Dash's pov:
"Do we have to go home?" She says. I glanced over at her and smiled a tad bit. "Don't want to?" "Nope" she shakes her head."Well I was going to head over to the tattoo Parlour after dropping you off. But I guess you can come with me." I say "really!" She said practically jumping from her seat. "Sure why not" I sigh.
We Finally made it to the tattoo shop. I open the door to allow her in first, then me. "Hello to my favourite" Mr. Eda the tattoo artist said to me. "Hello my favourite tattoo artist" I say joking around. I sat down on the chair, and Grey sat in a chair close by.
"So what are we going to do today?" Mr.Eda says as he puts on some gloves. I took off my shirt, and noticed Greys face turned a cute shade of pink. I let out a little smile and I point to my shoulder but a tad bit lower. "A sword with roses on it" I say relaxed
Tattoo:"Say no more". Grey sat there patiently looking over Mr. Edas shoulder.
Almost 2 hours go by and we're done. I walk over to the mirror and so does Grey. "It's cute," she says. "Cute?" She shrugged her shoulders and walked closer to the door.
"Um... why are there thousands of people outside with cameras?" My eyes widened and jogged over towards the door. I place my hand on her waist for support. "Shit" muttered.
Lucky the paparazzi can't see inside. I grab her hand and pull her closer to me. I put my shirt back on quickly and started to think. "Fucking shit who told paparazzi?!"
"Paparazzi?" Grey said, confused. "Along with being a Mafia man he has a cover. In the public eye he's a billionaire who owns multiple hotels and clubs.. To the underground people he's the Mafia king" she slowly nodded her head 'yes' telling me she's understanding. "Wait! How do you know Mr. James is a mafia man"
fuck I messed up.
"He told me?" "Liar!" "I'm not! Now fucking follow me" I grab her arm and pulled her towards the back ally door way "I'll pay you next time I see you!" I yell out before we exit the building.
"Why are they saying 'miracle child'?" She questioned. I sigh. "I'll explain later, let's get out of here. We Finally made it to the car without paparazzi seeing us. As we're driving back she asked the question again. "Why were they calling out 'miracle child'?" Out of the blue. Keeping my eyes on the road I say.
"Your father always wanted kids. Someone to take over his Mafia Empire. Unfortunately Mr. D'Angelo isn't able to produce the type of spreme that's needed to create a child. Since he's a billionaire in those peoples eyes. He's known to be a celebrity. People knew he couldn't have kids. So when others found out that he has a kid of his own. His biological kid. They just find it crazy" I managed to breathe out. Grey stayed quiet for a bit. She had an 'I'm trying to figure this out' look on her face.
"That's why no one believed I was his daughter. "Correct" not too long after we Finally Arrived home. "Don't tell your dad about what happened..." I say before opening the front door. She nodded her head and went inside.
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Greys pov:
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" I heard them all say. Which caused me to jump. "It's not my birthday though..." I say confused.I thought he knew. "I know but... I missed 17 exact birthdays... so we-" "when he says 'we' he means he." Romeo interrupted. Which caused Mr. James and Ms. Arianna used the same glare on him.
I look over to the right to see Dash holding a small cake. Which caused me to blush a tad bit. I hope no one noticed. "Wait let me get ready for today and then we'll do whatever" they leave my room to let me get ready.
Outfit:I made my way downstairs to see the whole living room decorated with birthday decorations. Which caused me to smile a tad bit.
"Here you go!" Mr. James walked over with a cake. "Dora?" I say referring to the cake with one Candle. I see Mr. James shrugged his shoulders causing me to smile.
I blew out the single candle on the cake. Not too long after Mr. James gave me a slice of cake. Same with himself, Ms. Arianna, Romeo and even Dash.
I sat down on the couch picking at the cake. Butter scott. Me and mom always hated that flavour. "Don't like it?" His soft voice echoed the empty room "nope" I say almost whispering.
Dash sat next to me, resting his hand on my thigh. shit his hand looks fucking hot. He has RINGS. "It's my favourite," he said out of the blue. "Is it now?" I say, turning to face him.
"Yup, now feed me" he said jokingly. I put some cake on the spoon and brought it up to his gorgeous plump lips.
Dash eats the cake from the spoon. Still making eye contact with me. "Going anywhere today?" I nod my head 'no'
16 days go by. 16 different cakes. 16 days full of different decorations. After 2 days I got pretty bored of this whole thing.
"Mr.James I'm taking Cooper on his walk" I say standing by his office door. He gave me a reassuring smile.
Unfortunately I gotta take Dash.
I put on my runner shoes and made our way out again. As me and Dash walked our hand brushed against each other every 6 seconds.
Dashs pov:
As me and Grey were on our normal walk with the dog, down the streets of 77 ave. I noticed a man wearing all black. I grab Greys arm and said"that's enough for today." "It's only been 4 minutes?!" Grey complaints
"Grey. Now" "fine!" We turned around and I made sure she was in front of me.
I put my arm around her waist just in case.
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GREY
RomanceShort story // MAFIA • Right person, wrong time • Grey Stone (D'Angelo) is a 17 year old girl who had recently lost her mother due to cancer. What happens when she meets her biological father? Along with that she meets Dash. A man she falls in lov...