"How do you say idiot in Italian?"
"Bell'uomo."
[ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑛]
"You're a bell'uomo."
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
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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Isabelle
☀︎︎ғʟᴀsʜʙᴀᴄᴋ☀︎︎
I sat outside the room in my blood covered dress, black streaks on my cheeks from mascara running down my face and my lipstick smudged.
They won't let me see him.
Which is fucking dumb, I'm the one going to marry him then spend the rest of my life with him not them.
I just want to see him.
At least if he does die I know he wants to be buried.
I've made a list of headstone quotes for him so if worse comes to worse at least that will be figured out.
Belles Bitch
Kevin's Enemy
Belles Sugar Baby
Gone but will Forever be Belles Bitch
Dilf of Kevin
Strawberry Enthusiast
Freaky in the Sheets
Kinky Bastard
Fuck Off
Belles property
Paid for by my Sugar Momma
The Dude with the Mommy Kink
Gone and Forever Forgotten
Genetics Failed Me
Are just some of them, I'll come up with more if the occasion calls for it.
He better not die because 'promise' is a horrible last word.
I could see Ellio sit down next to me as I put my head between my hands not looking at him, as he put his arm around me he spoke softly, "He's going to be okay."
"I want to see him."
"You know you can't."
"Why?"
Ellio sighed, "You know why."
"I won't scream or some shit I just want to see him."
