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"If loving her is a weakness, I am only a weak man." - Massimo Giordani
Massimo Giordani.
Even thinking about him sends shivers down your spine. A cold blooded killer and leader of the notorious Ace Mafia. He stops at nothing to get w...
Ciao my loves I hope you're enjoying the story. I've attached two pictures, one is what I imagined the dress to be like (but you guys can imagine your own if you like) and an extra aesthetic one. It's also time to add a little twist onto this not so perfect romance.
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Bella:
We walk down the hallway towards Maria's room. She opens the door to reveal a magenta-colored room, with matching sheets and decor.
"Wow did you do this?" I ask.
"Yeah, it took quite a bit of time but it's worth it in the end." She says, through her giggles.
"You have to help me do the same to my room." I say still admiring the small features of the room.
My eyes wander towards the windowsill, which had a small picture of a blond-haired little girl standing in front of a man and a woman who looked identical to her.
"Is this you?" I ask as I point to the small silver colored frame.
She nods her head, walking over to it and picking it up she brought it back to me. "This was my mother and father. They were the best parents anyone could ask for." She says as I hear a lump starting to build up in her throat.
"I'm sure they were great. I mean you can just tell from how wonderful you are that they were wonderful too." I say.
She just nods her head as she pulls me into a quick hug. "Thank you." She whispers. "I miss them so much, they passed away in a car accident." She says as tears begin to flow down her cheeks.
"I'm sorry for your loss. But think about how proud they are of you and how far you've come." She just nods her head as I pull her into another hug. She breaks the hug as she wipes up her tears.
"Sorry about that. Come I'll show you my closet." She says with a small smile as I follow her towards the white glossy wardrobe. She slides open the door to reveal an array of colors filling up the shelves and racks to the brim.
"Oh my-"
"I know right?" She says in return as we both start to laugh.
I spot a red polka dot dress poking out of the sea of colors. "May I take a look?"
"Of course, feel free."
I take the dress out of the wardrobe and hold it in front of Maria.
"You have to try this on!"
"I don't know-"
"Please for me." I pout my lip in an attempt to make her feel bad. She starts to laugh as she grabs the dress and walks out of the room towards the bathroom.
Around two minutes later, she walks in the petite dress hugs her figure perfectly as well as showing a bit of cleavage from the V-neckline.
"Oh my god! Luca will die when he sees you in this!" I squeal, as I grab her and place her in the chair opposite her mirror.
