Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

I stood at the podium, ready to make the first speech, and introduce the entertainment for the night. The crowd applauded me as I walked up, probably most out of pity.

My parents always organized the mafia ball and since everyone thought they where dead still they obviously didn't do it.

I looked over the crowd; Angelina and Luna stood at the bar waving at me. Matteo and Luca had their arms wrapped round their wives possesivley.

Lorenzo on the other hand, sat at the bar. His arms crossed over his chest and his eyes burning into mine.

I smiled, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for joining me here tonight for our yearly Mafia Ball." The crowd applauded once more. "I don't want to waste your time with a boring speech, when we have entertainment already to go. Tonight we have a special performance from an old friend of mine; please welcome Ralph Green." The crowd let out a small clap of course unsure of who Ralph was.

Enzo, still didn't know that Ralph was; gay, or a stripper, or had no interest in me what so ever. Never.

I walked off stage as the curtains opened. Ralph moved out and began to sing before you go, by Lewis Capaldi.

The floor swarmed with wives pulling their husbands up to the floor, and teen girls dancing with their future husbands.

Something in me...changed. At that moment. Enzo was right. This world was dangerous, creul, reckless. Teen girls being forced off to marry; I was lucky enough that my father never even considered doing that to me.

Luna and Angelina passed me, smiling my way with their husbands. I was so happy for them finally starting a family.

I hated that I was still stuck in the same place, but then again – that was my own choice.

Vincent walked over to me reaching out his hand. "Let me give you a dance." I placed my palm in his as he guided me to the dance floor. I seen Maria and Enzo where dancing on the other side of the floor. Enzo was laughing at something his mother said.

"The only other time I see Enzo smile is when he's with you Myla." Vincent said, swaying with me to the song. "We want very different things in life Vince." He raised his brow questioning me. "Are you sure about that Myla?" I sighed and bit my cheek.

Enzo made me a different person, sure I loved working in the mafia, I loved my family, but Enzo. Lorenzo. He was different.

He brought me new happiness that I won't ever be able to describe to anyone. "If your letting him go. Tell him. He still holds hope Myla." I sighed as the song came to an end.

The room let out claps all round.

The floor cleared as Ralph began to sing Grace, by Lewis Capaldi. I looked up watching Enzo move towards me as I did him.

It was in those few moments that all I have ever loved flashed before me.

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"Enzo, don't be a dick! If you spent more time learning how to shoot than you do hitting on me, you'd be half as good as me." I smirked, tilting my head.

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"It takes you that long to get ready? You still look the same." I rolled my eyes hitting him with my purse and moving past him with my date to my first ever mafia ball.

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"Your cute when your angry Myla." I pushed him back, storming out of the home gym.