Greyson Verro
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Walking down the stairs, I see momma.
"You look beautiful darling." She smiles at me. I go into hug her. She leans up to my ear.
"I'm so sorry." I pull away about to question her before papa walks into the room.
"Catherine andiamo. Porta la ragazza."
(Catherine let's go. Bring the girl)
"C'mon sweetie." I follow them out the door about to get in the limousine.
Someone grabs onto my wrist and I turn around. Papa pulls me close to him. "You look like a slut." He whispers in my ear before dropping my hand.
I sigh and get in the back seat.
After a long drive, we arrive at this huge mansion. Cars are parked on the grass and lots of people are walking in.
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The mansion they are at ^
Three men are following behind us as we step out of the car. Bodyguards. Of course.
I try walking in, independently, but papa grabs my hand. Hard. Ouch.
"Go follow your mother. Don't fucking talk to anyone, keep your head down and watch for me bambina piccola."
(little girl)
I nod and follow mama.
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Teen Fiction"I don't have feelings for him." I lied to my father. He looked me up and down, disgust on his face. Greyson clenched his jaw. "Get out." He raised his voice from the corner. "Excuse me?" My father looked back at Greyson. Is he crazy? Greyson has...
