Art of the Ladydick: The Donna's Love

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v o t e + c o m m e n t

Everyone who was anyone showed up to impress in celebration of Don Niko Jilani's twenty-seventh birthday. Despite some people being against endorsing people who chose to be a part of criminal organizations like the mafia. The people of Italy treated the family of the Don with such prestige and acclaim that you would think they were a royal family. The people of Italy admired the Don and the mafia because of what they do for the community and the country.

All week the media were losing their minds with anticipation of the grand party that Esme was throwing in her son's honor. Many were in attendance tonight, from acclaimed celebrities, diplomats, Presidential officials, you name it. On the other hand, Niko would have wanted to be anywhere else than having to be in the eyes of so many he could care less for.

Niko, Giovanni, and Ronaldo were dressed in the best tailor-made bulletproof suits that money could buy. It took them almost half an hour to make it inside due to people stopping to speak to Niko every two minutes. Once inside, Esme made it very clear that she spared no expense with how well she decorated the inside of the Uffizi Gallery located in Florence, Italy.

"Da dove cominciare, da dove cominciare" Giovanni smirked darkly, rubbing at his neatly groomed beard. His eyes shifted around the room, bouncing from one beautiful woman to the next. Giovanni already knew he was going to have more than his fill tonight.

Translation: Where to start, where to start,

"Easy Gio," Ronaldo said besides him, "remember that this is not for you." He reminded his friend; they all knew that Giovanni was the lady's man who was never satisfied out of all three of them. Ronaldo was more restrained and took his time in choosing the woman who had to want to keep his bed warm for the moment. Niko attracted the most women, but he was rarely seen with them. Niko was more work-oriented than women-driven. Granted, they all knew how to have fun, especially after a killing spree. That high was like no other.

"Sta per essere", Giovanni replied, "look at all of these stunning honeys,"

In that very moment, their eyes landed on one overly sensual raven-haired woman that they both could count on their hands how many times they have all had her in various positions. "Hello again, Don," she said, stepping as close as she knew she could, knowing better than to touch him.

Translation: "It is about to be,"

Niko gave her a curt nod meeting her tempting green eyes. It only took one look from either of them for her pussy to salivate in pure want and needed for either of them to break her back the way she liked. "Amara," Niko said, not caring for her presence.

Amara gave Niko a wink sauntering away sexily to the group of women she arrived with. "She can be my Donna any day of the week," Giovanni spoke up,

"Quello è pazzo, Gio," Niko sighs, "even for you,"

Translation: That one is crazy, Gio,

"I like my woman a bit crazy, keeps things interesting," Giovanni smiled,

"Niko, figlio mio," Esme called, drawing the men's attention.

Translation: Niko, my son,

"Ciao mamma," Niko smiled as his mother leaned up, kissing his cheek lovingly, "sei bellissima," he complimented.