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"I'm yours

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"I'm yours."
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🌙*""There's no such thing as good money or bad money.There's just money."

                                -Lucky Luciano










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It had been three days since Luca finally allowed me to go back to work as well as college, to which I missed out on a lot of work that I needed to catch up on.

Much to Luca's dismay however, I had to force him to take me home considering I was starting to feel uncomfortable. Whenever I passed Blake I would see him shoot nasty glares in my direction when Luca wasn't looking and the amount of staff that Luca had honestly terrified me a little.

Plus, Luca's parents were coming back from their trip and Luca still hadn't told them about the incident we were in, meaning our first encounter would be really awkward. Although I didn't know what Luca and I were yet, I still wanted to make a good first impression when I did finally meet them.

Or if I finally would meet them.

But within those three days, Luca never bought up our near kiss that Damien interrupted, or what I thought would be our first kiss at least. I wanted to bring it up myself but whenever I had the chance to do so I immediately went shy, quickly babbling to Luca about something unimportant.

But I had hoped we would finally bring up the near kiss at some point...

"Rory what happened to your arm?!" Belle's alerted voice instantly pulls me out of my thoughts before I glance over to the brunette who was staring at my slightly bruised arm with worry.

"Oh n-nothing serious. I just slipped and banged my arm on the ground." I explain before Belle only gives me a doubtful look.

"Rory I was an army medic for the last five years. I can tell that you didn't just 'slip'." Belle comments before she air quotes the word slip.

"But I did! I promise I'm not lying." I reply back whilst I finished making Belle's cup of tea before handing it over to her to which she responds back with a thank you.

"Hmm." Belle hums before she sips on her tea.

Belle was Anastasia's best friend ever since they were both caught by the police for instigating a fight outside the school, brass knuckles involved and everything, they were both fourteen.

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