Mafia

Chapter Twenty-Four

Of course, I was right I could tell just by the look on his face that he had something important to tell me, something that I was probably not going to like. He lit himself a cigarette as he started the engine of the car and headed back towards the house, his eyes never once meeting my own. 

"So, what is it that you have to tell me?" I ask as he takes another drag from his cigarette his eyes still locked onto the road. He pauses for a minute clearly thinking about what he is going to say, before biting the bullet. 

"My father has demanded that we have to go to my mother's party." I scoff slightly which makes him turn his attention to me. "What is funny." He snaps causing me to instantly drop the smile on my face. I decided to not cause an argument and stay quite whilst he continues to smoke. 

"We have to be there for six, Montanna is at the house, and she will be making you presentable for tonight." I rolled my eyes, knowing that I did not need other women to do my makeup and hair for me. 

It was very apparent that she was at the house, as her bright red car was parked out the front, and immediately as we arrived, she stepped out the car. She had long blonde hair that stopped at her breasts, which she flicked over her shoulder as she headed straight for Giovanni. "Long time no see darling." 

I glare at the two of them as they exchange a hug, and she flickers her attention to me. "And you must be V! So nice to meet you." She states also hugging me before her eyes stare at my bump. "Omg you are so far along!" Maybe my first thoughts about her where a little harsh she seemed nice. 

"Only three more months!" I laugh as we head towards the house, Giovanni had already disappeared leaving the two of us to gossip and talk about everything to do with babies. The conversation flowed as she started doing my hair and makeup, only even stopping to take a sip of water from the side. 

"Have you thought of any baby names for her?" She asks as she brushes through my hair before starting to curl each strand. 

"No not really there are a few I like but none of them really stand out." She nods her head in agreement concentrating on doing my hair. "Perhaps Lily something flowery I think." I fell her eyes snap towards me. 

"Are you not going for a more Italian name?" That made me stare at her before shaking my head. 

"No Giovanni has not cared to speak about the naming of his child, and therefore it is going to be something more basic." She nods her head not saying anything as she finishes the final piece of my hair spraying it all into place. 

"Well, you are almost ready, however you have to pick your dress out." She says offering me a hand which I gladly take to get out of the chair I had been sat in for the past hour. She had brought with her a selection of dresses all that looked tiny and would not fit my bump. 

"I know they look tiny, but they will all fit I promise they are maternity." She states, each dress looked like a prom dress, there was a red silk dress that had a long train, a sparkly pink dress that was low cut, each one was gorgeous and something that I would have dreamed of wearing to prom. 

After trying almost every single dress on, we both agreed that the black dress was the best one, it incorporates both sparkles, tool and elegance and that is something that I most defiantly going to be needing if I am meeting an array of new people. For the shoes we had settled on heels however they were small and where not going to make me trip over or break an ankle. 

And after what felt like forever, we were done. 

"Very good work Montanna." Giovanni says as he stares at me, from the doorway where he is standing. Like me she doesn't respond and instead packs away her belongings before giving me one final hug and leaving. I know that she has the same thoughts about what a prick he is, however, he most defiantly pays her well and so I don't blame her for working for him.