3 - The Ball

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{Isabella Jackson}

As I walk into the ball room I could feel eyes all over me.

The music playing was elegant and made me want to dance but I decided to get a drink before I did any dancing.

I stood by the bar and asked for a red wine. I was feeling fancy so why not get a fancy drink.

As a new song began to play I turned around and noticed people slow dancing.

God I hate slow dancing

I was soon accompanied by a tall handsome man. I turned to acknowledge his presence and found myself staring into his dark brown eyes.

His lips turned into a smirk and I realised that I had been staring for too long.

"Like what you see?" His voice was deep and sexy I had to hold myself back.

I rolled my eyes at his cockiness
"No I was simply waiting for you to excuse yourself."

He knew I was lying as his smirk turned into a smile, he looked as if he was about to say something but decided to stay quiet.

{time skip}

I was back to being by myself at the bar but it didn't bother me as I was too busy trying to find my special guest of honour.

Suddenly a loud voice announced

"Thank you all for coming tonight!"

I looked up the stairs and noticed the man that was shouting. He was wearing a red tux and he had slick back hair.

Definitely not my target

I could only assume that he was Blake Garcia, leader of the American Mafia.

"I would like to welcome a special guest..."

People started whispering who they thought it could be. But I knew who it was a I was ready for his arrival.

"We've had our differences and we've had our battles..."

God why is this taking so long just introduce him already before I shoot you instead of him.

"But we've overcome them all and have turned out to be great work partners, so everybody please welcome into our party Mr Luca Romano!"

A chill ran down spine at the mention of his name.

Holy shit

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