"I need to tell you something, Kim." I said, sitting on the sofa.

It was the next day. Last night, I didn't hear Dante come back but when I woke up in the morning, it seemed like he had already left.

It was weird because he never leaves before I do. Worried, I called him in the morning, to which he didn't pick up.

So, now I was here, in my office, with Kim during lunch break. I had to tell her everything.

"Oh my God ! Are you pregnant ?" Kim asked, more like yelled.

"No. I'm not pr-" I say, but she interrupts me.

"Are you sure ? 'Cause you seem to be eating quite a lot today." She said, pointing at my plate.

"Oi ! I'm just hungry, alright. Not pregnant" I denied.

"Ok, so what did you need to say ?" She asked, taking a bite of the sandwich she was eating.

So I told her.....everything.... From my parents, to my brother, to who Dante is and to the threats that I received from the American mafia.

"Wow... that is a lot to take in..." She sighed.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner." I said, side hugging her.

She hugged me back and said,"It's okay. You've been through a lot. I'm just happy you told me now."

"What about Alex ? Is he associated with the mafia too ?" Kim asks, pulling away.

"If you're asking if he's a Don, then no, he's not. But he is the underboss." I answered.

"Oh, okay." She smiled. "Does Liam know ?"

"I told him yesterday."

She nodded in response. "Tell me if you need anything, alright ?"

"Actually.......I do need your help. I have a date tonight......with Dylan."

"Ooohhh....the new cute dude, huh ?" Kim asked, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Yes, and don't do that...." I confirmed.

"Let me guess, you want some style tips, don't you ?" Kim asked, nudging my shoulder.

"Yeah. I mean, I just don't know what to wear. I've never been on a date, you know." I told her.

"I know, nobody has ever wanted to go out with your oompa loompa self." She said, teasingly.

"I'm not that short, okay ?"

Since Kim is 5'7 and I'm 5'5, she calls me short. I don't think I am that short though, I'm just....well....down to earth.

Hehehe, you what I did there ? You know...'cause..I'm like..short and like...anywhooo.

"Come to mine at 7:00 pm. I'll have something picked out for you." Kim said, turning around to leave my office.

"Why not my clothes ?" I whined.

"Maybe..... its because you don't have anything other than sweatpants in your closet." She said. "And your work clothes don't count, Lea...." Kim added.

Rolling my eyes, I said, "Thanks, chica . See ya later !"

"Bye, puta ." Kim waved and left.

Later that evening...

I was outside Kim's house now. She lived in a small apartment. She has an older brother, named Logan, who is in the army now. I haven't seen him in at least a year or two now.

Her parents are quite rich and live in Spain, which explains how she knows Spanish.

Knocking on the door, I wait for her to open it. When she doesn't, I take her house key and open the for myself.

Don't worry, I didn't steal it. Kim had given to me, when she went to meet her parents a few weeks back.

She never asked for it after that..... so I just have it...

Opening the door, I yell, "Honey, I'm home !"

When she doesn't come, I went to her room and saw her sleeping.

This woman !

"Get up, Kim." I gently shake her shoulder. When she doesn't, I shout louder.

And then I shout, "Kimana Skylar Diaz ! Wake up, you lazy ass !"

Kim sits up immediately, narrowing her eyes at me. "I'm up...."

Getting up from the bed, she walks to the washroom, washes her face and then comes towards me.

"Here, wear this. It's the perfect outfit for a date." Kim said, giving me a dress. "I could do your hair and makeup too."

I nodded and went into the bathroom to change into the dress. It was a short, mid thigh black dress and had long sleeves made of a sheer material with polka dots.

After I wore it, I came out.

"Damn, girl. You lookin' finger lickin good."

"Thanks. And don't ever say that again. It sounds weird."

"Let's do your hair and makeup."

"Don't worry about it. I can do it on my own."

"Can I do it, pretty pleeeessee ?" Kim asked, with a puppy dog face.

"Yeah, yeah. Don't do a lot, it's just a date."

"Yes, Your Highness." Kim replied, teasingly.

After poking my eyeballs and pulling my scalp, for what felt like hours, she was done.

For my hair, she tied it into a half up and half down look. For makeup, she put on a little, making it neutral.

"Thank you so much. I'll text you later. Bye !" I said, giving her a quick hug.

"It's alright. I'll be waiting..." She replied.

After that, I drove back to the house. I mean, I did give Dante's address to Dylan.

Seeing that Dante wasn't back, I called him again. But he didn't pick up. Okay, so either he is in trouble, or he isn't picking up....

Worried, I decided to leave him a message saying that I would be out tonight; I opened the message app.

Wait....is he....online ? He is purposely ignoring me ? Heh ? Why would he do that ?

So I didn't text him. If he didn't care about talking to me, then why in the world would he care where I would be for the night ?

That's when I got a message from Dylan saying :

I sent a smiley face, showing that I read the message. Taking my purse, I made my way out of my room.

I saw him waiting outside, resting on his car. Dylan looked at me and smiled.

He wore a black t-shirt and a black leather jacket on top pairing it with black skinny jeans. His curly dark blonde hair was messily styled.

"You look pretty, Azalea. Shall we go ?" Dylan asked me, opening the car door for me.

"Yes, we shall." I replied.

Time to go on my first date...ever.

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