Cinderella

I hurried down the stairs, and out of the house, I have never been this anxious about anything, neither have I been this stupid, going out with a mafia on the second day of meeting him, I stoped at the front door Finally catching my breath.

It would be weird meeting him while panting like I just ran away from a lion chade, " you can do this" I walked out the door , just to be escorted by a man, with a tattooed neck, in suits. He looks handsome, with his dirty blonde hair, the wrinkles on his face showed he hasn't smiled In a while.

He held my hands,in his manly palm, as he led me to the black oddly shiny car, just down the stairs. I was so nervous, and surprised Mr grumpy actually invited me to a ball, and he bought me clothes, do I need to pay for that as well

I got to the car, and the gentleman beside me opened the door for me as I climbed into the car. The way he bowed sent chills down my spine. He is probably older than me, so why is he bowing? Weird

I entered the car, hoping