Arabella Malik, the lethal American mob boss's daughter.
The beauty of the nineteen-year-old was well-known. Her hourglass figure and glowing grey eyes-which mirrored her father's, had practically everyone praising the ground she walked on.
Arabella...
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✰ Ａｒａｂｅｌｌａ✰
"𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐞"
"Where the fuck were you?"
I flinched at the hostile tone my brother used.
He looked pissed.
And believe me when I say that when Nicolo gets upset, it's the end of the world for whoever it's directed at.
Rest in peace, me.
My prior headache began to return as I moved past him and into my room.
He walked into the room and slammed the door shut, "You smell like a man."
"Nicolo," I warned, sharply looking at him.
"No Arabella, I was worried sick," I groaned as I sat down on the bed, sliding my palm across my cheek.
"Kara told you I left," I recalled, turning to face the wall beside his head.
"She told me you went home," He clarified again, drawing closer to me.
"I just spent the night at a guy's place," I murmured, his eyes darkened.
Oh god.
"Who," He demanded calmly. Too calmly.
"No idea, it was random." I shrug.
"You're lying to me."
"And how do you know that?" My brows arched.
"It's a twin thing," He muttered as he sat down next to me.
"Now tell me," He started, turning his entire focus to me.
"What or who are you keeping from me?"
I took a deep breath and turned away from him. I debated whether or not to tell the truth.
It was difficult to keep anything from Nicolo. I knew that from the beginning, but I also understood that keeping this a secret from him wouldn't be easy.
He was going to find out sooner or later, so telling him now was probably the best solution.
I just hoped he wouldn't freak.
I turn to face him and neatly slide onto the bed, patting the space in front of me. He gives me a sceptical look, but he did as I motioned.
"You can't freak out," I said slowly.
He frowned and gave me a hard look.
"Wha—
"Promise me, Nicolo." I cut him off and placed my pinkie finger in front of him.
