His Lucky Shot

Break up

Ivy

I am so full, what the fuck. We cooked a huge ass meal and I ate too much, I am bloated as shit right now.

"It's time." Indi speaks all of a sudden and they all turn to each other nodding, what fucking cult is this?

"Time for what? I mean, it's fucking six pm." I say, dumbfounded.

"For your second gift, sweetheart." Dante says and I nod, still lost. "So, like, y'all going to kill me?" Liv and her twin burst out laughing.

"Everyone takes their own cars, we follow Dante's." Xav says, eyes locked on mine, he knows damn well that Dante isn't a fan, he smiles.

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Dante motherfucking Armani. If this isn't love then i don't know what love is.

The car seats are black and purple, you see those dangling things by the rear view mirror, it's Aura and void.

Purple LED's. A custom playlist. Chase Atlantic.

I'm so gone.

We've been driving for almost an hour now. Dante usually does the driving for me, unless I am travelling alone of course.

We pass by the airport to a hanger.

D. Armani. Oh, he's rich rich.

6 private jets lined up like they belong there. 3 black ones, 1 white one, a baby blue one, a golden white one, and right at the end a baby pink one, he got it for her!

Indi is the first out of her car, running to the blue jet, every one else running to theirs I guess. Dante are the last ones out of our cars. He comes over to me pulling me closer to him.

"Merry Christmas baby."

"Dante she's slow, dumb it down to her!" Kai yells, now inside his jet. What the fuck.

He kisses my cheek, " You see the pink one over there?"

I nod. "It's all yours baby."

My breath hitches, I stop moving.

"No."

"I don't take any no's, Ivy." He's dead serious, jaw clenched and shit.

"A private jet is too much." I sigh.

"Is it too much?" Liv asks me and I nod. "It isn't." Dante says immediately.

He walks me over to the pink jet, it's so pretty. It's mine?

The initials. I.E.R.A, Ivy Elianna Rhodes, A? Armani.

"What's the A for?" I look up at him. "Armani." He doesn't even hesitate to answer.

"Are you saying you want to marry me?" I giggle.

"No sweetheart, I will marry you, and that's a promise."

"What if I don't want to get married though?" I counter and he groans. "Not now baby." I laugh.

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Major time skip to August 2025*

Last show, last competition, our last dance.

I'm performing alone, Im supposed to be performing with some of my classmates but the dick is just too good I guess.

Tadow.

Dante gets to me in seconds, fucking finally.

We broke up. Deadass.

This morning to be exact, not really but we had an argument about him beating Kris up cause he called me a bitch and he just assumed I was defending him, which I wasn't because it really wasn't worth it.