Zayan Moskal, arrives at a tattoo shop.
When he arrives he is greeted by a beautiful girl, in-fact the most attractive woman he as ever seen.
And he'll stop at nothing until she is his.
But there is many secrets behind them both.
His psycho ex-girl...
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"Is this your first tattoo, may I ask?"
"Uh, no sorry" he said a little late after, he was staring. "No worries, may I ask were?" I questioned "yeh sure, it's at the top on my back, it a devil wing thing" he said with a slight chuckle.
"you got a tattoo and you don't even know what it is" I said laughing "I know what it is, it's just easier if you look at it" he said laughing along. "Okay then your gonna have to show me it now" I said with a funny voice, "okay look" he said laughing while turning around, he pulled his vest top up from the bottom all the way to the top to reveal his back.
his back was muscular, it was sexy i can't lie, I was drooling all over. It was a decent size, not to big not too small, fit his back perfectly. "holy shit, that's insane" I said with a shocked expression, "where'd you get it done?" I said as he dropped his best to fall back down. he gave me a look, to say 'you should already know' "here?!" I said shocked as I put my gloves on.
"I mean I was hoping you were going to say that but you know" I whisper talk
"Well of course, this place is sick", he said like I should already know "well thats why it's so bloody good" I said with a smirk.
"okay, lay back and we'll get started shall we" I said smiling.
"Okay, I'm going to do a little line, tell me when to begin" I told him, I drew a little line on his soft skin, "okay go" he said with a seductive voice.
"where you from?" He asked, "Bulgaria" I was concentrating, so I sounded serious. "Wait really?" he sounded confused, "yup, your from Italy right?" I wiped away the access ink on his skin looking up, "how'd you know?" he looked confused, I began tattooing again, "I can hear the Italian in you" I said creating the chain on his skin, "shit, really people are shocked when I tell them, there like 'but you don't sound like it though' so I guessed I had no Italian accent" zayan said with an impersonation, "well, I must admit, you voice is not really got an Italian accent to it, but I still can hear it"
"did you grow up in Bulgaria" he questioned, "yeh I grew up there most of my life, I moved here when I was 16 years" I said while imprinting his skin with ink, "wait how old are you?" He asked.
"24"
"shit, you've been here not to long then"
"yup, how old are you? And did you grow up in Italy?"
"Im, 27 and yeah, Italy was amazing, so amazing places to visit, but I had to move over here for work when I was 16"
"Wait work? 16" I questioned while looking up confused and wiping the access ink, "ha, yeh it's complicated" he let out a slight chuckle. "I know people can work at 16, but like moving for work while you 16, to another country" I said in shock, looking at him "as I said it's complicated, can we change the subject" he said with a serious tone.
"yeh sure, family?" I said thinking of a conversation, "my mom, she's the sweetest, she helped me through all my troubles as a kid" he said smiling "my father" he said rolling his eyes, his mood completely changed "an ass, anything but a father" again rolling his eyes while biting his cheek, "and my younger brother, enzo, he's a little shit, but god I love him" he said smiling "he's 19 too" he said looking at me.
"Aww, your family sounds so sweet, but I'm sorry about your dad" I said with a comforting smile, he smiled back "how about you?"
"God where do I start" I said beginning to imprint his skin again, "my ma, I love her so fucking much, like she's the best mother, I could ask for even though she acts like my big sister, sometimes I forget she's my mother" I said smiling "my dad, I love him dearly, he also acts like my big brother" I also said smiling, I would mention how there both sociopaths and incredibly intimidating and confident, I just didn't want to frighten him for who we really are, "then there's my twin sister, Ilina"
"Wait, your a twin?" Zayan said while scrunching his eyebrows, "mhm" I said not sounding exited, "guess your not happy with that" he said laughing, I was about to speak when "Irina and Ilina" he was saying to himself, "god, if I meet your family, im going to be terribly confused" he made sure I heard the 'terribly' "haha, there's more, just wait", "shit more siblings?" He spoke with a shocked tone, "well my sister, she a little shit also but, I love her more than anything, she's so caring and sweet she's the complete opposite to me" I said smiling, "what do you mean complete opposite?" he questioned.
"well, I'm the more outgoing, more confident one if you put it that way" I said rolling my eyes, "and Ilina, the sweet, caring, loving one, we get told that we're the devil and the angel" I scoffed "really?" scrunching his eyebrows slightly, "yup it's pathetic I cringe at the fact we're called that, but then there's my brothers" I change the subject quickly, "Ivan, he might aswell be my twin, I'm literally the same as him even tho he's 21, and my eldest brother Ivaylo he's 22, he's a basically like me and Ivan but, he's a sweetheart inside really, he just doesn't like to admit it" I said smiling.
"I like how all your names start with I" he said smiling back, "yeah, we love it to be honest, it's different, not may kids are named that way" I smiled back at him.
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