A hate and love story between a soft hearted girl named Flora and a ruthless mafia leader named Zayn. Does they will be last forever?
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After I said that, I heard Zayn gasped and look at me with eyed and mouth slightly open, "What?" He whispered.
"GOTCHA!!!!"I laughed loudly at him and moved my head back nearly gonna slipped from his grip. " WOAH! BE careful there" he hold me tightly.
Once the lift door open, I squinted my eyes as we enter in a dark room. "Zayn" I whispered as I hold his neck tightly. He hummed and hold me tightly to him. "Im so scared" I whispered and cried a bit. "Why?" He murmurred. "Because its so dark and someone will attack us" I said.
"Attack? Seriously? Us? No ones gonna come here without my permission" He said as he open the room light. I shrieked and squinted at the sudden bright. As I turned my head I saw the room he brought me.
"OH MY FUCKING GOSH!!" I gasped and closed my mouth with my hand. "Is this..." before I continue he cut in, "yeah its mine" he smirked. "What the fuck. Let me down. LET ME DOWN!!!" I shout while beat his shoulder. Finally, he let me down and I started to explore his room.
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"So dark and big. Mine is small" I pout.
I heard he cleared his throat so I turn my attention towards him. "You can sleep here." He glanced down and furrowed his eyebrows. "I sleep at the hall" he smile a bit and glanced down back.
He turn back and went to his closet to get some clothes. I ignore him and admiring his room. "Well. This is for you." He stuffed a tshirt and a boxers in my hand. "There is bathroom you can refresh yourself and get rest. Need anything just call out my name" he shrugged and smile at me.
"Why?" I furrowed my eyebrows. "Why what?" He asked. "Why I need to change into this? Where are my clothes?" I asked and stumbled a bit. Thank God. Hold me up.
"Well. Your stuffs will be here tomorrow and for now you have to wear this as you cant sleep in this dress" he explained. "STILL."I shouted and look at him but all he did was instant stare at me. I open my mouth to defend but nothing come. So I agree to it.
After I changed, I jumped on the big royal dark bed. "Woah. Its fluffy" I laughed aloud and enjoy being in the bed but the sleep take over me.
***** Next morning
I woke up from the sound of bird chirpings and bright light and also the smell of pancakes. I opened my eyes slowly and saw the black colour curtain is wide open. I furrowed my eyebrows at the colour of it. "Since when Olivia change it?" I asked myself.
I sit up on the bed and take the surrounding of the room. "This is not... where am I?" As I talking to myself suddenly the door creaks open. Showing that "Zayn" I gasped and look at him with wide eye. "What are you doing here? Where am I? How am I here?" I asked as I hold my head in my hands. Damn. This headache.
"It looks perfect on you" I look up and saw him smirking at me. "What?" I shaked my head and furrowed my eyebrows. He pointed his finger at my body. I look down and watch, "Whose shirt is this?" I asked as I slightly pulled the shirt.
