𝘚𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺.
The woman of impeccable beauty was the infinite definition of her name. Calm and poise.
Born into a violent life of guns and knives, you would assume a Mafia Princess like her would be training and preparing to be the next heir...
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Crucially, Silver Ceraso gave me no indication of what or where we were going to do tonight, leaving me with no choice but to be concerned about what to wear.
Do I dress up or do I keep it lowkey?
I don't know because he didn't tell me.
Uomo.
Translation: Men.
College went pretty breezy today, Silver wasn't in class again—presuming he was out doing work. Professor Levine didn't even blink an eye at me, not that she even paid attention to me in the first place, although the tension between us was clear.
She definitely had a major problem with me, and despite the fact that she was a professor, it was childish and admittedly immature on her part. I'm twenty and she looks to be in her late twenties, I don't doubt for a second that her ego was so far up her ass.
Especially with the little crush she so obviously expresses for Silver.
And I do admit, I was being pretty petty yesterday too. But I'm the student and she's the professor. Catch my drift?
Hayden couldn't be with me tonight to get ready, he was out on a mission with a few others—but he's been hyping me up via text and isn't disappointing.
The outfit I have officially chosen was a pair of blue denim, low-rise jeans that ended loosely just above my feet. They sat on my hips perfectly, and without an ounce of shame, the black g-string I had on underneath was peaking through just an inch from the top.
Sexy mama.
For my top, I wore a white cropped long-sleeved top. It had a little opening at the front, allowing just a brief view of my breasts. This top I had only worn a handful of times, though It was definitely now on my favourites list.
Performing a little spin, I tip my head back and look at the view from behind in the full-length mirror. My bottom was being hugged by the jeans and need to say I was impressed.
My outfit wasn't too outgoing, yet, it was casual either.
I accessorised with a silver necklace that had a flower engraved pendant—my parents had given it to me as a 16th birthday gift. It also brought out my new tattoo adjusting onto my skin.
Spotting a few rings, I placed three on each finger and added a simple silver bangle to my right wrist.
My shoes were only some classic white Nike sneakers and my hair was left out and down in its natural wave of soft curls.
I grabbed my Versace purse and placed in my lip balm, my personalised taser, a small packet of skittles, and a sample perfume that Hayden got given when going into Sephora for me.
