"Girl you're perfect, you're always worth it and you deserve it"
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𝟵:𝟬𝟬 𝗣𝗠 𝗘𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗻 𝗦𝘁𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗧𝗶𝗺𝗲
𝗡𝗲𝘄 𝗬𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗖𝗶𝘁𝘆, 𝗨𝗦𝗔
This ball is getting annoying.
Tons of women have been coming up to me in the past 15 minutes I've been in attendance. Even someone's Grandma came up to me trying to match her granddaughter for me.
I'm at the bar just talking with my best-friends and underboss, Daniel Zimorelli. The son of an Australian Mafia boss and a legendary assassin, Katya and Zach Danger.
Even though Daniel has hard ass parents, he's very emotional to peoples feelings and knows how to strategize things. That's why he's my underboss.
"Hmm, lots and lots of girls are here" Daniel says as I drink my whiskey. "Yes, many many woman" I say and he laughs as I put my glass down onto the bar counter.
"The Italians are here, for the first time since Alexandros passed away. The newest Italian Queen will be crowed in..." Daniel looks down at his watch. "10 minutes or so-"
Just as he finished his sentenced, everyones mouth went shut and low classical music started to play. Everyone's eyes were directed towards the main staircase as the main door was swung open.
A man in a full black tuxedo stepped out and slowly grabbed someone's hand. A curvy silhouette stepped out and... it's her.
Milana Bianche. The new Italian Mafia Queen. Of course, I knew we would meet again.
She wore a tight fitting red dress that exposed a lot of skin, I mean a lot. Her long brown hair cascaded down her back and front. Her lips were painted the perfect shade or dark red, making her look irresistible.
Man, the way I would kiss those plump lips of hers.
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