"What do you want?" Quinn asks, rolling her eyes. "That's a secret." Dylan whispers in Quinn's ears as he drags one of his hands down to the bottom of Quinn's short red lace tight dress and drags his hand up her dress until it touches the rim of her...
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"Fuck a princess, I'm a king Bow down and kiss on my ring It's gonna hurt, it'll sting Spittin' your blood in the sink"
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Daisy by Ashnikko
Quinn Greene didn't just start out as a badass Mafia daughter. Quinn Greene started out like all others in the world, normal. Well unless your a psychotic maniac that would kill people in there sleep for fun. Quinn only goes after people who piss her off or is her rivals.
Quinn was 17, turning eighteen really soon. She doesn't know what is to come for her but in the end... let's just hope everything works out.
"Hey dad, have you seen Grace?" Quinn questions her dad as she walks into his office with blood splattered on her face and her blue T-shirt, a drop on her blue skirt as well.
Quinn didn't know that her dad has company over. There was a guy sitting in the chair on the other side of her dads desk. She couldn't see his face but just his hair, it looks like really soft hair and she wanted to touch it for some reason. Quinn, she always gets what she wants.
"Yeah why?" Chase looks from the person in his room to his daughter that was in the door way. "Well I was gonna ask her if she could go shopping with me later." Quinn smiles before walking into her dads office, not caring about all the blood on her. She really wanted to see this guys face. She felt like she's seen him before.
Chase stands up and so does the man. The man goes to face Quinn and sees all the blood on her. His face goes from a smile to a smirk. "Quinn, I have a guest over. You remember Mr Monrae. He's been here many times before." Chase tells his daughter.
"Yeah dad, I got it. I know who he is. Y'all have been best friends since I was six." Quinn pulls out a pack of gum from her pocket in her skirt and takes a piece out, putting it in her mouth before throwing the gum pack to her dad.
"It's your favorite kind. Picked it up from the store before," Quinn throws her hands in the air, waving them in front of her body, "all of this happened." Quinn speaks and her dad roll his eyes before chuckling.
"Thank you. Now go clean yourself up before your younger siblings get home and see you like this." Chase demands his daughter and she nods her head at him before turning around and starting to walk away.
Quinn takes a few steps before stopping at the door frame and turning around. Quinn was thinking about turning around and feeling Mr Monrae's hair but she sighs before walking away. It was good to see Mr. Monrae again, she hasn't seen him about two months but he was taking a vacation in New York City somewhere. He had gotten hot.
