I scrunched my eyes at the bright light that was seeping through my half closed eyelids. I felt powerless and heavy. I slowly started blinking, desperately try to open my eyes and see what was around me. Where am I? As I focused my eyesight, I could see that I was laying on a bed. But the bed wasn't mine. Panic started to set in as I looked around, why isn't this room familiar? Am I fucking drunk right now? I smacked my forehead trying to calm myself down when I heard a slight chuckle from the corner of the room. I sat up placing my eyes on Hunter sat on a couch in the corner.
"Took your time," He sighed with a hint of sarcasm.
"Hunter" I sighed with a fake disappointment. He gazed into my eyes.
"It's been twelve hours. Twelve fucking hours. I had to get a maid to come up to check if you were bloody dead." He explained annoyed.
"It's your lucky day, i'm well and truly alive" I spoke.
"I need you to bath and get ready to go to a ball tonight with me." He ordered as he stood up and made his way to the door. "Ball? I only got here.I didn't pack a fucking ball gown" I sweared at him. He just pointed to the walk in wardrobe before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. Well at least he knows how to give a lady privacy. How so kind of him. I rolled my eyes and scoffed as I lied back down again.
I was also going to a ball with Hunter, the emotionless ass.
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After my bath, I didn't realise how much time had passed, it was about three hours before we had to leave. So I put on a robe and got the ball gown that one of Hunter's maids had handed me. It was a royal blue sequin slit dress.
After I slid on my dress carefully, I sat down in front of about 10 stylists who were racing around getting their products to apply on my face and hair. My makeup was heavy to say the least. Foundation, Dark navy cut crease eye shadow to match the gown, dark nude lipstick and fake lashes that stuck perfectly on.
As for my hair. It was wavy, flowing down my back. They put a gold necklace around my neck, popped my heels on and handed me a small clutch purse.The stylists left after they had their job finished, leaving me alone glancing at myself in the mirror. I looked my best for the first time in a long time. My father always goes to balls with mother but never brings me or Cole along with them. I've been to plenty of balls and proms but just not in a while. Striding towards the bed, I picked up my purse and started walking towards the door, ready to leave just as the door bursts open and Kai comes striding in.
"Wow" he breathed almost as a whisper. "Oh I kno-" I was cut short as he started shoving me out of the room. "What are you doing! My dress!" I shrieked while smacking his arms away from my lower back. "Fine. Walk" he spat sarcastically at me. He has some nerves talking to me like that.
"Shall we?" He asked smirking as he held out his elbow. I rolled my eyes before intertwining my arms around his elbow and we started descending the stairs.
We continued down the stairs until we reached the bottom of the very long stairs. "Kai what is your problem!" I shouted at him smacking his arms away when I realised he had placed his other hand on my ass. "What? Can't help it." He shrugged
"Hunter's late" he explained.
"Okay, and?" I asked frustrated with the lack of answers I was getting here. I noticed my dress was crumpled because of Kai so I flattened it as best I could with the palms of my hands. As I continued to fix my appearance, I felt a dark presence behind me. I looked up at Kai with wide eyes who was ignoring me and staring at the presence behind me with a poker face who I knew was Hunter. Swiftly turning around, putting on a deadpan expression. Hunter tenses immediately and clenches his jaw. I put a smirk on my face as I let my eyes gaze over his body. He was wearing a very expensive black suit. I looked back into his eyes that were drilling into mine. I swear he wanted to kill me and hand my body back to my mother as a Christmas gift.
I could feel his lingering presence following me from far back, he probably found humour in me trying to find my way around here. I didn't know where I was going since I never actually got a tour around this flipping mansion. After a while of bringing myself on a tour since it was clear no one else was going to, I found myself in a bedroom. It was bigger than the one I woke up in, and more elegant but dark and dangerous at the same time.
It had an en suite like every other bedroom in this house. The room was vacant, but a person or more definitely owned this room, it was a messy enough room. I let myself walk around the room before deciding I did more than enough snooping when I found a blade, a gun and a pair of handcuffs. I blushed when my eyes caught the handcuffs. I was exiting the room before a door opened from behind me. I spun around, startled to see a woman around the same age as me, long blonde pin straight hair with a towel wrapped around her who had just come out of the en suite. I knew she had saw me, but decided to ignore me. "And you are?" I asked suspiciously. She looked me up and down before rolling her eyes and answering.
"Not your friend"
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Sorry, this is such a short chapter but I trying to put more effort into the length of them :3Thank you ♡︎
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The Mafia's Doll
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