I'm CJ, by the way
Those words kept running through your mind throughout the day. How was he having such a weird effect on you? His eyes had pierced your soul, leaving you weak. You hadn't even been able to pay attention during orientation. You kept trying to find him in the crowd. Where are you? you kept thinking.
"Hey is anyone sitting here?"
You look up, almost praying that it was CJ, but your expectations are almost immediately let down. You sigh. "Sure, I can't hog an entire table for myself." The stranger laughs, and sits down. A few minutes of utter, awkward silence pass, as you continue to daydream of the mysterious angel, and the stranger eats their sandwich.
"You new here? Im Derek. Second Year Fashion Student. What about you?"
You stare at him. Who was this guy? Why was he trying to be friendly?
"I'm Y/N. I guess you could say I'm brand new. I just moved here. I'm in First Year Music and Performance." you chuckle, "sorry if I'm a bit cold by the way. My friends back home always said I was a cold-hearted bitch, and in a new environment, I basically get possessed by the spirit of some emo teenager."
Derek cracks a smile and continues questioning you. Where were you from? Why did you move? Seen any cute guys?
You answered pretty automatically until that last question. Suddenly your cheeks felt like someone had slapped you. Can you trust this guy? What if he tells all his friends? Oh, look it's the little first year who thinks she can get CJ. Honey, with those looks? Please.
At the same time, it was obvious CJ wasn't a first year, he hadn't attended orientation. Maybe Derek knew him? Millions of questions ran through your head at the same time. Had there been a mind reader in the room, they would be experiencing vertigo from the bombarding of thoughts.
"I'll take that as a yes. Have you spoken to him? Gotten his name? If you haven't, don't worry, I have.... connections." Derek says, slyly.
You sigh. Take a leap of faith, you say to yourself, as you spill the beans to your newfound BFF. You make sure not to mention CJ's name. Not until the very end. It's funny, but as you describe him, you can almost recreate the scene in slow motion. Your mind zooms in on little details you hadn't noticed previously. You zoom past, down from his mesmerising eyes, straight down to his lips. How had you not noticed those before??? Your heart starts racing again. Calm down, Y/N, focus on the present.
You snap back to your conversation with Derek. "So yeah, he walked right past me. So for a sec, I thought I had been hallucinating. But he spoke to me as he walked away. He said, so arrogantly, mind you. You know, it's impolite to stare, love." You pretend to cringe at that word. Derek can't know just how bad that affected you. "then he said: I'm..."
"CJ" said what you could only describe as the most sultry voice you'd ever heard. "His name is CJ, and he's mine."
Your heart skipped a beat and you freeze. Great, Y/N, you probably look like a goldfish right now. Say something!!
But your mouth stays clamped shut, as if someone had put superglue on your lips. Derek rolls his eyes and stands up.
"Y/N, meet Aaliyah, CJ's, well I wouldn't exactly call you his girlfriend, now would I? That would imply he actually bothers to pay attention to you on most days."
The girl, Aaliyah, as Derek had called her, huffed and walked away, but not before mentally warning you to stay away from her man.
"Don't mind her. She's just jealous that CJ spoke to you. He's been giving her the silent treatment since start of term break. You'll be fine."
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_cjma Mafia Story
FanfictionYou never thought the son of the mafia leader would ever take interest in you, but CJ seemed different. Will you be able to survive in his mafia world or will you perish?