Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 22: 22

Bidding goodbye to Shawn, Hope headed to home. Fortunately she had now learned to always keep her wallet and phone on her. The hard way, that is.

She had come to stand on the bus stand when her phone chimed with a message. It was from Shawn asking her to be ready by six o'clock in a sophisticated dress as he will be wearing a black tux.

Tux? Fancy party it seemed.

Sighing, she quickly typed down her address and sent it to Shawn in case she forgot to do so later. In the next five minutes the bus came and climbed in. It were three pm right now. She had three hours to get ready.

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After getting home and gobbling down the lunch she rushed to take a bath. She needed to shave her legs, do some girly thingies, and then choose a dress and matching shoes to go with.

Once she was done showering she came out and started searching for the dress. It took her almost two hours in the bathrroom only. Hoping for a quick dressup, she found a pretty, sparkly with squinstones dress that had V neck on front and back with two thin straps holding it up on her shouders. It hugged her chest and waist and then flowed down to her thighs beautifully.

She picked a pair of black strappy heels that had three inches of pencil heel along with straps teing around her upper ankles.

Six o'clock were just about to tick when she heard the doorbell ring. That fucking boy was on time? Why in the actual hell. She cried a little in her heart.

from the edge of stairs, "Shawn is here to pick

God Damn!

with her dress. Pushing

her mom. She could not hear what

her mom said, making

instantly shutting after realizing what he was doing. His reaction was so funny that she wanted to laugh

we?" she

very poor job at containing his hardness from Hope's eyes. She looked

half groaned, half mumbled and started getting out of there but not before grabbing Hope's hand in his

to his BMW and opened the door for her. Once she had seated he stopped once to adjust his fucking hard as rock

eyes sliding to her every now

awe. The place was a palace. A literal freaking palace with yellow lights adorning it to complete the whole look. The look of the place was somewhere

waist as he straightened his back and started walking forward, ushering her

with yellow glow, champagne shower, beautiful delicacies and mouth watering trays of starters in the plates held in the hands of the

mouth as her eyes followed the tray with some cheesy thing in

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