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"𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘛 𝘠𝘌𝘈 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛𝘚 𝘔𝘠 𝘓𝘐𝘓 𝘚𝘏𝘐𝘛 𝘚𝘏𝘌 𝘈𝘐𝘕'𝘛 𝘎𝘖𝘐𝘕𝘎 𝘕𝘖𝘞𝘌𝘈 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘗𝘜𝘚𝘚𝘠 𝘗𝘙𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘠 𝘐𝘛 𝘎𝘌𝘛 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘓 𝘊𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘔𝘠 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘐𝘛 𝘈𝘐𝘕'𝘛 𝘎𝘖𝘛 𝘕𝘖 𝘏𝘈𝘐𝘙. 𝘚𝘏𝘌 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘉𝘈𝘋𝘋𝘌𝘚𝘛 𝘏𝘖𝘌𝘚 𝘊𝘈𝘕'𝘛 𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘗𝘈𝘙𝘌 𝘉𝘌𝘛𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘕𝘖𝘛 𝘌𝘌𝘕 𝘎𝘖 𝘋𝘌𝘈." -𝗠𝗠






" -𝗠𝗠

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𝗪𝗣𝗕.𝗙𝗟📍🌴
𝟲:𝟮𝟱𝗣𝗠

♥𝗬𝗔𝗡𝗜 𝗞𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗢𝗥♥

About 2 ⅕ hours passed as Samurai pulled up to vallet parking at an Italian restaurant called Cipriani located downtown Miami.

Samurai put his glock in his briefs gathering his things as the doors rises open.

"Ma stay right dea." He demanded popping his trunk.

Yani nodded her head pulling out her lip gloss.

Samurai pulled out a banquet of 100 hot pink roses wrapped in a light pink paper with gold swirls around it.

Walking up to her side of the car, she widen her eyes as she rubbed her lips together.

"Baeee!" Samurai held his free hand out, as she grabbed it and steppped outs of the car he handed her the roses.

"Hmm sexy face."

"Oh my God they are so prettyyyy." She exclaimed hugging them against her chest.

Samurai chuckled, handing his keys to the Vallet guy and handing him some money.

Coming back towards Yani, he grabbed her free hand heading into the restaurant.

"Hi may I have a name for the reservation?" A hostess questioned standing behind a podium.

"Rai." Nodding her head she following her pen looking for his name.

"Okayy.. you guys can follow me." She smiled leading them through the luxurious restaurant allowing the smell of food being cooked reach their nostrils making Yani more hungry.

They ended up at an empty table giving a really beautiful water front view.

This is niceee he doing his big one 

"Thank you guys for joining us this evening, a waitress will be with you shortly."

"Thank you." Yani stated as she sat in their velvet white chair.

Samurai sat across from her trying to get himself comfortable with his Glock in the way.

"Ma put yo flowers right dea." He nodded towards a velvet blue couch on the side of them.

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