Aurora Glashow is a princess raised in a high-class society. Growing up Aurora has only known noble people. She would only wear ball gowns along with crowns; servants who would come to her every aid, chariots, and of course lots of money. This all c...
Mike Bloodwood stares at Aurora's pretty blue eyes. They looked dazzling on a snowy winters eve.
Aurora sat there stiffly, she was unsure on what to do.
"Mike so happy to see you. What brought you back so soon from your trip to Paris?", the mob boss smiled.
Mike did not smile back, "Yes father, I came back because I heard we had a visitor. And like a good host I am, I immiednety came back quickly".
Mike Bloodwood walks by Aurora sits beside her.
They both stare into eachother souls.
It felt magical. Like they were battling on top of a rainbow against a leprechaun. Or if they were on the moon, floating around. Aurora's eyes sparked, she smooths her perfectly untouched hair, that someone still looks good after her kidnapping. Mike Bloodwood with his cold black eyes looked into Aurora and he knew she was diferent.
She wasn't like other girls. Mike smooths out his black suit that he for some reason wears all the time and never takes off. They countine to stare into eachother souls and time slows down. Mike snarls and some unknown reason Aurora liked it even though she should've jumped out of the window the moment they locked eyes.
"Lets dig in? Shall we?", Mike's father chimes in.
Aurora and Mike unlock eyes.
"Yes, we shall", says Mike.
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