The Devil Wants Me - 18+ Mafia Romance

SEVEN

When Dorian brought me to his home I thought it would be my cage, a prison he would keep me locked away in until our wedding. I wasn't really sure what nonsense was going through my mind, sure I was being forced to marry but I wasn't some abduction victim, not really. As the days went on, I realised Dorian doesn't care too much for what I do as long as I quote, 'don't leave the country or try to run.' Fairly simple really.

We have adopted a schedule that seems to keep us both happy. In the evening I will prepare dinner where we sit and chat about anything we deem of importance that evening, most of the time it's the damn weather, but with each day we become comfortable with each other. And I can't be picky, at least he's friendly. On the odd occasion we will find ourselves joking about something or he would laugh at something silly I may have said. Which is pretty much all of the time. We realised we have a few things in common, the gym being the biggert of the few. Apparently Dorian favoured himself as a mixed martial artist, which I was pretty impressed with. He promised to take me to his gym, sorry, Dojo one weekend to show me a thing or two. So overall I would say we were making progress. Not 'invite her into my evil empire' progress but a girl can hope.

Tiger head buts my hand for the hundredth time as I relax on the couch. Nursing a hot mug of hot coffee in one hand as I pet the needy kitty with the other. The sound of keys jingling at the front door draws my attention. "Si mamma." Dorian enters carrying two black dress bags slung over his shoulder and his phone tucked between his ear and shoulder as he speaks rapidly in Italian to his mother. I could only understand a few pieces of their conversation. Something about an event taking place tomorrow, a ball grown and our marriage. Sounds interesting.

Dorian doesn't see me as he throws the bags down on one of the kitchen stools. With a sigh he rubs his brow. This man seriously needs a spa day, the tension in his body is almost making me ache in sympathy. "Te amo." He ends the call and turns to face me. His blue eyes travel over my body and I suddenly think I should have gone for leggings, not shorts.

"And here I thought you didn't see me." His eyes narrow, darkening as he glances towards my legs again. Oh Dorian! Maybe my plan was working after all. Butter him up with all the delicious food a man could ever dream of and he would be putty in my hands.

"I saw you." Before I could decipher the shift in him he turns back towards the dress bags and picks one up to show me. "This is for you." Sitting forward as he unzips the bag to reveal a beautiful royal blue dress.

"I hope you don't have any plans tomorrow night. Your presence has been requested at my family's monthly event. Dad wishes to announce our engagement." The little pieces of conversation I picked up on are starting to make sense now. Standing, I quickly take the dress out of his hands and inspect it. Wow. I don't think I have ever worn anything so elegant.

"Did you choose this?" I ask in awe.

"Yes, I hope you like it." I look away from the dress long enough to catch the awkward neck scratch. With a wide smile I nod my head profusely.

"I love it! I hope it fits."

"It should, I called your mother. She had your measurements from a dress you had made a few months ago." I remembered the dress, but I might have put on a little weight - I like to call it my mini bulk - since. But no matter, I'm sure it will be fine. Leaving the living room I venture into my room to try it on. I strip quickly and remove the dress from the bag and hanger.

Standing in front of the full length mirror on the wall I pull the dress over my hips and pull the thin strap up over my shoulders. It fits my height perfectly, hugging my curves as it leads down to the fabric puddling around my feet. The chest falls in a waterfall style over my breast leaving a little bit to the imagination. The colour is what struck me, royal blue with small pearls dotted over the fabric, the further they trail down the less there is. It reminds me of stars in the night sky.