"How do you say idiot in Italian?"
"Bell'uomo."
[ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛]
"You're a bell'uomo."
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Isabelle Ariti just needed someone to talk to, and Leonardo Rossi happened to be there. He was her escape and she was his. Her obsession...
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° 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 ₒ 𐐪𐑂 ♡ 𐐪𐑂 °
Isabelle
"Look how badass I look now Lee," I told him showing my tattoo that was now fully healed, "If I was walking down the street would you be like wow she looks so fucking cool I shouldn't mess with her?"
"Yes."
Good, people should fear me.
I grinned, looking into the mirror. On the side of my rib cage, a red butterfly was present, making me smile. Is it basic? Well, yes. Do I love it any less? No.
"We're like the same person now," I said referring to our tattoos, "we should celebrate."
I stood up. "Are you doing anything tonight?"
"No."
"Good," I responded. "Be ready at eight. I'm going to pick you up, we're going on a formal date."
"We live together, Belle."
"Oh yeah, my point still stands. Be ready," I snapped my fingers for the full effect, "dress fancy too, it's going to be fun I promise."
I looked at the time my eyes widening, "Shit," I grabbed my jacket, "I'm late for work I'll see you later," I leaned down kissing his forehead, "I love you."
Before he could respond I was running to get there as fast as possible, "Keys," Leo yelled out to me.
Changing directions to the kitchen I grabbed them, "Thanks Lee!"
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I smiled at Ara, "Thank you so much for letting me borrow this dress and get ready here. You're a lifesaver," I hugged her, "I look fancy enough right?"
"You look hot," she assured me.
"What happened with that guy Dean?" I asked, referring to the guy she went in a date with not too long ago.
She groaned, "Horrible. He showed up late and was tipsy," her eyes rolled at the thought of him, "ten minutes in I got up and left."
"You'll find someone," I reassured her.
"I better," she nodded, "I'll see you soon."
Smiling, I thanked her again heading out the door to my car. As I drove I stopped at a store, and as I walked in I smiled at the worker.
