Savannah

7. Mafia's And Their Periodt

Got any encouraging words for meh?

'cause me feeling sad. :( :'(

Le cry >.<

CHAPTER:-7
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I can't believe this.

Sitting right infront of me was none other than the man I had a fight with at the mall! Our eyes met, and I could see recognition flash in his dark eyes too.

Oh dear. R.I.P. Savannah, it was nice being your inner voice.

The old little lady took her chance to look at me, then back at her grandson, and then at me again. A slow grin spread over her thin lips and her eyes literally gleamed of joy.

"Oh! How wonderful," Granny gushed, pushing me onto the chair right beside his supposedly grandson, "You two already know each other!"

My back slammed against the chair and I winced. Damn. That lady sure has muscles. Ow.

Because unlike someone, she works out. Clearly.

"Yes grandmother," Parking stealer smirked at me, pulling my chair closer to his, "We are very well aquainted. Aren't we, Darling?"

I gave him a 'WTF are you babbling' look, "Actually," I started, shooting him a glare, "I don't even know his name, so-"

"So," Parking stealer cut me off and I shot him a menacing glare, "What brings you here, Savannah?"

"How the fiddlesticks do you know my nam-"

"She saved me from a thief who was trying to steal the handkerchief given by your step-grandfather!" Granny cheered.

"How heroic of you, darling." Parking stealer-   whose name I still didnot know- said, "So do you believe in love at first sight, or should I try to steal your parking again?"

Now it's official. He's dead.

But before I could beat him up with a chair, a waiter already was in the room asking for orders.

After placing our orders- I ordered a simple cheese pasta- as I was not in the mood for eggs this time around, granny went to washroom.

She said something about her bladder not being strong enough.

"Now, tell me how the fudge do you know my name, you creep!" I attacked as soon as senior citizen left to unfill her bladder.

"Creep?" He dared look amused, "That's a first," He laughed.

Oh gosh, his laugh is just SWOON-

No! Get back to hibernation you thirsty hoe!

After my inner thirsty hoe grumbled and went back to hibernation, I banged my fist on the table.

Nothing rattled.

But I didnot let that bother me, "How. Do . You. Know. My. Name?"

"You look like a kitten, trying to be intimidating and all," he patted my head, his gorgeous black eyes shining with humor, "if being cute would be a crime, you'd be guilty as charged."

"What's wrong with you! Answer the damn question, you son of a gun-"

He pressed his hand at the back of my neck and pulled me closer. My hand flattened on his chest and I felt his heart beat erratically as our breath mingled together.

What the fudge is he doing?!

My eyes met his charcoal black eyes and for a moment, it was only us both.

Then I remembered that it was actually only us both in the VVIP ONLY room.

Before I could push him away, he brought his lips up to my ear, his breath fanning against it. And all my thoughts dissappeared.

Except for the question that lingered: IS THIS CONSIDERED AS CHEATING ON TOM HOLLAND?!

My lower lip involuntarily pours out. I don't want to be a cheater!

"Savannah..." he whispered, sending shivers down my spine.

No cheating. No cheating. Control yourself Savannah! You are even saving your first kiss for Tom Holland! All those 19 year of dodging kisses here and there will go down the drain! CONTROL!

My fist clenched on his shirt and I gulped, "Y-Yes?"

"My name..." he mumbled, nibbling on my earlobe, "is Kai. Now, say it."

I closed my eyes, "K-Ka-"

That's when the hotel was invaded, raided, taken over by the mafia.

Literally.

"THIS IS THE MAFIA! EVERYONE STAY WHERE YOU ARE! HANDS IN THE AIR, NO ONE WILL MOVE! WE ARE OVERTAKING THIS HOTEL. PERIOD."

A girl couldn't catch a break now, could she?

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Now I have a question for you guys.

*clears throat*

Will you guys hire an assassin if, IF I discontinued the book?

I am JUST asking.😅😣😖😥😪