Mason King 👑
Leader of One of the most feared Mafias in the country, The Empire. Strong ,handsome, rich, and powerful he had it all . But every king needs a queen to his empire.
Eliza Stone 🌹
Eliza's life was nothing but a living hell. Having h...
I watched as Brent and Luke left in the elevator after I helped them with their dates. These brothers are really crazy , but entertaining.
"Eliza" Mason called my name as I turned around to face him.
"Yes?" I asked to which he told me to get my stuff and that we're leaving early.
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, but still did what he asked. I'm not going to complain about an early leave.
Soon enough we reached the king's mansion, but before I could open the door Mason's next words stopped me dead in my place with my hand still on the handle.
"What?" I asked , shock written all over my face.
"You heard me" He said with a faint smirk and with that he exited the car as I sat there gaping at his back.
I did actually hear him real clear, but there's no way Mason just asked me on a date.
'Be ready by seven, Brent and Luke won't be the only ones going on a date' His words playing on repeat as my brain tries to comprehend what the hell just happened.
Is he setting me on a blind date? What am I thinking? He clearly wants to take me on a date .
Oh dear god help me .
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I looked around my room that looked like a hurricane just took a place then looked at myself in the mirror. Well it was worth it , I look good enough.
I wore a knee long black dress that hugged my chest and flowed down from my hips to my knees (Picture below).
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Is this too much ? Is this suitable for a first date? Is it suitable for where we're going? Where are we going? I have no idea.
Oh my god I'm so nervous and excited at the same time. Okay Eliza calm down , it's just a date with Mason.
Oh my god I'm going on a date with Mason !
I took a long deep breath and nodded to myself, gaining some courage before exiting my room and heading downstairs .
Mason was on the end of the stairs with his back towards me talking on his phone in Italian .
" Voglio che sia tutto perfetto, altrimenti ti taglio la testa, capisci? " He said before hanging up and turning around only to stop still in his tracks. (I want everything to be perfect or else I'll have your head cut, do you understand?).
I went down the last few steps , stopping in front of him . My cheeks were tinted with a blush as I smiled shyly at him .
I couldn't handle his stare and diverted my eyes downwards away from his heated gaze that drove me beyond nervousness.
