When The Devil Met His Match | ✔️

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Arabella's POV:

Knock, knock.

Fuck.

I scrambled away from Mateo looking at his swollen lips and dark eyes, realising how drenched my panties are. His gaze followed me as I pushed the strap of my dress up and looked in the mirror to see my hair was a mess and my lipgloss had rubbed of completely. I smoothed my hair down quickly and rushed out of the bathroom, closing Mateo inside.

"COMING!" I shouted behind the door, applying a thin layer of gloss over my lips.

I swung the door open to see Nicole looking up at the ceiling, "fucking finally" she spoke as she walked past me into the room.

"So what did you want to tell me" she asked as she slumped down on my bed, gazing at me though her eyelashes, she was clearly drunk.

"Erm don't worry i'll tell you later when you're not drunk and you can remember what I am going to tell you" I giggled as I replied to her with a grin on my face, watching my friend tumble around on my bed.

"Ara have you seen my pppphone anywhere I think I've l-lost it somewhere" she stumbled over her words as a frown took over her face.

"No I haven't you probably have just left it in the kitchen, we were in there earlier weren't we?" I spoke as I heard a light thump coming from the bathroom, I quickly looked over at Nic to see her singing to herself, thankfully she didn't hear. I breathed a sigh of relief as I walked over to her and reached for her arm and pulled her up.

"Why don't you go and find Matthew and get him to get you a glass of water so you can actually stand, I'll be down in a minute" I informed her slightly shoving her out of my room.

"Okieeayy bye bye" she waved at me as she stumbled down the stairs.

I shut the door, breathing a sigh of relief as the bathroom door opened as Mateo stalled out with a grin tugging at his lips. I glared at him as he struggled not to laugh at me as I stood by the door crossing my arms over my chest, which proceeded to push my boobs up. Mateo's eyes glanced down at my breasts as his laughter died down. he stalked towards me with an arrogant smirk on his face as he leaned down to my height.

"continueremo più tardi, mio piccolo diavolo" he whispered in my ear, his lips brushed the top of my ear as I shivered at the touch which sent tingles down my neck. "we will continue this later, my little devil"

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30 minutes later:

My phone pinged as I was sat at the bar, thinking about the thrill that the night had brought. I don't think anything could ruin it now.

I frowned at Nic's blunt messages as I remembered she had lost her phone, she must have found it somewhere. I shrugged as I saw Mateo in a corner talking to a woman that's breasted we're practically spilling out on his chest. Rolling my eyes I jumped down from the tall bar stool, catching Mateo's attention as I fought my way through the crowds to get to the porch door with was next to Mateo.

I passed Mateo and saw the woman's hand trailing along his muscular chest. Jealousy spread though me like wild fire, I breathed in deeply and looked up at Mateo who had a shit eating grin on his face, I narrowed my eyes at him and faced forwards as I was at the doors. I pushed open the heavy door and slid through the gap I had made.

"Nicole? Hello are you out here" I loudly spoke as I shivered and wrapped my arms around my body. I had my back to the door as I waited outside, Nicole must just be late, I concluded in my head.

"Maybe your father will take us seriously this time, perra." A thick Spanish accent growled in my ear just as a heavy weight was slammed against the back of my skull, the last thing I remember was a loud high-pitched scream. Maybe it was mine.

Perhaps something could in fact ruin my almost perfect night.