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Alex's POV: Aww damn, I thought mentally. What a hangover! Suddenly, my phone began to sound, letting me know I had a text. It didn’t do a lot for my splitting headache.
Evacuate the dance floor, oh, I’m affected by the sound, oh, oh… It rang, making me dance mentally. I always had the urge to dance when I heard this song.
It was Avril: Hey, hey, I’m at school.
Rapidly, I typed out a reply, letting her know I was on my way.
I quickly jumped in my car, which is a black Lamborghini. The doors are pimped out and I absolutely love it, I always have done. It's my baby.
Yes, I’m a cheerleader. I love hip-hop and I know about cars. It’s who I am.
As I’m driving to school, I feel paranoia rising inside me. Glancing around me subtly, I can’t help but think I’m being followed.
Yet, the cost is clear and there’s nothing there. I sigh and shake my head. “You’re losing it Alex.” I mutter to myself.
Damien’s POV:
Uhh, I complain mentally. I wish Hunter would get back to me, already. I want to know who that girl is! I can barely keep her off my mind.
Just as I decided to call him, my phone beats me too it, playing its ring tone.
“Hello?” I answer, having forgotten to check the caller ID in my rush to pick up.
“I got where she lives.” I voice I recognise as Hunter’s informs me.
I grin to myself. Excellent. “Awesome, did you get any more info?” I inquire, knowing I need to find out all that I can on her.
I can hear the smile of satisfaction in Hunter’s words as he speaks. “Got it.”
“Thanks, send it, please.” I instruct.
Hunter agrees and then hangs up, having said his goodbye.
Seconds later, I hear the beeping of my fax machine from the corner. I guess I did tell him to get it to me right away.
Walking over, I grab the sheets I’ve received and scan through them, seeing what he had found out.
Name: Alexandra Salvator
Age: 15
Custody: Father and Mother
Work: No work, father owns Salvator Clubs
Hobbies: Street racer and fighter Well, this girl is awesome- I conclude. I had never met a girl so outgoing that she did street racing and fought. She does everything!
My father has been bugging me to get a wife, much to my annoyance. It’s weird right? You would have thought the Mafia would hate relationships, but no.
I love her.
In a hurry, I got in my car.
It was time to tell Daddy
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Forced to Marry the Mafia Prince
RomanceAlex is A Typical Teenager, Okay not really. Her father owns all the Hot-Spot Clubs In New York, She's Head Cheerleader but Loves Dancing Hip-Hop. Her life is Fine Until one party where she Catches the Eye of The Prince of The Mafia Damien. What Ha...
