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Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotio...
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D A V I N A
I make my way to Zachary, adding a bit of a sway to my hips. All of the guys were watching me with lustful looks, while the girls glared at me with jealousy and anger. I am living the y/n moment, right.
I sit down beside Zachary, only to find him already staring at me.
"Hi." He whispers, throwing his arm against my chair. I cock an eyebrow, and let out a little giggle. I hate this.
"Hello." He smiles at the sound of my voice, and I give myself a nod of approval. It was known that this kid had a literal daddy kink, and loved oblivious girls with high-pitched voices. So, I did what I had to do.
I chopped off his dick.
I'm kidding.
I wish I wasn't.
"Malina, right?" He asks, his eyes roaming around my figure.
"Of course, and you are?"
"Zachary, Zachary Hall." He grins proudly at his name, and I giggle again.
I wanna jump off a bridge.
"You remind me of Alex Turner." I smirk internally as his ears turn a crimson red.
"Oh? Pssh, I'd turn gay for that guy any day." Oh.
Oh-
"That's cute." I smile before giving the teacher my undivided attention. I could feel Zachary's gaze burning a hole through the inside of my head during the duration of the current time period.
"Hey, wanna hang after school?" Zachary asks, as we pack up after the bell goes off.
Triple bingo.
"Of course, my house?" I ask, innocently.
"Are you.. home alone?" He asks intently, looking at me with a weird emotion.
"I believe so, my parents work a lot, so I'm home alone a lot." I shrug, looking down and continuing to pack up.
"Hm." He shrugs.
As we walk out, he wraps his arm around my shoulder, and I look up at him, giving him my fake-ass, award winning smile. We walk our different ways, and I continue to go through the school day without a struggle.
I wait outside for Zach, but quickly pull out my phone.
"Jake." I mumble.
"Yup?" He asks, popping the "p."
"It's done, he's coming over so get ready." I could practically hear him nodding in approval. We bid our goodbyes, and I look up to see Zachary looking at me with a smile.
