A CRIMINAL Is In Love With Me

I'll take it slow.

(Guys if you read my other stories then you would know I am not good at all these um...mature context. So i am sorry if its not as good as everyone elses and trust me there are better writing...so I will try my best)

I was jumpy. Like a good jumpy. I was also excited that when Michael came through from the back after Ace slow approval, I couldn't stop talking. I knew all 3 of them were getting annoyed. 

I even asked Zara to pressure Jason into telling her where we are going. And now I know what to wear on this date. Is it even a date?

"Girl calm down. I am sure your over reacting. Just get your ass in the shower and let me fix your makeup!" Michael clapped his hands and blew kisses. I laughed at his pillow lips smacking together.

Jazmine laughed. "I think I found the perfect outfit."

She walked out my room and Zara rushed me in the shower.

After that nervous shower, I gotten out did my hygiene and left the bathroom with my undergarments on. I turned to the bed and saw the most breathtaking outfit. It wasn't fancy yet wasn't simple either. It was perfect. Just like this moment.

I smiled and gotten dressed. I dried my hair and texted the guys to come back in. Michael sat me down and crouched in front of me and started my make up while Jazmine kneeled in the back of me on the bed and started pressing the heat to my hair creating huge diva curls.

1 hour later they were both finished and I slipped on my heels walking slowly in front of the mirror. God I looked...New. I starting fanning myself and turned to my friends.

"Oh god don't cry. I put my sweat and tears I that makeup!" I laughed at Michael scared face.

"Oh shush!" Zara flicked her wrist, "You did the makeup, I pushed her in the shower, and Jazmine did the hair and outfit. We all put our sweat and tears in this." Zara kissed my cheek. 

"Have fun he's downstairs."

I took a deep breath and walked out the room.

"And use protection!"

They laughed as I flicked the finger to Michael. such as jackass sometimes.

***

I was nervous. And Italian Mafia's leaders before me are never nervous. My palms were getting sweaty and I was starting to second guess myself. Is this safe? What if someone recognize her? Oh god what if I make a fool of myself? 

When I heard clicking's and footsteps my eyes lazily trailed upwards to the front of the staircase. Beautiful was honestly a huge understatement.

She looked so Mozzatiato. *Breathtaking*

Her hands was rubbing her arms nervously as she shifted from feet to feet. Her cheeks were rosy red and her lips was between her teeth, eyes glancing back and forth. Red looks so hot on her.

Its now my new favorite color.

I walked closer to her cupping her cheeks. Her greenish blueish eyes raised up to me and it twinkled with excitement and awe. I pressed my lips to hers pulling back before it gotten heated. 

"You look beautiful my love."

"T-thanks Ace."

I Chuckled and interlock our fingers. "Dinner?"

"Of course."

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"That's how I got my tattoo!" She was laughing crumbs flying out her mouth but I didn't care. Her hair was blowing from the wind and her eyes tearing a bit. She was absolutely stunning.