𝙞𝙞𝙞. 𝙁𝙞𝙛𝙩𝙚𝙚𝙣 ; this night ain't for the faint of heart.

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iii. fifteen: ❝ this ain't for the faint of heart ❞

 fifteen: ❝ this  ain't for the faint of heart ❞

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𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠:  wicked ones - dorothy

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The festivities of the Shelby Charity Foundation Dinner continued to swirl and dance around, Finn Shelby, the youngest of the Shelby brothers, found himself engaged in hearty laughter with Isaiah, his closest friend and confidant. Their camaraderie was a beacon of warmth amidst the opulent grandeur of the event, their easy banter a testament to the bond forged through years of shared experiences and unwavering loyalty.

But amidst their laughter, Finn and Isaiah's attention was suddenly drawn to a figure gliding gracefully through the crowd, a vision in golden attire that seemed to illuminate the grand lobby with her mere presence.

"Oi, Isaiah, look, it's Marianna!" Finn exclaimed, his voice carrying a hint of excitement as he nudged his mate's arm.

Isaiah's eyes sparkled with recognition and joy, his grin widening at the sight of the older lady they hadn't laid eyes on for two long years. "Well, I'll be buggered. It's been donkey's years."

Filled with anticipation, Finn and Isaiah hustled toward Marianna, their strides quickening like eager kids running to greet a cherished elder.

"Oi, Mari! Mar! Marianna!" Finn called out, his voice brimming with youthful energy as they approached her. "Nice to see your mug again!"

Isaiah chimed in, grinning warmly. "Been a while, Mar. We've felt the void without your constant nattering."

Marianna turned at the sound of familiar voices, her eyes alight with genuine pleasure as she beheld Finn and Isaiah approaching. Their youthful energy was infectious, bringing a smile to her lips as they closed the distance between them.

Finn, with his boyish charm and mischievous grin, stepped forward sheepishly, a twinkle of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Well, would you look at that? You're positively glowing tonight. Must be the golden dress.".

"I have to agree with Finn, Mar. You look stunning as always." Isaiah, ever bold and unapologetic, couldn't resist letting his admiration show as he openly admired Marianna's appearance.

"Oh, you two always know just how to flatter a lady," Marianna couldn't help but chuckle at their antics, a fond smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "But enough with the compliments. How have you been, my boys? Keeping out of trouble, I hope?"

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