Hi guys!! This story is inspired by Colombians infamous "drug lord" Pablo Escobar. This story will also be a bitttt inspired by a Netflix series called the "Narcos" but It won't be following the exact story line as in you see in the series. This is...
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—🛍️— ————————- Isabella's pov: ————————- It's been a few months since Pablo proposed to me in the gardens of flowers. I think about it every day and every night, I can't help but think how lucky I've gotten with Pablo.
Every time I look at him I feel butterflies inside of me and I get all excited and giddy. He makes me feel so special. He treats me like every other woman would want to be treated.
We started the wedding arrangements a couples weeks after he proposed. Everything has gone by smoothly but now it's time for the hard part. The dress.
I've always been very nervous picking outfits for special days and a wedding is even worse!
Pablo advised me to start going dress shopping for the wedding and ofcourse I wish that Pablo could go with me but one of the biggest rules of a wedding is that the Groom can't see the brides dress since it a surprise.
"Cmon princessa take my mom and yours if you want and they'll help you, Kay?" He looks down at me with those lovely eyes he has. I nod at him and he slips something in my purse and smacks my behind so I can get going.
He tells Gustavo to drive me around wherever I wanted to for the day, I get in the car and awkwardly look at Gustavo "adonde vamos Isa?" I tell him to go to the shopping center. He nods at me and we start driving.
Something I like about Gustavo is that he can show his true side with me. Ever since we were kids he always wanted to be like Pablo, tough, strong, fearless and powerful.
Ever since he has put his mind on that he's never really had time to joke around with anyone. But when we are alone oh boy do we have fun. (Not like that guys 😭)
The car ride is silent so I look at Gustavo and he looks at me. He raises an eyebrow in confusion but I quickly jerk my head towards the radio. He smirks at bit and he starts to slowly raise the volume.
We both laugh and start singing at the top of our lungs. He raises down the windows and we start having a blast. The song is in English so he dosent really know the words so he just mumbles which makes me crack up.
Well he does know the rhythm so that's all that counts. As the music comes to an end we are out of breathe and the car comes to a halt since we arrived at the shopping center. As I'm about to get out I quickly spare a glance at the mirror and Istare in shock.
My hairs a mess! I look at Gustavo since he can tell that I'm panicking at my appearance right now. He tells me to calm down so I do and he pulls out a brush out the front of the car.
