Manhattan, New York
Next day
*In a coffee shop*'What happened to you why are you looking so lost? "Asked Rose.
"There was this guy I think you know him. He is a famous artist who came as a chief guest for our event. " Said Dontella.
"You are talking about The Vincent Diaz? The daddy for all the artist? " Asked Rose.
"Yes I am talking about him and what daddy? What are you even saying are you okay? " Asked Dontella.
" He is built like a Greek god with a hand of an ancient artist." Said Rose looking lost in her dreams of him.
"Okay now tell me what's the matter with you and how does he came in the picture? " Said Rose coming out of her Dreamland.
"Yesterday I met him in the event he came towards me and praised me for my dance. Then out of nowhere he started to call me Little devil and when I ignored him and started to talk with some guy he threatened that guy to stay away from me and told me I am his. " Said Dontella in one breath.
"Wow that's so hot. He gave you a nickname I read alot of book and the guys from there act the same. He is so in love with you girl. " Said Rose.
"He is a creep who just wants to claim that I am his but he can't do anything and anyways he does not even live here so i have nothing to worry about and you don't try to think that it's hot Or anything because it is not hot. The only thing which is hot is my book boyfriends nothing else. " Said Dontella with authority and determination.
Soon they left the coffee shop and went to their respective places. On the other hand Vincent was working on his paintings while also trying to catch the theif.
He was trying hard to not disturb her like a gentleman but it was getting hard for him to lay low. It's been almost a month and he decided to shift his work and life from menchester to Manhattan just so he could be more close to her.
Vincent p.o.v-
Just because I am not trying to keep you with me doesn't mean I forgot about you little devil. You are certainly mine and I would make sure that you know that too.
It's been a month since I met you.Dontella house
*At night*Dontella was trying to forget about that incident but it was still stuck with her, she was just happy because she no longer has to face him and it's been a month since she last saw him. She went back to her normal routine without any problem but she still sometimes think about him and his words. It was just a regular day for her, after dinner she freshen up and laid in her bed still lost in his thoughts but soon sleep took over snd she fell asleep unaware of someone watching her.
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Sorry for late post but here you go guys❤
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Polar Opposites
RomanceVincent- You are mine little devil. Dontella- He is just a creep and i am not his. What happens when a famous artist from Menchester, England and a dance teacher from Manhattan, New York crosses path. Will the sparks fly or something worse happens...