|18+| Tatum Kingston, daughter of the leader of the Red Bloods Mafia forced to look for a hand in marriage only at 19. She crosses paths with Sicilian mafia leader Lucian Sicilian, nicknamed 'The Devil' for his no remorse.
"How old are you?" I reali...
Today is my favorite day of the year, well second Christmas is my favorite, Hollis makes amazing gingerbread cookies.
It's my favorite day because it's my birthday. I'm turning 20 at 11:23 tonight.
I don't think anyone knows it's my birthday tho, I don't remember mentioning it to anyone. So, I'm just going to spend it by myself. I like being alone sometimes, as my grandma would say "p & q" is the best.
I feel like spoiling myself today.
Yeah.
I already picked out a dress last night for today.
I gently pick up sleeping Milo and set him on my bed so I don't accidently trip over him, I may have already done that. I apoligized and gave him lots of kisses so it cancels out.
I slide my blue floral dress over my head.
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"Pretty" I think to myself, looking in the mirror.
I pick out a silver butterfly necklace, I think I have an addiction to silver jewelry but that's okay.
I tighten the shoulder straps on the dress so it fits better. I turn to my side in the mirror to see how the dress hugs my curves, it looks fine.
I'm going to get my nails done.
Mhm.
I make my way downstairs and Quinton smiles when I pass him.
"What?" I narrow my eyes at him.
"You look nice today...?" he says like a question.
"Do I not look nice everyday?" I try to say as serious as possible.
He nods quickly and turns on his heels.
"You don't," I mumble loud enough so he can hear.
He shakes his head in response, leaving me alone in the hall. I make my way to the kitchen, where I think I left my tote bag last night.
As I walk into the kitchen I get stopped by a boulder. I shake my head looking up at Lucian. He gives me a slight smile and then grabs my hips, placing a kiss on my forehead.
"Bellisima," he says, pulling his head back from my head.
I smile lightly, "Grazie."
Yup, you can stop applauding now. I am fluent in Italian now.
Okay, maybe not fluent, but I am learning.
"You're learning Italian?" Lucian acknowledged.
"Mhm," I walk past him, causing him to turn, his gaze following me.
I grab my bag, and open the top to check if my money is in there. After finding it I close it and slide the bag over my shoulder.
I brush past Lucian, he raises a brow at me, questionably.
