Short story // MAFIA
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Right person, wrong time
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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...
AN: before we start I just wanted to say something, on my TikTok I have been recently receiving comments saying how Grey is only 17 and Dash is 21 thing between them shouldn't happen, well nothing is going to happen anymore until Grey turns 18!! Which will be in a few chapter. After Greys birthday which is November 13. I'll bring in many, MANY Dash&Grey scenes:)) ————————————————— I step out of the limousine, to just being hit by the cold but yet warm autumn wind. September.
Fall, the best season ever to Exist! You have Halloween season also known as the spooky season! right around the corner.
The cozy vibe running throughout us. The leaves on the trees turn a gorgeous colour of orange. "What about this one?" Auntie Arianna said, showing me a gorgeous pink ball gown.
It was pretty, don't get me wrong, but... "she's gonna look like a fucking flamingo!" Dash yelled out from behind.
He was laying all over on the couch which was located in a private room so was Romeo. Which to where we were. A private room with millions of dresses. "Dash" Arianna called out.
I've suspected that Dash might be more than just my bodyguard. I mean he's close with Dad, Arianna and Romeo. Part of me just thinks they know each other more than business.
"Okay... how is this one?" She pulled out a sage green ball gown with way too many ruffles. I gave a sarcastic smile over "all right never mind"
"what about this one?" Dash said as he pulled out this gorgeous dress. It was red. I've always had my doubts about that colour, especially when it came to me wearing it. It was slightly off the shoulder.
The dress. (Of course, you can imagine something else)
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"Wow," I finally spoke. "Don't you think it's too much?" I say as well. "You'll look like the princess you are," Dash said softly, handing me the dress.
"Go ahead and try it on," Auntie Arianna said looking onto her phone. I nod my head and head over to the fitting room. I slipped on the dress and tried to zip it up. "Aunite Ari can you help me" I sigh out.
The door slowly opened and revealed Dash. "She's received a phone call so she walked out," he said, trying to look away from me. I think only because you back was completely visible. You can easily see my black bar.
"Oh... do you think you can help me" without saying a word he came closer to me. Moved my hair over to the side. My heart is beating fast due to his soft touch.
Pull yourself together
He began zipping up the dress, having one of his fingers running along. "Um there you go," He said, stepping out.
I have to step out and head over to the huge mirror in the room. "Don't you think it's too much?" I asked the two boys in the room.
"I find it fine," Romeo said, glancing up at me. "How much is it," I asked Dash. he shrugged his shoulders and checked the price tag. "Nothing much, it's only 800,000 dollars" "WHAT" I yell out
"I'm taking this off right now. I'm not getting this" I say running into the fitting room "like I said nothing. relax, That's pretty cheap for a dress" Dash said following me.
"Are you insane, that's like almost one million dollars" I yelled "but worth it. You look gorgeous Grey." I got into the dressing room and said
"unzip me, I'm not getting this" Dash came over and put his hands on my waist. "Listen to me. This dress looks gorgeous on you. 800,000 dollars is nothing to your dad. Get the dress"
I sigh out "unzip me please" which he did. But before leaving he left a tiny wet kiss on my neck.
He left the fitting room and I changed into my normal clothes. "You don't like it," Arianna said walking back in.
"I like it but it's too expensive, I can't," I say grabbing my stuff. "Can we leave please" Not too long after we showed up home.
Although Dash had some business to handle. I head over to my room, practically throwing my purse on my couch and laying on my bed.
I turn my head to face the picture of my mom "I will never understand rich people mom" I said as I prop myself up. "Neither did she," Dad said walking into my room.
"If you liked the dress then you should have gotten it. Money isn't an issue Grey" He said
"Dad, I know. I'm blessed that I'm able to live in a house like this. But you need to understand that I've practically grown up in a budget home, and that's something that's going to stick with me. I'm not going to spread your money on things I could get cheaper." I confess
"You're so much like your mom. She would never allow me to spoil her. Every time I would buy her something nice... in return I'll get scolded by her" Dad laughed off.
"The ball is tomorrow. Are you not gonna go" I sigh and look over "nope" I say popping the 'P'
"um, wrong" Dash said coming into my room with the dress from the store. "Dash you didn't," I say getting up
"I did and got you matching shoes to go with them." "why'd you spread all that money?" I say worried.
"Relax, it was all free," Dash said, placing my dress in my closet as well as the shoes.
"Now when you say Free do you mean you-"
Dash significantly positioned his hand on his heart and said, "James do you truly believe I'm that cruel" and left. I admire my Dad, trusting he'll clarify. He put his hands up to give up.
