'You can only run so much from me love.' He whispers into my ear. Who knew men whispering could be so hot, wait it's not men, it's this man.
I slowly step back until the rough surface of the wall comes into contact with my open back. At the slight t...
A/N Hey bitches guess who's back! Me, obviously, anyways hope yall have been taking care of yourself. Hope you all enjoy this chapter and don't forget to vote and comment, I want to hear your thoughts! - B
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Walking further into the hall, there are some indistinct whispers. Men's predatory gazes land on me, making me shrivel up with discomfort. Women staring at like vulchers waiting to feed on me. The toxicity of this place is strangling me, but I keep walking towards papa. He's looking me up and down, nodding in approval. As if I care about what he thinks anymore.
"Te ves hermosa cariño." (You look beautiful sweetheart.) His eyes start welling up with tears, this is the papa who brought me up and I miss him so much. Reluctantly I hug him, and he doesn't object. Everything about this I missed, I grew up with mama barely in the picture, she died just one year after Sage did, before that though, she was in and out of hospitals for what felt like every day. I think that's what broke my father the most, she was the absolute love of his life. They were so deeply in love, he would do anything for her, even die for her. I've always admired their relationship. In a world ruled by mafias and mobs, it's rare to get married out of pure love.
Stepping back from the warm hug, I excuse myself to go to the bathroom, I can't ruin my makeup any more than I already have. My heels clicking towards the bathroom, I push open the oak door decorated with gold accents. By the looks of things, no one was in here, thank god, now I can sniffle as loud as I want without people thinking a bomb got dropped on the house. Making my way over to the mirror, I looked like me, but I didn't feel like me. My reflection was just a doll with nothing behind it, I felt empty.
Putting my clutch on the counter, I pulled out small tissues to dab my under eyes, the eyebags were a struggle I wasn't going to deal with just now. Throwing the tissue in the bin, I started reapplying my lipstick, while I was doing that, I heard a flush behind me. So it turns out someone was here, at least I didn't start the sniffling part of the routine yet. Unlocking the latch of the bathroom door, a gorgeous blonde walks out.
"Holy shit these bathrooms are fucking fancy as hell, Arlo should fucking invest in shit like this". She sees me then freezes. After a couple seconds of a staring showdown, she walks towards the sinks. "So... this is a bit awkward isn't it?" She questions.
"Well awkward is a bit of an understatement isn't it" I respond. Finishing my touch ups on my makeup. The woman next to me is wearing a dark green dress with diamond pieces decorating it. She has a high leg slit on her left leg, and spaghetti straps on her shoulders, the colour perfectly contrasts to her blonde hair. She looks ethereal.
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We both compliment each other and talk for a while about anything and everything, all while fixing up ourselves in the mirror. I came to learn that her name is Alessia and that she is Arlo's cousin. She claims he's a "stupid donkey fuckfaced whore". Not my words, hers. She seems like a really sweet girl and we got along super easily. We will soon be related somehow. Barging into the bathroom was my sister, if she was in a cartoon there would be animated smoke coming out of her ears and her face would be as red as a fucking tomato.
"While you've been chatting with your new best friend here I've had to deal with these old, nearly extinct mafia men looking at my boobs. Come on you fat whore." And with that she grabbed me by the hand dragging me behind her. Snickering behind me, I flip off Alessia and laugh to myself as well. Re-entering the massive hall, it feels a lot more congested. It's weird to believe the room before me is in my house.
It is a massive room filled with tables, each table has a large white bouquet on them, and golden cutlery. Massive chandeliers hang from the ceiling, mixed with smaller lights along the walls. The walls have grand paintings with different gemstone accents, along with a massive stage at the front of the hall. Along the far side of the hall is a large buffet and bar, with an endless amount of food and drink. The room could accompany hundreds of people, and that mere thought causes shivers to run down my spine.
"Papá dijo que socialicemos y nos mezclemos." (Papa said to socialise and mingle) Adessa said, with a hint of glumness adding to it. Nodding with reluctance, I walk towards the bar. If I'm going to have to socialise I'm gonna need some liquid courage. I order a sunset rum, we are going to have something strong as fuck and hope we don't say anything stupid that could get myself killed. As I get my drink from the bartender, I look around the room filled with guests, I barely recognise any of them, they must be friends of Papa's or maybe Arlo's family.
Immediately all the chatter ceases, it's as if someone got killed or something, everyone's heads turn to one side of the hall. The entrance. All the men look at him in admiration and the women look like they want to rip his clothes off. I can't blame them because I want to as well. Walking through the door is possibly the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life. It looks like he was handcrafted by the man above himself. He walks with a sense of confidence, as if nothing could hurt him, his stance makes him look extremely tall. He is wearing an all black, 3 piece suit. It looks like he is wearing all Armani but I can't see for sure. Behind him walk two men, both of equal build. Tall, muscular and intimidating. Their powerful aura radiated throughout the room and everyone could feel it.
A/N I'M BACK! So this chapter gives me mixed feelings, like I don't know if I like it or hate it or like in the middle, how did you guys find it. Also I was going to update yesterday but in the morning I had netball and in the evening I went to my friend's Christmas in July party and I was so fucking tired when I came back so I didn't get to update, so here it is.
So we met Alessia? What do we think of her? I also made a pinterest board for her on bookwh0re__ so if you want to check that out you can, I am going to make an aesthetic for her to put on the characters page but I haven't yet.
Also I was tryna describe the ballroom, I found a photo to go off slightly, but it doesn't look exactly how I pictured it but it is somewhat similar. Looking at the photo though, I'm kind of hating it more and more, but if you don't like it, you can imagine it however you want.
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Anyways, don't forget to vote and comment, and have an amazing day or night. Love all of you guys thanks for reading! - B
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