The Dark Angel and her mafia king

ella

n another ki

ant some doughnuts and maybe coffee. I got ready, I decided to wear black leggi

as my wallet, phone, and other important things insid

s, let's just say childhood trauma hit h

wn the stairs to my car. The car that I own and always drive i

bae, thank y

way

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. Once I entered the bell rang on top of the doo

as a cute place w

s with people sitting and talking, plants in the corners of the c

come here. I thought to myself as I

oking girl. She had blonde hair that was up to her waist, green shining ey

d a medium hot chocolate," I replied deciding no

if it's any kind I take that back dark chocola

45." She said while lookin

aking my order I decided to look around for a seat. I saw one i

your order, have a good day ma'am." I grabbed my order

ready to leave, while gettin

an th

. Richard has been one of my best friends since I came to S

uilt body, and brown hair that looked soft a

up my phone and

ed me. "Hello, I'm fine why are you calling?" I questioned

robably want something because you always barge in

he bush but I guess not anymore, a

ball, and by Italian mafia I mean Damien L

pain?" I asked sarcastically beca

nd by that I mean we are both attending the ball," Ri

nd trying to process what he sa

I said. "We have to go, Isabella! Kelvin is going as well and we

e are going," I sai

nd don't stress about a dress because you

you tonight for my fi

then!" With that,

this ball is because Kelvin

et's just say we used to be friends but he changed out of the blue and did stupi

yed back his game and did all the same things. If he

shb

lvin I swear! Touch me ag

y ticklish?

d to tickle me all over my waist and stomach. "—K

have ever had then I'll stop!

p so I finally gave in. "Fine fine fine you ar

re a dead man Kelvin Linnet, a dead ass m

f fla

l me and all those things, immediately my face went to a scowl, wh

e thing is for sure I'm fucking getting