Dark Flower

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟝 - 𝔽𝕚𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕒*:☆ﾟ. ───

Previously...

He paid for the dress and we left. On the way home I couldn't stop saying thank you. 

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We had reached home. I'd asked for some privacy to get changed. Kent - I mean Kentaro - was in the room, changing into his suit while I was in the bathroom fitting into my new dress. I slipped into it and it was gorgeous. The wine-red dress looked beautiful and bold with my brown hair.  I smiled and twirled in the mirror getting a 360 view of the dress on me. I did my hair in a half-up half-down style again, but with a braid going around the back of my head. I wasn't really excited about the party my parents were hosting, but one of my friends from the UK was coming. He was a part of the royal family - Mason. We have been close friends since childhood. 

I unlocked the bathroom door and stepped into my room. Kentaro's eyes were lingering over my curves and I felt like I was heating up. I swallowed the lump in my throat and looked at his suit. It was black, but he had worn wine-red gloves which were the same colour as my dress. Then, the realisation hit me, "Wait a minute. Did you get this dress for me so you and me could match?" He smirked and tugged on his gloves, stepping forward towards me and lifting my head up with his hand. "Maybe." His eyes were staring into mine - softly but at the same time, desperate. Desperate for something I don't want to know. The guests were already here, so we had to hurry up.

I feel like I folded there. "What do you mea-." He cut me off, "Don't speak, Ella, darling, or your sweet boyfriend will hear us." Boyfriend? I don't have a boyfriend. Then it hit me. He was talking about Mason. "Oh, you mean Mason? He's just a friend. He's like a brother to me." That wasn't completely a lie or completely the truth, but I wouldn't tell my bodyguard about my personal life. "Darling, I know you like him. But I'll make sure that when you're dancing with him, you'll only have eyes on me." I felt like digging a hole and burying myself in the ground. This guy was crazy. And I would be a liar if I said I didn't like it.

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We went down the stairs into the ballroom. Kentaro followed behind me. I felt like his eyes were piercing through my back. I know he was looking at me. I had heels on; the same colour as my dress. I had soft makeup on, but fiery eyeliner. I think I look amazing. When we reached down, I started turning my eyes around and searching for Mason. My face lit up seeing him and I ran towards him. While running, I almost tripped over but Kentaro had come and caught me. He held my wrists firmly. "Careful, darling. You could damage your money-making machine. Aka, your face." I scoffed and brushed my shoulders against him. I walked towards Mason. 

"Hey, Mason. Long time no see." Oh gosh. Long time no see? That was so embarrassing. "Hi, splendida ragazza*." He chuckled. "Oh my gosh! You learnt it in Italian?" I jumped up and hugged him. He caught me in his arms. He must've seen Kentaro glaring at him, because he asked, "Who is that? You didn't tell me you had a boyfriend, amor mio*." I looked back and scoffed. "He's my bodyguard - Kentaro. Sorry about him." I laughed nervously. Mason was gorgeous. His blonde hair was curly and falling on his face and his blue eyes looked like the Maldives. He was wearing a navy blue suit made of velvet. Oh gosh, he was so cute. Mason wasn't my type, but he was an exception. He is unbelievably good-looking. Kentaro was exactly my type, but his personality is rotten. And he's my bodyguard. It'll be weird to like him. I hate his stubbornness.

"May I have a dance, Moretti?" He offered. "Of course," I laughed, placing my hands on his shoulders. The music was romantic and fit the mood so well. We were doing the waltz across the marble ballroom floor, when suddenly, Mason took my face in his palm and whispered into my ear, "I like you, Fiorella. I want to marry you." I was shocked. I'm not sure if I should be happy or not. Mason was perfect, and I, on the other hand; wasn't. I would ruin everything if he would marry me. I started sweating. "Your parents approve, love. We can get married." I was growing nervous. I liked him, so why was I so scared?  "Fiorella? You there?" His voice was a blur.

Then mid-way through dancing, Kentaro broke my thoughts open,

"Darling, I know you like him. But I'll make sure that when you're dancing with him, you'll only have eyes on me." 

It was echoing in my head and ricocheting off the walls of my skull. It was hurting so much. 

I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him. I had to look at him.

I looked at him.

Shit.

Look away, Fiorella. Look away.

I couldn't look away.

He was right.

I hate him with my heart.

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splendida ragazza* = stunning girl

amor mio* = my love

Sorry, this chapter is kind of short (like around 1090 words) but considering I just released chapter 4 yesterday, this is amazing. I wrote all of this in school lol 😅

Anyways... which team r u on??
'Team Mason' or 'Team Kentaro' comment below :) (personally kentaro is superrr fine)

Also, I described Mason with 'blue eyes like the Maldives' because I'm an f1 fan. Do you watch f1 coz I love it 🤭

Bye bye, love you :)