When The Devil Met His Match | ✔️

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Mateo's POV: from when he left Arabella's bedroom:

I was rock hard.

Arabella is a little vixen that I am afraid I am never going to get out of my head. I walked out of her room, leaving her wet and flustered and me with a boner and a smirk painted permanently on my lips.

I walked down the corridor to the main bathroom to sort myself out so no passerby's saw my state. I looked up at the mirror and saw my swollen lips, courtesy of Ara, which were pulled into a grin. Once I had thought of dead bunnies and my grandma my dick calmed down, so I was able to walk out of the bathroom and down stairs towards the socialisation.

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20 minutes later:

I was stood by the patio doors talking to some slutty woman, I think named Victoria, as she pressed her tits against my chest, Arabella was sat by herself at the bar, staring out of the big glass windows at the stars, glancing every so often around the room with a peaceful grin on her face and happy eyes. I had a feeling that may have been caused my yours truly.

This of course made the edges of my lips threaten to tug up, which we couldn't have so I turned me attention back towards Victoria in front of me as she whispered things to me that if it was me 1 month ago I would have brought her to bed but now she just gave off a desperate vibe. A loud holler came from the kitchen so I looked through the door to the kitchen to see Nicole and Rose doing beer pong with some horny boys.

I looked back over to Arabella to see her frowning at her phone and glancing around the room, I quickly looked down so she would catch me staring at her like a creep. She jumped off of her barstool making me grin at how small she was and began walking towards us as I looked at her eyes to see them zoning in on Victoria's hand splayed across my shirt and a grimace took over her face as she glanced up at my face to see my smirk that had painted across my lips, her jealousy amused me greatly.

I narrowed my eyes at her as she opened the door to the patio with an unsure look on her face and hugged her arms around her small body. She walked around the corner of the wall, blocking my view of her, I sighed and looked back around the room.

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10 minutes later:

Ara still hadn't come back through the doors as I was still stood by them with a series expression on my face, Victoria had long gone, noticing my attention had been transferred elsewhere. Gabriel walked passed me so I grabbed his arm, he turned round with an alert look on his face, when he realised it was only me he relaxed but he still had a curious expression on his face as I am usually very reserved.

"Gabriel have you seen Arabella, she went out on the patio and she has been out there for a while, you know the threat on us tonight from that cazzo random organised crime group." I worriedly informed him. "fucking"

"Don't worry Mateo she is probably just out there with a boy you know how 20 year old girls are." he clapped my back with a chuckle and strolled off with his whisky in one hand.

Even though I am the only man Arabella wants, his words ate at my jealousy making my eyebrows crease in anger. I decided to sit at the bar and watch the door instead of standing next to it like some kind of strambo. "weirdo"

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10 minutes later, 20 minutes since Ara disappeared:

That's it I'm going out there.

I stood up from my stool which I had been sat at for the past 10 minutes and marched over to the doors and swung them open easily. I walked round the corner and saw a large brick and a smashed phone splayed on the concrete floor. Panic overtook my body like I was paralysed as I saw that the phone was turned over so I could see it was Arabella's IPhone 11+ with her red Gucci phone case on. The brick had blood on the back of it. My heart was pounding like a drum in my ears as I reached for her phone on the floor and the brick lying on the floor.

"CAZZO SE N'E ANDATO" I shouted at the top of my lungs.

"FUCK SHES GONE"