𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 | The oldest daughter of the Don to the Latin mafia hasn't had it easy in life so far growing up in a not so loving household made her have to learn how to build herself back from what her father destroyed and trust no one...
A little bit of a short chapter I'm so sorry but it's something alright.
Also so there isn't any confusion : Daniel Miller = Damien Volkov Maya Davis = Mara Clemente Ok?
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~Mara Clemente~
Ugh, fucking dumbass spilled his drink on Esme and I. Asshole didn't even apologize for fucks sake, wait a secondddd why was he kind of tall and built well damn I wish I saw his face ...and other things ...
No, no absolutely not stop with these thoughts y'a horny bitch.
I need to go find the others so we can go home I've had enough for one night. I search for Bianca on the dance floor to see Bianca as usual shaking her ass on some random guy. Typical. I call out for her a few times before she notices me she looks up at the guy gives him a quick peck before wiggling her way over to me. She immediately notices the red drink spilled all over my dress.
"Clumsy now are we what happened to the masterpiece you peasants call a dress"
"Asshole spilled his drink on me and Esme can we go home now?"
"Ugh I wanna stay I was about to get laid"
"Bianca you fucking idiot you drag me all the way over here when I didn't want to go and now I get a drink spilled all over me and you're here talking about getting laid?" well that was a bit harsh "look I'm sorry I just-"I couldn't even finish the sentence before she cuts me off.
"Well don't act like it was all too bad because we all saw you grinding on some hot guy with the widest smile plastered all across your face"
Silence.
Pure silence.
"Yea how about that you bitch"
More silence.
"I just came here and I can already feel the tension now let's get your drunk asses out of here" Esme's cute ass voice interrupts as she drags both of us out of the bar.
"You have a cute voice" I mutter before I can even stop the words.
She sighs and keeps making her way to the door. Once we're out B begins to whine again about how hot the guy she was 'dancing' with was and how much of a cockblocker Esme and I are we both ignore her and just roll our eyes and get in the car shoving a mad cockblocked B in the back seat and Esme pulls out of the parking lot and drives us back home.
