Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

24: Dinner

Well, shit... The dinner.

"Well, -"

"With who?" She cuts him off.

"Just some business friends." He answeres her honestly, well they aren't really friends but whatever.

"Okay." With that, she kisses his cheek and heads for the bathroom. A few seconds later he hears the water running, idicating that she's about to take a shower.

"I wanna shower alone!" She shouts.

Well, there goes that thought.

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After Charlene took a shower, Santino went in and they're now in their closets picking their dinner outfits.

She picks out a dark-purple coloured, silk dress. That reaches mid-thigh and highlights her body curves perfectly, still avoiding being too tight: that's what she loves most about silk. Pairing it with black, strappy, block heels and cute little purple butterfly earings. She adds a purple themed make-up and she's all done.

"Sembri cosí bella." She hears someone say, in a sexy low voice.[you look so beautiful]

She turns around to look at Santino and smiles. Now she's not fluent in Italian, but she knows what that meant. "Thank you my Renzo." Santino frowns at her statement.

"No more calling me 'my love' huh?" He asks tilting his head to the side. "Nope."

Just as she is about to exit through the closet door, Santino blocks her way. "Really." He says, not exactly sounding like it's a question. She sighs and folds her arms, looking straight into his eyes. She knows that's his weakness, the pair of pretty mismatched eyes.

"Not this time principessa."

"Okay fine!..... Thank you my love." She says and he throws her a huge smile, moving swiftly out of her way. Not missing the opportunity to peak at her ass. It was seriously screaming for him to spank it, so he does. The mischievous mafia man dared to spank that ass, and she just turned back to throw him a mean glare.

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After a very long car ride, the car slows down. Now approaching a mansion, it looks beautiful. Yet it is an undeniable fact that Santino's mansion is way bigger and better. Obviously.

After being let through the gates they can see a couple standing outside, clearly waiting on their arrival. The car stops as they reach the end of the driveway and a guard opens the door for the couple. Santino exits first and holds out a hand for Charlene. Shocked does not begin to describe the looks on everyone's faces as they see her. They realise it's the singer from the last dinner evening, and a certain Amber Smith now has a slight scowl on her face. She does not like Charlene one bit. Especially now, but the feeling's mutual otherwise.

Charlene remembers them too, very well actually. Especially the lady, tsk. How could she forget her... The little bi-

Anyway, they all get introduced and head inside. They go all the way to the back of the house where there's a large porch facing over the amazing landscape of the backyard. Taking a seat on a eight people table, Michael at the head, Amber on his left, Santino on the right with Charlene beside him.

"Well I must say.. You have a beautiful house Michael." Charlene says with a tiny smile on her face.

"Mr Smith!" Amber says, looking at Charlene.

"No no, Michael's fine darling." Michael stares at his wife. Well, this is gonna be a long ass dinner.

Right on time, the maids enter with the dishes. Laying them out carefully on the table and every one starts eating. Little conversations are held here and there with Amber absolutely being rude, mostly to Charlene.

"So Charlotte, what did you say is the relationship between you and Santino again?" Amber asks, well shit.

Charlene answers;"well the name's Charlene, and me and Santino are just that. Two adults in a relationship Andrew." Santino stiffles a laugh, knowing that Charlene is well aware the name's Amber.

Amber scowls and continues to speak; "So you live in his mansion now. Such a big house must be very unusual for you isn't so?"

"Well no, I grew up in a mansion actually. You however, Andrew, you were just forced to marry Michael because your parents did not have money am I right. That means you're the one who's not used to living so lavishly, I do feel sorry for you. It get's better though, I promise." She anweres her with absolute fake pitty on her face. Thankful Santino briefed her a little bit about Amber and Michael's backround on the car ride.

Michael clears his throat. "So Charlene, what do you do for a living." He says.

"Well, I'm currently a singer and a model, but I have done quite a number of things after finishing school. I'm a person who's interested in just about everything."

"Such as?"

"Well, I went to culinary school so basically I'm a qualified chef. I studied fashion and business. After all the studying and all, I became a stripper. It was actually kind of fun, but I'm doing other things now."

"Well I must say, your life has been far more eventful than most of us."Michael chuckles. "Santino, you've been awfully quiet. What do you say we head inside for a while and let the ladies bond."

The men stand up from the table, Santino kisses Charlene's cheek and they leave. The atmosphere has definitely changed.

"I was supposed to marry Santino actually, and not Michael." Amber says waiting for a reply, but Charlene keeps quiet and drinks her red wine.

"I think he's interested in me you know, Santino. It's just that Michael's getting in the way of things.".. Again, no reaction.

"And you, Charlene. You're just a way for him to make me jealous. Yeah, that's what it is... Right?"

"What could he possibly want from someone like you. He's mine, he has always been mine. My Renzo-"

*slap*

"Ok look here, Andrew. I'm an extremely civilised lady myself, you know. Ok that's a lie, but I've been listening to your bullshit for way too long. If you must know, I'm a little bit phsyco and I have killed my fair share of people. Please do your husband a favour and try not to get killed by me, he's a really nice man. I would hate to break his heart, as for Santino.. He's mine! My fucking Renzo." Charlene says to Amber and sits back down.

She drinks her wine in silence for a while and the men soon return.

"Well, nice to find that no one has died." Santino says with a light smirk.

"You're a funny man Santino. Amber dear, let's walk the guests out shall we."