Chapter 17

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Many, many, many months later, Francesco, Filippo and (Y/N)'s journey to enlightenment was over. Sethy-boii had made an executive and Godly decision that it was time to move on, and return to their lives with their spirits cleansed.

However, something had been gnawing away at (Y/N) from their first conversation with Filippo. Thoughts of... what they used to be kept flitting into their memory.

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(Y/N) had a dark secret that no-one- not even Sethy-boii- knew about. 

(Y/N) used to be in a gang. But not just any gang. They were a member of; Ford's Form Fighters.

Made up of three formidable assassins, Amanda Ford, Maxin Presssdcot and, the worst of them all; Emily Belshaw. (This Emily Belshaw was the same Emily Belshaw that had brutually killed Lottie's entire family btw incase you can't keep up. *cough cough I see you Maddie*).

(Y/N) wasn't directly involved in the assassination- they just made the tea, but still. Being involved in such a prestigious gang as Ford's Form Fighters wasn't too good, tbf.

When (Y/N) discovered that Emily Belshaw had killed Francesco and Filippo's former falme's family,their newly built world that they had created fell apart.

Slowly (Y/N)'s feelings towards Francesco had started to change. They'd tried to scrunch them up into a little ball, so easy to throw away, but (Y/N)'s feelings could not be tamed.

They started to think every day about how his rock-hard his rock-hard abs had felt, about how inviting his lips had looked when he was eating spaghetti....

'Oh shit!!!1!!' (Y/N) exclaimed suddenly, 'I'm in love with him!'

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