𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐁𝐲 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐞

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𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

Aria was scared for her life and couldn't understand what this very familiar man is doing in her house.

His accent very familiar too.

"Yes, your issues!" He says and she found herself laughing at this arrogant thieve, he looks very familiar as if she has seen him before but she can't put her finger on it.

He looks like he stepped right out of a book. Full of fantasies, where all the perfect looking men are made.

She keeps quiet just looking at him still on her guard, he takes the opportunity to talk again "Was my car not enough?" He asks and that's when it hit her like a big wave, it's the arrogant man who ruined her all too beautiful dress.

The one who spoke in another language.

Her jaw dropped to the floor, a gasp making its way out of her mouth looking back and forth between his eyes.

He wants revenge. He is here to kill me for doing that to his car I should've known. She thinks scared not waisting another second before she yells at him "It's you! You're here to kill me aren't you?"

He has confusion written all over his face, chewing on the inside of his mouth his chest rising and falling due to the running after her and then ditching cups.

"Kill you? Listen you crazy woman, it's clear you have an obsession with me and if you'd let me help you we can get you back in from where you escaped from..." He says carefully, his hands now on the table counter, he blows the hair from his forehead up seeing her hands also on the table.

She looks at him is disgust, her brows making a little wrinkle due to her frowning, she acknowledged that he is much bigger,taller and stronger than her and this is his way of lurking her in to kill her just because of lipstick.

"I am mentally stable. So all I'm asking you is to leave my house and please just forget about the lipstick it wasn't such a big deal!" She tries her best to reassure him and he scoffs clearing his throat "Oh but it was a big deal. You don't even know how expensive that car actually is do you?"

"No. And neither do I care."

"If you do continue like this I can't promise that something bad won't happen to you..." He warns her, well aware of the tautness in his tone.

I knew it! HE IS HERE TO MURDER ME.
I was drawing a heart on a serial killer's car window!!

She gulps slowly sliding her hand across the table keeping direct eye contact with him to make sure he doesn't see her next move...

Lucas is watching her closely, it's such a shame that all her beauty has to go to waste just because she's mentally unstable. The thoughts race through his mind, she is quiet, while waiting for her response he takes the time to give her a well earned look, she has a serious yet scared expression on her face, her enormous hazel eyes filled with doubt, a straight nose and generous full natural pink lips, her glossy long chestnut hair swinging past her face touching her elbows.

He notices how her eyes quickly moved away from his towards her right hand, a grin making its way to his face she really is crazy she is reaching for the knife.

By the speed of light before he could even think twise the knife flies past his head straight into the wall and his eyes went wide.

A second later she is throwing almost everything she lays her pretty little hands on towards him, "Just.leave.me.alone!" Yet again with each word a new object is heading his way while all he is trying to do is ditch "You're crazy!" He yells back at her and she has a murderous look on her face.

In the corner of his eye he sees the bowl full of fruit and doesn't hesitate when reaching out for an apple heading towards her head but he missed, her mouth fall open to that and she stops in her movement "No! You didn't! I could've eaten that!"

"Well heads up sweetheart here is another!" He yells throwing her with an lemon this time it hit her upper arm and she starts crying... He looks at her in disbelief was it really that hard?

What is he supposed to do now?
"Hey... Listen I'm sorry." He says walking up to her reaching his hand out to touch her shoulder but she moves away from his touch running out of the kitchen and just like that the crying stops.

Of course it was all an act.

He groans not sure what to do now.

It has been about 15 minutes now and she still didn't come down from up stairs, he tried calling her a few times but she wouldn't answer.

He decided to start picking up the mess she had made just when the doorbell rang.

Opening the door there are three police officers standing there glaring at him.

"Can I help you-"

"You are coming with us." The one says reaching out for Luca's hands to handcuff him and God isn't he confused.

"What are you doing?" He asks "You are being arrested for breaking in, and assaulting Miss Aria Standfort, everything you say can and will be hold against you by the court of law, you have the right to an attorney-"

"This is my house! That woman up there is crazy! She broke into my house!" He explains and this causes the men to look at each other unsure of what to do now.

"Well...she laid the charges against you so you can explain everything at the police station."

He rolls his eyes and before the man can handcuff him he turns around and hits him with a head causing him to fall the the ground holding onto his nose.

Who is he to handcuff me? Fucking asshole.

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