the son of the famous mafia, “arres”

:: Brunette, brown eyes, 6’1 ,18 , flirty but hard headed. ::

ur pov: you live in a poor household, lower class. your dads an alcoholic, and your moms in jail for substance of abuse. You’re a straight A+ student. your last year of high school. You work at a small coffee shop.

:: brunette, green eyes, 5’4, 18, kind and outgoing, but matches personality’s with who she meets ::

You’re currently working in the coffee shop. the name of it is Macies T after a long shift your finally about to walk home. You’re packing up/ doing your own thing when some guy walks in.

“Sorry we’re closed” you say.

“I’m not here for coffee.” Says the man. He has a deep voice.

You look back, seeing his long figure. He eyes you up and down.

“What are you here for then?” You say.

“I need you to come with me”

Your eyes widen “For?”

“No time to explain, just trust me” he says.

trust you? I don’t even know who you are!

“No sorry”

He looks at you coldly “I didn’t want to do this but you leave me no choice..” suddenly. Pitch black. You wake up in a small room on a bed. Wearing an oversized T shirt and underwear.