Somehow we've ended up in a club. Okay, not somehow since I brought up the idea... But you can't blame me, after everything that has happened I just want some fun.

"Shots, vodka," Kylian tells the bartender and a big grin plasters itself on my face. Ugh, I've been needing this.

And him. I need him. I think I'm just feeling freaky right now...

My eyes still stay on him as I take in all of his pretty features. His pretty blue eyes, pretty thick brows, pretty lips, pretty nose, that one pretty beauty mark below his eye, his pretty curls, and pretty smile. Pretty everything.

I watch as his lips turn into a slight smirk and he turns his arm, putting his arms on the counter. He's fine.

"Can't stop staring?" he teases, his eyes finally meeting mine. I roll my eyes at his comment. But he's right.

His hands slither around my waist and pulls me close to him. Merely inches apart. "What did I tell you love?" he whispers in my ear. "I'm all yours, you can stare all you want."

He is all mine. If a girl thinks otherwise that's her death wish.

"I know," I whisper back with a slight smile. "If you even touch another girl, say goodbye to your dick."

"Oh?" a chuckle escapes his lips. "You know I wouldn't, darling. Especially when I can touch all this." His hands go down my hips and on my ass.

One hand wraps around his neck and I pull him into a kiss. He made me.

"Cockblocking alert!" Isiah exclaims and then starts making alarm noises. Is he serious? I scoff as I pull away from Kylian.

"He can't cockblock if we leave," he mutters into my ear. Okay, so we are both freaky.

The shots finally come and Kylian hands me mine. "Don't get too drunk, Rory," he warns. Blah, blah, blah. That's all I hear.

I drink it all in one go and place the glass back onto the counter. "I forgot how ass that tasted," I grimace.

He laughs and pulls me back closer, "How about we dance, love?" Love. Love. Love. Every time he says it, it still makes me feel some way.

He always makes me feel some way. That's how I know he's the one.

"Yes," I smile at him. I grab his hand and drag him away from the bar. "We're in Las Vegas, we have to have some fun."

With the colourful lights blaring and the music pounding in my ear, it sent adrenaline through my body. I love this feeling.

As I start to dance, he just watches me with a silly smile on his face. Dummy.

I hold his hands and bring him closer. "C'mon, Dory," I tease and his smile just grows. "Fine," he mutters.

I notice as we dance, he has his arms hovered around my waist to stop anyone from hitting me. Oh?

I jinx it when a random guy bumps into me. I stumble back and he grabs onto my waist pulling me closer. "Sorry, baby." Ew?

Before I could even react, a fist hits his jaw, pushing him off me. I take a step back as I watch Kylian throw another punch at him.

He grabs onto the random guy's collar and pushes him away. "Watch it," he scoffs. The guy nods his head quickly and runs off.

"Kylian," I sigh as I turn him around. He looks at me with an innocent look on his face and he shrugs his shoulders as if nothing happened.

I cross my arms and he lets out a groan of annoyance. He's scared of me. I know it.

"Okay but he bumped into you," he huffs then pulls me in closer by my waist, "and touched you like this when only I can do that."

Is it getting hot in here? I think it is. It can't be just me.

"Kylian," I mumble to him and he nods his head. "Can we leave? Like let's go get ice cream, please." I drag out the 'please' hoping he'll say yes but he always does.

"Whatever you want princess," he smiles. Exactly. I have him wrapped around my finger.

I grab his hand and head back to the bar where Isiah, Kylo, Elio, and Riley are. "Hey fuckers, we're going out."

"To do the nasty?" Kylo asks and I glare at him. Correction, Kylo and I glare at him.

"Bet you'd like to watch that, pervert," Elio chuckles, teasing Kylo with a nudge on his shoulder to which Isiah and Riley burst out laughing while Kylo huffs.

"Whatever, we're meeting back at the hotel at three in the morning, got it?" Kylian orders them, going all boss mode. "We then leave to go back to Italy."

They all nod their heads and he places his hand on my lower back, signaling me to start walking. Butterflies.

Once we step out, the cool breeze hits me and I let out a deep breath. The moon and stars look so pretty today.

There are two people in this world. City people or country people and it's safe to say I'm very much a city person.

He throws his arm over my shoulder like he always does for some reason and we start walking. I noticed an ice cream shop down the street when we drove here.

"I like the black hair better," he says under his breath and he twirls my hair. I did look sexy in blonde hair but I definitely had to take that wig off. "It goes well with your eyes."

"I hope our kids have your eyes," I reply with a smile. His eyes are beautiful. They're icy, a perfect mixture of light blue and grey.

His brows furrow at my eyes and I watch as his lips tug into a slight smile. "Our kids?" he questions.

"Duh," I roll my eyes playfully but his smile just grows. "Our kids," he repeats but this time confidently.

"How many do you want, Dory?" I ask, laughing at his reaction. It's cute.

I've always wanted kids. Well, I've just always wanted to be a mother, to care for a child, to love them, to show up to their games and cheer for them.

