Dominic Holland and Alfred Y/L/N have been friends since they were in grade school. Decades later they both have wives, children, and run two of the most dangerous mobs in London. What happens when they sign a contract to make one of them the most p...
Wassup guys I'm back! Btw comment what time it is when you read this. I love this song^ it's so empowering! #girlpower Shoutout to my friends: haz_h0llandx and Iwantanomelette because they're just awesome Mwah! Now on with our children of Jesus. This chapter is Y/n being the bad bitch she is.
s/t- Your skin tone
e/c- Your eye color
Y/n's P.O.V.
I can't believe he snapped like that, but why should I care? He doesn't want to be around me let alone be married to me for god knows how long. I packed my things as I let tears free fall down my face, this is one of the reasons why I don't wear makeup. When you cry, and believe me you will, it's will make you look like an ugly crier whether you are or not. I don't need makeup anyway, I like to consider myself a natural beauty, with my s/t and e/c which pops against my skin tone.
I was finished packing so I slung the duffel bag which I had packed the necessities, I'm going off the grid until further notice. If I got lucky they would think I'm dead, as I walked out Harrison stood in front of me blocking my way. "Harrison. Move" I said sternly, "Y/n hear me out, I know your mad but Tom made a mistake, and he feels horrible." I rolled my eyes, "yeah, our engagement was the mistake" I walked past him down the hall. I looked down realizing I'm still in my bathing suit, I quickly dived into the closest bathroom and changed.
I changed into a cute green and white stipped spaghetti strap romper. I slipped on some sandals and ran out as fast as possible without using my powers.
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I ran out into the foyer and heard Harrison calling for me, but he soon stopped, me being stupid and curious I turned to face him. He had a mix between a horrified and overjoyed look on his face. "What?" I asked, more like demanded, "your tattoo" he said, stunned. "What about it?" I asked looking at my tattoo on my back, realizing it wasn't only the pistols but...words? It said, 'With his love, there is nothing I cannot do' when did that get there?
"Tom! Get in here!" Harrison shouted, despite my protests he continued to yell for him. He soon came down the stairs, angry, "What the bloody hell do you want Harrison?" he questioned. "Look! Y/n turn around!" he told me, "why?" I asked being the defiant person I am, "because Tom needs to see this!" he shouted again. "Fine, just stop yelling" I turned around to show them my tattoo, Tom expression changed from pissed to shocked. "Will someone please tell me what's going on?" I asked, turning to face them, "Tom you as well," Haz told him.
He hesitantly turned around, lifting his t-shirt to reveal his toned torso damn that's sexy I thought, damn it Y/n get you head out of the gutter! My thoughts were soon interrupted when I saw the tattoo he had, the same as mine. "No, fucking way," I said aloud, reading the words engraved below his pistols, 'I was a drizzle and she was a hurricane.' "The words appeared last night," Tom said pulling his shirt back down, "wait, so this means-" I started, "that we're soulmates" Tom finishes. So many thoughts ran through my head, all at what felt like thousands of miles an hour, but the biggest one was, Fuck now I have to stay.
