Y/N - the second most feared Mobster
Harrison Osterfield - the most feared Mobster
Lindsey - Underboss to Y/N also the sister
Tom Holland - Underboss to Harrison Osterfield and his best friend
Y/n was once innocent, parents killed, adopted by an old...
5:00 had rolled around and Harry had already sent out the invite. Me, Tom, and Harrison just had to get ready.
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By time I got done with my makeup and hair it was 5:45 and it started at 6:00. Tom and Harrison were waiting outside my room. I walked out and their eyes were on me.
"Is there a problem? Is it too much?" They shook their head. Their faces were extremely bright. I giggled which turned to laughter. "You two are such dorks! Am I too hot?"
Harrison looked me in the eyes and walked up to me putting his hands on my waist.
"Yes. But we need you to be. For this to work right."
"You just want to keep seeing me like this." I added.
"Maybe." He chuckled.
"Come on, The party is gonna start soon!" I dragged him by the arm and pulled him in his living room. The one that even has a piano. I sat at it and played.
"You know princess, you act nothing how you look."
"What is that supposed to mean!" I laughed. Then I thought about it. I looked hot, but acted sweet. Kinda like a innocent person.
"Oh. Right." I blushed.
"It's fine, it fits you."
"No it's fine. I can act... More accurately." I stood up and ran my fingers through my hair. I raised an eyebrow and smirked while walking over to him. Harrison smirked.
