Part II

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ᴀᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛᴇ/ˈɪːꜱΘɪːᴛ,ˈƐꜱΘɪːᴛ/ɴᴏᴜɴ

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ᴀᴇꜱᴛʜᴇᴛᴇ/ˈɪːꜱΘɪːᴛ,ˈƐꜱΘɪːᴛ/ɴᴏᴜɴ

ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴ ᴡʜᴏ ɪ ᴀᴘᴘʀᴇᴄɪᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴇɴꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛʏ

Salvatore Armani descended the grand marble stairs, many eyes were on him as he held the innocent beauty next to him tightly

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Salvatore Armani descended the grand marble stairs, many eyes were on him as he held the innocent beauty next to him tightly. Angelita avoided any eye contact from anyone, she looked down as she carefully lifted her dress from her feet to walk. She felt many stares, some from envious women and some from lustful men who were intrigued by her enchantment.

Salvatore glared darkly at the guests, his harsh grip tightened on Angel's waist and his rough fingers dug into her skin. She winced at the pain, earring nothing but an even tighter hold from the cruel man.

Once the duo were on the last step, the crowd commenced their talking with one another and some people even made their way towards Salvatore to greet him.

"You stay with me alright" Salvatore commanded Angel as she replied with a nod. She didn't want to anger the man any further and did not want to face his wrath. Amongst the crowd was an older man who approached the pair with a big grin. His hair was greying and balding on the sides, his beard was neatly groomed and held a cigar in his hand.

"Salvatore, i thank you greatly for the invite" The smiling man exclaimed as he patted Salvatore's arm. His smile wasn't the happy nor welcoming type, it was filled with cockiness and evoked an animalistic aura from the way his eyes drew upon Angel.

At the mans words, Salvatore did not change his serious expression and only nodded his head. It seemed although he did not enjoy the presence of the wrinkled man.

"What can I say Omar, you and your son have been incredibly loyal to myself and my men" Salvatore spoke professionally as Omar had now converted his attention towards the silent Angelita. A smirk played at his lips as he rose his cigar to his mouth and took drag of smoke. Omar Allegro, a man who Salvatore trusted and made much business with occasionally. Salvatore was not too fond of Omar's sons, however he was a professional man and forced himself to tolerate them.

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