I'd always be there for them, teach them new life lessons, and talk to them when they have no one to talk to.

I just want to raise them well. I want them to live a happy life and have a fun childhood.

Kylian told me he didn't want to raise a kid in the same bad environment he had grown up in. I can tell he's scared to be a father but he'd be the best one.

"How many do you want," he says, placing his other hand on my stomach. "It's your body, Rory."

"I want one boy and one girl," I tell him, picturing them right in front of me. Not too many and not too less. Just right.

We arrive at the ice cream shop and he opens the door for me. I walk in and my mind goes back to when the first deal started.

"I can't wait till this alliance ends," I mumble to myself but it seems like he heard. "Can't say I disagree, love," he replies.

Before I can respond, he opens the car door for me. When did we get to the car? Furthermore, a Bugatti Chiron aka the car I want.

I feel like he wants me to kill him.

Wait- "I thought you were never going to open the door for me?" I smirk at my words.

"Seems like I forgot," he mumbles under his breath as he helps me get into the car. Forgot? Is that really his excuse?

Back when I was so excited for that alliance to end and when he said he'd never open a door for me. We both were lying.

We get to the cashier and he orders for me. Because this man, a mafia boss and killer, knows my favourite ice cream flavour.

We take a seat at a table and I notice how he's smiling. "Thinking about me naked?" I ask him playfully and his smile turns into a smirk. "Maybe," he shrugs.

"Okay, I'm actually thinking about our kids," he admits, "and just... you'd be such a good mother, Ivory."

His words pang into my heart. But not in a bad way, in a good way. I hope I will be.

"Stop," I mumble with my hands covering my face. Fuck him.

His hands gently wrap around my wrist and he pulls them away from my face to reveal my blushed cheeks.

Double fuck him. Okay, pause that sounds wrong.

"I mean it, love," he mutters. Why does he do this to me? Ugh.

"I have a question," I tell him. Mostly to change the subject but it's something I've been curious about. "Shoot," he nods his head and he lifts his hips to get comfortable in his seat.

"Why's your name Kylian? Isn't that a French name but you're Italian, no?" I ask. I always call him Kylian Mbappe for that reason.

"My mum was half French from her dad's side," he tells me. "She named me after her dad."

"But you told me you weren't French?" I scoff, crossing my arms. "Just to confuse you, Rory," he chuckles, "you remember how we were back then."

"We are still like that," I roll my eyes. If he gets a chance to annoy me, he's most definitely taking it.

"My turn to ask a question," he smirks. Oh? "Hmm, go ahead," I reply. So, is this where he gets on his knees and pulls out a ring?

"Have you decided where you wanna disappear to?" he asks. "You can choose anywhere in the world, Rory."

"Turkey," I finally tell him. "I've always wanted to go there and I like the culture, you know?"

He pulls out his phone and starts texting. "You got it, princess. We'll leave in a week okay?"

The waiter comes and hands us our ice cream. His is always chocolate and in a cup while mine is always cookies n' cream and in a cone. We stand up and leave the cute shop.

"Can we get a house on the beach?" I ask him with a hopeful smile before I lick my ice cream and he nods his head before he starts texting again.

"Anything else?" he looks up at me and I shake my head so he puts his phone away. "Thank you, Kylian."

"You don't need to thank me," he shakes his head, dismissing me. "No, I do. For everything," I mutter.

"You've done way more for me than I have for you," he tells me and I scoff knowing that's not true. Once he meets my glare, he quickly changes his mind. "Never mind, it's you, of course." I smile at his words.

"We're going to be there for each other forever, right?" I ask him. "Always," he nods his head but I stop walking.

I put out my pinky and he chuckles. "I'd only do this for you, Ivory Fernandez, and only you," he mumbles under his breath before interlocking his pinky with mine.

"Now you can never ever leave," I state with a serious tone. "I was never planning on it," he shrugs and continues to walk.

"Really," he adds on. "After the alliance, did you really think I planned on just leaving you alone? I wanted you with me. Ever since I saw you."

"You're lying," is the only thing that left my mouth. He is lying.

"No," he simply replies. "There was just something about you and I wanted you."

Is this man serious? I tried to kill him. Multiple times. "So you just have a thing for girls who have tried to kill you?"

"I only have a thing for this Mexican woman with pretty green eyes named Ivory Fernandez who just happens to be an assassin and tried to kill me," he retorts.

"Ay, Dios mío," I laugh at what he said, shaking my head lightly. He's crazy.

But I'm happy. So happy that he brought up the alliance. So much shit has happened but at least I met him. Like actually got to meet him and know him because he made me fall in love.

"I was hating you so much but now it's the opposite," he sighs, rolling his eyes jokingly. He's glad he met me, who is he kidding.



THE FINAL CHAPTER EVERRRR OMGG🥹🥹 since it was the last one i wanted to make it especially cute

i literally feel like ive lost smt like this book means sm to me omgggg

i really wanna continue this book but there's just no plot to it anymore since the enemies have been killed so this is it🥹

anywayssss pls comment and vote i love you alllll

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