Chapter 18

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Today's finally the mafia ball and now im now my group and I arrived at the destination ready to go in. Yeah Im with my friends today, I already told my family about it.

We all went inside and as expected many people from other mafia groups were already there. We walked to our table and I saw that it was just next to my family's table.

"Oh princess your already here. You look splendid" Dad said to me and hugged me, gently kissing my head.

"Yeah you do. But now we have to stop many boys from looking at you" Elliote groaned

"Agreed. I guess we'll be going with some blood on my knife tonight" Stefan smirked

"Stop saying such none sense. And if ever someone looks at me wrongly, then they're dead"

"Good"  My grandma said proudly

"Yes hon. Kick them where the sun doesn't shine"

I sat back down the table with my friends.

"There's so many people here today"

The ball finally starts and I look around cause Im lowkey bored. The person infront just keeps saying names and whatever stuff.

"And the New French Mafia Don, Blake Martin. A round of applause please!"

The moment the man said those names and I saw the person walking to the stage with a cold face I froze.

𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒌𝒆?
𝒀𝒆𝒂𝒉 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔, 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆
𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒐𝒕!
𝑰𝒎 𝒔𝒐𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒆
..........
𝑰 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉
.........

I snapped out of my thoughts after someone shook my shoulder. Hard.

I looked around and saw it was skylar that shook me. All of them were looking at me concerned yet I couldn't care about it.

My gaze was just focused on him, even from afar I could notice that some of his features had changed. He became buffer, taller: I mean he was already 6'0 before but now I think he's 6'4. His right arm was full of tattoos, ear piercings on both ears.

Why did I have to meet him out of all people?

Our memories are already flashing on my mind.

I wanna go home now.

Right as I was about to take my eyes of him, our eyes met and he looked at me. His face was blank but his eyes was held different emotions.

It held longing? And happiness? But why? I mean he broke up with me......

He was already talking about his speech but his eyes never broke from mine

"Yow sis why does that blake man keep looking at you?"

"Yeah. Maybe we should just-"

I shut my brother off by putting my palm at his face.

I couldn't stand this any longer so I stood up and went to the nearest restroom.

After using the restroom for about 7 minutes I went out and immediately bumped my head into a rock hard chest.

A chest? I how?

I looked up and regretted in doing so. Blake was standing looking down at me.

Did he really just stand infront of the women's toilet?

Mind now's not the time!

Yeah I know but Isn't it weird-

Im cut of from my argument with myself.

"Elise..... we need to talk. Follow me"

He took my hands and we walked somewhere private.

I couldn't help but get sparks at the touch.

We arrived to the balcony and he locked the door before standing infront of me.

The closer I got to him the more I admired his features. Oh how much I missed him. Those mystical green eyes, soft plump lips, smooth tan skin, long eyelashes, and his long pointed nose.

"Elise I wanna talk to you about something."

"What?"

"I wanna explain my side of the story"

End Of Chapter: 18

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