⚠️18+⚠️ *I added smut, heavy smut*
Disclaimer-I started this when I was eleven, almost twelve so this is in need of heavy editing and definitely not my best book compared to my others.
Dario DaVino-Ruthless, cold, bloodthirsty, mafia boss and a litt...
"Braids or down?" Talia asks me after she finishes my minimal makeup. Juan called her about thirty minutes ago because apparently, he needed backup. According to him, I am a mess. My brows needed to be plucked. My hair needed a trim. He had a whole list of things wrong with me.
"Braids," I answer without hesitation. I love my long hair in braids.
Talia spends the next twenty minutes pulling and weaving my hair into braids. At last, she's finally done and I get a good look at what she did.
I love it!
She did two simple Dutch braids, but unlike when I do them, she somehow managed to make them super puffy and messy yet still look gorgeous.
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"Why can't mine come out like this?" I whine.
"Don't worry, King." Talia reassures, "They never look like this when I do them to myself. They always look better when I do them on other people."
I'm about to respond when someone knocks on the door. Dario. I grab my black Chanel purse from off the bed and turn towards Juan and Talia.
"How do I look?" I ask suddenly feeling nervous and insecure. Dario said to dress comfortably so I chose to wear a black Nike crop top, black and white Nike joggers, a denim jacket, and the Air Force Ones I stole from Dario. Is this too casual and comfortable?
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