On Your Knees

Chapter 5

Amora's POV
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It was another sunny day in Sicily. The sky's cool blue color was the only thing that seemed to not be affected by the blazing temperature.

Papà told us to meet with him for breakfast outside in our garden but the heat is slowly starting to irritate us.

"Papà c'è qualche motivo per cui mangiamo fuori" Donnalee asked, fanning herself with a makeshift napkin fan. (Papà is there any reason we're eating outside).

Papà waved away our body guards stationed near the table. He wipes himself with his napkin before he looks up at our expecting eyes.

"As you girls may know, Aria has been preparing to take over the mafia. I've been thinking recently about how we are going to announce it." Papà explains, now looking at Aria who has a slightly worried expression.

"The Mafia Gala is in Spain this year. As you know, every year all of the leaders make a little speech before the night ends." He turns to Aria and puts a firm hand on top of her, "I am going to announce Aria as the new official Italian Don during my speech so all of the leaders know who the new fierce Don is going to be".

"Oh papà!" Aria throws her arms over Papà's neck and gives him a big hug.

"Our new Don, eh?" We turn at the voice and find Raphael and Matteo walking our way.

"Sorry for interrupting Capo but you are needing for an important meeting" Raphael says.

"Sorry amores but I have to go with them" Matteo says fixing his suit and walks away. We all stand up, happy to be escaping the sun's powerful assault.

"Shut the fuck up stupido" Aria says laughing.

Matteo flips us the finger and jogs to catch up with Papa and Raphael. As we're walking toward the house I remember that the Gala is in 5 days.

"Cazzo! Have you picked out dresses for the gala?" I ask my sisters who also turn to me with wide eyes. It seems that all this shit going on made us forget about the upcoming gala.

"Merda! We haven't, we forgot about it until you brought it up" Donnalee says.

"It's fine, I'll contact our designer and have her come over today" Aria tells us. I let out a sigh of relief and nudge her side. She turns to me and nods her head in my direction.

"So sorella, how does it feel to be the next capo of the Italian Mafia?" I say putting my hand around her waist and illustrating the words in the air with my other hand.

Aria chuckles and shoves her knuckles into my scalp. "Like I own the world, Amora".

Donnalee laughs, "Guys! Don't leave me out!". She throws herself at Donnalee's side and topples us over into the grass. We start to play fight as the sun's rays still hit our back.

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5 days later

I put in the stopper for my earring and look at myself in the mirror. Hot as shit, like always.

I had a soft dusty rose floor length gown that hugged my curves in all the right places. Our designer went all out and gave me a sheer bedazzled top that covered both of my breasts in pink and champagne jewels. The Spanish insisted that the gala should be masquerade so we had the designer make us masks that matched out outfit.