Let me tell you something about Cassandra Emilia Fernández she is a force to be reckoned with.Cassandra of course was no ordinary girl with no ordinary life. Unless you consider being daughter of the Spanish mafia,fiance of Valentino the son of the...
Hi again guys please read my story.It may not be the best but im trying really hard.
sobs*😢...pretty pretty please
This chapter is a bit longer than the previous. 😚
3rd PERSONS P.O.V ~~~~
The tears burst forth like water from a dam , spilling down Cassandra's rosey cheeks. She sat on her bed legs crisscrossed an phoned Macy. Also known as Anastasia Macy Augulo who was Cassandra's best friend since they were children. There was not a secret they could keep without telling each other. Even though Macy knew about CASS's dad being the mafia, she seemed intrigued rather than afraid.
CASS P.O.V ~~~~
10 minutes later I just couldn't help the tears from flowing down my face. I slowly reached for my phone deciding to phone Macy.
"Hey sis, what's good?" Macy asked happily.
"Um, Macy please meet me ,um you know where"i said softly as a sob escaped my throath.
"Are you okay?" Macy asked concerned.
I quickly hung up not being able to face her at that moment.
I quickly made my way to the park where she was suppose to meet me. I sat on a bench near the water fountain eagerly waiting for Macy. Where was she? I thought, usually i was the one whos late.
1/2 an hour later
Suddenly someone walked up to me , i just ignored them since i wasn't in the mood.
"Ciao, il mio simpatico cucciolo perché è una bello ragazza come tu piangere in una bella giornata come questa." (<meaning> hi ,my cute puppy why is a beautiful girl like you crying on a beautiful day like this?")someone said in a thick italian accent
"Huh? What did you said?" I asked confused.
"I asked, why is a beautiful girl like you crying on a beautiful day like this? " he softly said with a grin on his face.
"Um..." I couldn't help but let a blush flash across my face turning my face plum red.
Slowly he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear after wiping the tears of my face. Slowly he wispered into my ear "Please don't cry cucciolo, I dont like seeing pretty girls cry!"
Heart 😀 smiling like a freak* Awww he thinks I'm pretty!
Brain 🙈 DON'T say anything STUPID! His hands are sooooo soft.
"Whats a coo-cho-loh?" I asked stupidly. I felt like slapping myself!
"Its actually pronounced cucciolo and it means 'puppy' " he said as he had a smile plastered on his face.
I couldn't help but let a giggle escape my mouth.
Brain 🙊 holds mouth then hits forehead *stupid, stupid girl!
"Whats so funny cucciolo? " he asked me looking curiously intrigued.
"Oh, its just that" I began. Oh NO my brain is telling me shut up but my mouth is doing the exact opposite "you called me puppy." I continued
"Oh, so you like being called puppy? Now dont you? " he chuckled "Just a minute ago you were crying and now you're laughing " he shakes his head "Girls, i just dont get them!"
The smile just disappeared from my face as i thought about my fight with mi padre(<meaning> my father) an hour ago
----------------------------------------------- Hope yourl had fun reading as much as i had fun writing. I will try to update as soon as i can.In the next chapter it has the 'strangers' p.o.v
Who do yourl think is this stranger?
Should he last long in this story?
BTW can anyone buy me chocolate?
Remember your loving author wishes yourl an awesome life...😚
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Im really very very very tired so goodbye for now.
