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ly size each other up. The dire

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g with you, Miss Ella. We

tered a soft, "Thank you," be

the mall, claiming I needed new

tried to talk

e rested," I pleaded. But he s

need something elegan

like I had an

f Alnaldo Lucas, one of the most

ldo's name; Mafia ties, undergr

trace. The last person to chall

hands in the death of the young

a

ng for his father's recognition. H

er, Leo Lucas Alnaldo, a name

just one month, he held on

es associate greeted us with a bri

fitting room, rejecting each one

t like it has been sewn into my sk

. It swept the ground softly as

d up and

ecto," he said,

omatically,

th matching heels, jewelry, and

er our meal, Romeo couldn't

night," he said. "It's ti

priate, the exhaustion crawling

off and promised t

to the sofa and exhaled. The sile

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go on spil

on, and this tall rich, handsome

figured that he was Vogue's bran

are searching for, and baby, the

as the next

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penthouse. Girl you should have

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er in on the shoot. Then I show

ght

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entleman. I wish I h

intly. If o

k me up. I need to rest a bit be

t each other and

makeup, letting the bruises bre

killers and boiled water to gent

bed in a balm to

d drifted to sleep. The a

, my favorite then watched Tv fo

out the white dress on the bed,

e swelling was nearly gone. I o

o

r into a sleek ponytail just the

I barely recognized myself. The

up the red purse a

on th

out, and he smiled as he took

ed me on how to beha

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on hi

d the journey. I had no idea wha

meeting wit

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r lights, and music drif

f well dressed, elegant guests

s, glasses

tanding with a glass of red

ing, Dad,"

ile. He nodded curtl

our gir

and greeted him. H

, and they walked off to

ng close to what the rumors have

y. He didn't look like he could

him a

tering hall, unsure where to go.

it and slowly wandered around,

eart. I stood there observing my

ersations, each one swirling wine

Romeo's father who was introdu

't shake the feeling that he kept

to, what I did, as thoug

hed me with a glass

d slitted dress that hugged her

er shoulders, she smelled like s

ce. I wished I could

y. "You look absolutely be

ment. Soon, we were chatting and

, Romeo and his brother Leo. The

sons of the

," the red-dress lady confessed. "

o

tice us?" her friend chimed

composure as their laughter fille

urse, they should find Romeo att

that once melted me too. I didn't

skin was

olitely, needing a

directions to the rest room,

e as I walked through the lavish

e the restroom, I splashed water

aces, trying to find a

hate the reflection

allroom, a sound stopped me i

ing in pain and sounds of

arp and cold, speaking in Spani

like an interrogation. I should'

llowed the sound, each step

voice rang o

are

fr

he same features as Romeo but rou

Anger danced in

ered, my words fumbl

is tone dropped, m

head, body trem

cut through, and I felt his arm

, eyeing Romeo

show up," he sneered. "Th

fists clench

the man added, his voice oozin

t in disgus

Romeo growled as

You never were," Leo call

ed the ballroom. I tried to spea

ve," he said with

I had spoken with earlier looked

ousy as they watched Romeo ho

yes following me like

inside was heavy. Romeo's jaw was

ting off hi

f first. As soon as we pulled up

I turned, trying o

I did

on my face, sendin

oed louder th

hing b

way to ruin every

illed fr

ess." And with that, he stormed o

the n

in my white dress with his wor

inside and out. Eventually, I fo

walk

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