Mr. De Santis

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Harley's POV:

After a long day of day drinking with Amelia and trying on thousands of dresses we both finally picked one. I'm not gonna lie to you when I say that this dress is hot shit.

Amelia and I both went to our rooms to take a hot shower and refresh ourselves since my father told us we were 'going to get ourselves killed' if we showed up as hammered as we were. After arguing with him a little Amelia passed out on the couch and I realised he was kinda right and well now here we are. I'm almost completely sober and the ball starts in about 2 hours.

Every year each mafia gets to host the ball and this year it's the Italians turn... fun. The ball starts at 7 But my family has never been one for rules so we always end up getting there late.

I had just stepped out the shower when I heard a my door fling open, it was Amelia and surprisingly she didn't at all look like she had blacked out an hour ago.

"Fuck my head is pounding" Amelia states walking over to my bed and flopping on it

"Ye well that's your fault for taking the whole bottle of tequila and downing it because 'it tastes just like apple juice' "

"Shhhh" Amelia says quietly and covers her ears with the pillow beside her. She lay like that for a moment before sitting completely up right on the bed

"okay Amelia. gather yourself together, it's time to fuck shit up" Amelia says with a smirk on her face causing me to laugh

After many people in and out of the house, we were finally ready. I had a dark makeup look and red lipstick on. My signature Color. I had just finished putting on my dress and heels when I walked over to the Mirror absolutely pleased with the way I looked.

MAKE UP LOOK:

DRESS:

I walked over to my dresser next to my bed and grabbed a few knifes and strapped them under my dress against my thigh.

Growing up in the mafia has taught me to never leave the house or anywhere without some sort of weapon. And well knowing Alessandro is going to be there tonight and since the last ball we literally ruined the whole thing with a full on deathly fight. I'm taking these incase.

I had just finished strapping in my last knife when my eyes fell to the box Alessandro had given me last night. I walked over and picked up the knife, fuck this shit is one of the best knives I've ever had. And with that thought I added the knife to the collection I had strapped to my thighs.

One last look in the mirror and I was ready. I wasn't taking anyone as my date. No way in hell am I bringing a normal to this gathering and having to babysit him the whole night. Fuck that. Amelia expressed how much she liked that idea and decided to go solo tonight aswell.

"Holy shit" Amelia said loudly as she saw me walking down the stairs

"Oh right back at you Mel" I said looking her up and down and winking

"Alessandro is going to be drooling over you tonight" Mel said eyeing me over once more

"That's the goal, he is too distracted to do anything and boom. Pretty boy is lying on the floor" I replied hushing Amelia up

"That's my baby" I heard my father chirp as he entered the room

"You two look astonishing!" My mother interrupted my father as she enters the room

"You girls ready to go?"

"Absolutely" I replied quickly
"Can't wait" Amelia said right after me giving me a quick wink before walking towards the door.

Our family had decided to take a limo this year. It was pulled up front, no doubt with a few bottles of champagne and great treats in there.

I hopped in the car and so did the rest of the family; my mother, my father, Amelia and myself all grabbed a glass and poured some champagne in it, I downed mine quickly and poured myself another.

Before I know it our car is already down our driveway and pulling into the road when my father turns to both me and Mel with a serious look on his face

"you two. No shit tonight"

Mel and I just laughed

"I'm being serious, with the Russians attacking us recently and the rest of the mafia world being there I cannot afford you and Alessandro going at it with each other again or whatever the hell it is you two do" my father rambled on

"No shit okay. The Italians are the hosts tonight and we are already long life enemies with them. No need to piss off the Russians tonight too okay, understood?"

Mel and I just nodded in clear understanding of what my father had just said. He was right. With the Russians attack and the balls being hosted by the Italians tonight we already were going to have our hands full.

But if that fuckface starts something with me. I'm not promising I won't cut his dick off right there and then.

I was broken out of my thoughts when Mel tapped me on the shoulder

"We still on for our plan?" She whispered secretly

Finally noticing we were here and my father and mother had already gotten out the car I turned to Mel and winked at her

"Of course"

Let's see what you got Alessandro.

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