Sofia Kingsley

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"Sofia! Sofia Are you there?!" "Sofia wake up!"

the voice is so loud.. but seems so far away.

someone shakes me, I want to say something but it feels like my mouth it full of water..
I can hear a boy talking...
"Sofia look at me"

the last thing I remember is being at the party.. everyone went to that party, we talked about it for months but- I can't hear any music or voices.. just the boy..

I open my eyes slowly and flinches when I see who it is. I sit fast up and immediately gets dizzy. I don't care... I just want to go, go away from him. he means nothing good.

I look around me and I recognize the room.. it's my bedroom in my apartment. how did I end up here?

"w-what- do you want?" the sound of my own voice is so loud..
and his voice is almost like whispering when he answers..

"darling don't be scared. you're fine"

fine? how am I fine? I'm in my own apartment with the most dangerous man in New York..

...

"leave!" I yell at him after we just stare at eachother for at least two minutes.

"oh darling, I'm not leaving" he has a small smirk on his face..

ohno- why is he so hot? he's actually perfect. his jawline is so sharp and sexy and his eyes are hazel brown and very cute.. his fluffy hair and-

"staring problem?" he cuts me off from my thoughts and I look at him and see a big smirk on his face.

"n-no I didn't stare" I rolls my eyes at him and gets angry. why can't he just leave?

"roll your eyes one more time little one, and I will give you a real punishment"

did he just say punishment?- he's the most powerful man in New York and he sits here.. with me and threatens me-

his name is Atticus. Atticus hawk. even his name is dark and scary..

"Sofia-" he starts but I cut him off "how do you know my name!?" I almost yell.

"you work at the little flower shop down the street, am I right?"

how the hell do he know me? I'm just a normal girl that isn't very rich and I'm not even beautiful.

"you creep! how do you know that!? and what are you-"

He stands up and glares at me. his look scares me but I try my best to hide it.

he rules every club and party places in New York and he always stays in the VIP room with his rich friends. I've also hear rumors saying he's a drug dealer.

how could this happen? and what is he doing here?-

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