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The Mafia Monk By Lady Prim Characters: 8351

Updated: 2019-01-10 22:15


Zinnia Point of View

Even though I'm not a great beauty, today I feel beautiful with the little shy adorning my face and not to mention the amazing dress I'm wearing.

Last night I got a call from Mr. Monk telling me that he is going to take me on a date today and asked me to get ready by ten in the morning and wait for him in nearby café.

To tell that I'm happy was an absolute understatement.

It feels so good to be finally courted and the thing that he is actively participating in this courtship is making me go crazy and just tell him 'I do' straight away.

I wonder where he is taking me. He did sound like he has a special place for our date but I'm so excited to contain my curiosity.

I tidied my violet frock with my hands to soften the creases. I looked at myself in the full mirror and to frankly speaking, I look beautiful in mid thigh violet frock matched with silver color earrings and a small cute bow type clip on my hair. I paired the dress with white sneakers.

Yes, sneakers.

I hate to walk on my toes; I'm already so clumsy that ground calls for me too often and wearing heels would practically lead me to crawl on the ground. Though it would be romantic to be caught by Mr. Monk while falling, I cannot risk my precious legs with hilly heels.

Anyways, I can even fall down in my sneakers so that's not a worry.

'Important note to be taken in initial dates is to make a light conversation about weather, nature and casual topics.' I read out from my mobile.

What would innocent people do without Google? According to me, invent of Google is the greatest invention of all. I can get information about anything and anyone and Mr. Monk is one of those searches.

Last night during the call, I asked him what his real name is, not his monk name but his real birth name and he said it is Demyan.

To say I was shocked was an underestimation. His name is exactly what his name is in the play just the difference of 'y' in the place of 'I' but both pronounce the same.

I think its fate.

To meet him, to be his patient, to be his heroine, his name being the same as I gave him in the play, to be going on a date and to be marrying later, it's all fate that is taking part in bind us with each other.

So, last night I entered the name Demyan in the search bar of Google and the first think that appeared is Mr. Monk's picture along with his profile.

I didn't know he was that popular and I was shocked to know that he is a businessman too and has

d looked at him determined. "She doesn't understand our business, Egor. She knows we are Mafia but she doesn't know what we do to be mafia. So I brought her here to show her that she isn't dealing with an ordinary cotton candy man." I explained patiently and opened another file that needs my attention.

"So you left her our men who are practicing wrestling? She will run away berserk if she sees them fight so cruelly." He should understand that whatever I'm doing is for my and Zinnia's benefit.

"Exactly what I am expecting for! I've already warned the men to behave around her and they are our trusted lot so I want her to see how ruthless we are and scare her off without much effort." I enlightened him and he gave me doubtful look that spoke volumes.

"What if she does get scared and run away and tell people about us?" He sat on the chair before me and leaned back on it in a relaxed manner.

"She wouldn't. I trust her with this. And even if she does think of telling someone about us, she would be scared of us enough for us to warn her in our way. The warning works then." This time I saw an amused smile on his face and I raised an eyebrow no understanding about what he is so amused at.

Till now what Zinnia said was done but this first date is the mark of change of the control. From today onwards, what I say goes and Zinnia too will be obliged to dance to my tune.

Here you go Zinnia, my first date with you and probably last date with you is at my wrestling house. Let's see how crazy you would be when you see my fight like wild animals.

Let's see what you will do first.

Will you scream first or will you cry!

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