Chapter 3- Dress up

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I woke up from my nap. I totally forgot I was in the plane. I stretch then look out the window. I then felt a hand snake around my waist.

I turn over to look at Nathan snaking his arm around my waist. "Uhh.. Nathan? What are you doing?" I asked slowly taking his arm off my waist.

He then looked at me and blushed. "O-oh just uh... stretching?"

I rolled my eyes. Of course he isn't stretching. I then shrugged it off then looked back at the window. I opened the little tablets on the plane seats and checked what time we are going to arrive in Italy. It says we are going to arrive in Italy around 8:00 PM, and a few more hours to go. Italy is not that far from France.

I sighed and layed back. I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn to find my dad standing there, with a smile plastered around his face. My dad smiles!?

"chère.. follow me please" my dad spoke walking away. I got up, walking past Nathan and I followed my dad.

We  walked into a room, and my dad closed the door. "This is going to be your room" my dad spoke. I look around, amazed. The room was pretty big.

"Cool!" I blurted out. My dad clears his throat, causing me to face him, catching his attention.

"This convention is going to be a masquerade ball. I have picked out a dress for you.. erm.. well.. the maids have. It's in the closet with your mask." My dad spoke. Omg! A dress! Eeeeee!!! I run to my closet and open the doors.

I open the doors to find a ruby, satin dress. It was a ruby red. It was so beautiful. It wasn't a poofy dress, but it was pretty formal and decent. I take it out, to also find the mask. The mask is the same color as my dress, and it has black lace.

"I love it" I said, examining the beautiful dress in front of me.

"I'm glad you like it" my father said. Right when my dad was about to close the door, he said something that confused me.

"Hey.. when we get to the ball, don't talk to any other mafia families. I know it's a ball and we are supposed to talk to people and stuff but.. don't talk to anyone." My dad spoke. I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Huh? Why!?" I asked. I am really confused.

My dad looks at me deep in the eyes then said, "just don't. You must obey me" I gulped then slowly nodded.

"I'll take my leave now" he then walks out of the door leaving me standing there confused. Why can't I not socialize? I can't talk to people!? Oh well, my dads been keeping me in a shit hole for a while, and I am still going to socialize to people. 'Don't talk to anyone' my ass.

I looked down at my bed to look at the dress. It was truly beautiful. I locked the door, picking up my dress. I am going to try it on.

3 minutes later, I have the dress on. I look in the mirror and.... Oh.... My...... gosh. It was amazing. The satin, silk dress, went right down my thighs, reaching down to my feet. The material was amazing as well.

(Here's a pic of the dress and mask, and oh I did not imagine the mask to look like that. I don't like it but hey it's still a red and black mask.)

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