Chapter 47

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Layla

Christmas went by fast. It was now Monday and I was getting ready for a shopping day with Landon.

The Mafia ball was in a day and my curiosity and excitement only grew stronger.

I made my way downstairs, grabbing my purse and house keys in the process.

There was a knock on my door just as I was walking towards it.

I opened the door and was met with a normal emotionless Landon.

Somehow I saw his grey eyes light up when I opened the door.

I smiled and wrapped my arms around his waist.

His arms came around my body as he embraced me.

I sighed as his normal cologne hit my nose sending me into a daze.

"Ready?" He asks pulling away.

I nod and keep his hand in mine as we walk to his car.

He opens the door for me and then shuts it once I was in.

He gets in on his side and speeds down the street.

The ride to the city was fairly short considering it was an hour or so drive.

I smiled happily as I watched people move around the city.

Landon had parked and we made our way to a fancy looking store.

Landon entwined his hand in mine and pulled me along with him into the store.

A beautiful red-headed lady came into sight as we walked in.

She smiled and greeted us.

"Hello, how can I assist you two today?" She had a slight accent in her voice.

"Ha bisogno di un vestito." Landon speaks.

Translation; She needs a dress.

"Va bene. Qualche specifica?" The lady answers back.

Translation; Okay. Any specific?

"Fino a lei." Landon says and then turns to me.

Translation; Up to her.

I look at them confused.

The lady turns her attention to me and smiles.

"Follow me and I'll show you our finest dresses." She says and starts walking.

I walk behind her as Landon takes his phone to his ear.

I thank her as I see the most beautiful dresses I've ever come across insight.

Landon takes a seat on a chair while I look through all the dresses.

My eyes land on a black dress that hung in the far corner.

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