' I felt a strong arm wrap around my waist,
another in my hair. I felt his warm breath on
my neck. I melted in to his touch.
I longed for it. I craved it.
His hands traced my body.
It gave me pleasant goosebumps.
His lips connected with my...
It was the day after the incident with my dad. It was Lucas' time to be sort of promoted to leader. His father was going to be there. In all honesty, I was terrified of his father. But then again, I'm terrified of all powerful men in the mafia. But every mafia boss has to have a pretty face. Meaning a wife or a woman in general to make them seem more manly. Tonight I had to be the pretty face for Lucas.
I had to wear this red dress that was a little bit too revealing for my taste, but it's for a party so I'm putting up with it.
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I put it on and stood in the floor length mirror. I heard a light knock on the door. I walked over and opened it. It was Lucas' mother.
I smiled.
"Hello," she smiled enthusiastically. "You look lovely."
"Thank you," I smiled. "You look lovely too." I let her into my bedroom.
"Oh this old thing," she said. I giggled. "Well I came up to maybe help with your hair and makeup."
"That would be great," I smiled.
She set up her flat iron and her makeup set. She did a beautiful Smokey eye look, and began to curl my hair with the flat iron.
"You know," she said. "I'm glad my Adonis is getting married. I've always wanted a daughter, and well, this is the closest I'm going to get to having one." She told me.
I smiled softly. It was very sweet.
"I'm glad that it's you he's going to marry." She said putting some finishing touches on my hair.
"Thank you." I smiled.
After we finished getting ready, we walked down the stairs. Lucas, Harry and Luck stood around the kitchen island with beers. All three boys looked over. I smiled slightly. I walked over and I felt amazing. I've never felt so gorgeous in my whole life. Yeah okay I have cuts, bruises and bandades on my face, but I still felt really pretty.
"Can I have beer?" I asked.
"Sure," Harry said. He and luck raced over to the fridge to get me a beer. Harry won and gave it too me, a little out of breath.
"Thanks." I smiled.
"So, are you ready to go?" Lucas asked, he placed his arm around my waist and looked me up and down.
"Yeah." I said. I took a sip from my beer.
We left and got into a limo parked on the driveway. I sat next to Lucas and fiddled with my hands in my lap. He placed his hand over mine. He hated when I did that.
