Christiana pic above.
Amira's POV
Them, I opened my mouth but it instantly closed back.
"Oh you nice meeting you again" I said to those mall guys smiling like a fool.
"Am sorry for pushing you down" I looked at the girl.
"Christiana" she extended her hands. Rude much not even answering my apology.
"Hmm Amira yeah" I shook her hand.
"You are clumsy" she laughed slightly.
"Trust me I had no idea" I averted my gaze from the two intimidating guys.
"It okay meet my friends" she gestured towards them.
"Them?" My mouth dropped open.
"What is wrong with them?" She gave me a smile.
"I mean them, I taught you guys came separately". I don't know what to say.
"So are you hear alone" she dragged me towards an elevator.
"No.. I mean yeah" I don't know where my asshole friends are.
"Then be our guest" we reached the floor and my mouths instantly got dry.
I looked back and they were about taking a sit.
"Hmm will there be loud music" I managed to ask.
"No" she sat down and I sat near her.
"So what have you eaten" she looked at me.
"Nothing, but I don't wa..." I was still calling when my phone interrupt me.
"Naseer" I growled in annoyance.
"Mira, you don't have to call my name that way".
"Just go keep my credit card bro" I gritted my teeth".
"That not why I call you".
"Then why?" I felling roasting him.
"I misplaced your credit card" his voice was cool.
"What the fuck Naseer, did you know that is my gallery saving" I said softly.
He ended the call and I huffed.
"So where are you from?" The blonde smiled, all this while I was stealing glances from them.
"Yeah, Nigeria but I am a indigene of Malaysia" I replied.
"So you love French dishes"
"Yeah I do" I was stealing glances from those guys.
"So what brought you to Italy?".
"College, I am studying art" I smiled at her.
"You can draw?".
"Anything both human,animals and nature"
"Swt talent so can you speak Malay?".
Aaryan's POV
"Swt talent so can you speak Malay?" Chairs asked her. All this while she was looking at us.
How clumsy she is. I sighed and looked everywhere but her.
"Yeah, I speak French, Malay,Arabic, Hausa and Fulani. I understand a bit of Urdu" only her all this languages.
"What about Italian?" Aayan said. She looked up in surprise and quickly look down.
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FEARLESS MAIFIA'S TOMBOY'S LOVE. (Mafia Romance)
SpiritualLife was not the way she planned it. Everything crumbled in front of her eyes. He wants her all for himself but couldn't hold her for so long like he wished too. Book two of hate to love him formally known as Aisha (indo).
