My bags are on the bed cause there is where I will be sleeping and Dimitri on the sofa, there is no way I will be sleeping next to him.
"Get comfy Petrov," I smirked placed my bag on the bed "I'm not sleeping on the sofa," he said "Well I'm not eith...
{Breath through the fear, and walk through the fire}
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Today is the day, I get to go to the Mafia party that is held every year for 209 years, I am so excited, I smoothed my red glittery dress, and arranged my hair that is in loose curls, I looked at myself for a hot minute just me admiring myself, nothing new there, I grabbed my silver clutch and went downstairs where my dad is standing in his black suit and my mother arranging his tie in her long good dress, my mother Beatrice always kept the figure she had when she was my age, despite having 4 children.
The clicking on my silver heels grabbed their attention and my father looked at me with a warm smile and my mother had a proud look on her face, "I have to say, we don't make ugly baby's right hun?" my mother started making me roll my eyes, "Nope, you are right Mi Amore" he said kissing her, their love never once faded, they are still in love as they were all those years ago.
They kissed and my father squeezed my mothers ass "Omg, ew, can we please go," I covered my eyes and walked away from them and I heard them chuckling from behind me, we stepped in the limo I sat next to the window and my parents on the other side, whispering in each other's ear, "I should have gone in a separate car" I mumbled crossing my hands looking out the window with a scowl on my face.
"What was that honey?" my mother said, "Nothing" I mumbled, after a few more minutes we finally arrived, if I stayed in there just one more minute I might shoot myself with the gun I have strapped on the inside of my thigh, my parents got out first hand in hand then after them I got out, many cars and people are going in, there is a red carpet on the stairs as guards surrounded the place.
Many people were looking at me as we entered the building, we went through many corridors and finally, we stopped in front of two double doors, there are 2 guards there and a guy in a suit with a clipboard in his hands, "Name" he said in a small voice "Diavolo" my father said, and the guy tensed and stepped back as he checked the list, he nodded to the two-man with a scared look on his face.
He knows who we are, good.
The doors opened and we walked inside the room, there are many people there, like a lot, many men were staring and women glaring, I ignored all of them, I walked where my parents walked, I grabbed some champagne from the tray of a guy and drank all of it, "Bianca, come here," my father said as mum went to talk with another female.
I walked to my father and stayed beside him, "I'm going to introduce you to everyone, I'm going to teach you everything about everyone, and who not to trust," he whispered in my ear, I nodded and we walked to a group of man in designer suits, "Gentleman, this is my daughter, Bianca" my father introduced, they all stopped talking and looked at me.
"Glad to finally meet you, Ms Bianca," one of them said with a smirk, they were all looking at my body like a bunch of starved men, "You can stop looking at my daughter that way now," dad said glaring at the males, "I haven't seen you since you were just a little girl," a dude said and I smiled, "But what is a girl doing here?" a younger man said "She is the next Donna di Famiglia"
