Mrs. De'Luca

Chapter 2

Adrianna's Pov

It's 6:00am I've barely slept, but I have to get up. I get up and make my way to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror and seeing the effects of my lack of sleep. My skin is dull and my back hurts.

I decide on not wasting anymore time and begin my morning routine. After my shower I washed my face then proceeded with seven step skin care routine the couldn't be more complicated then it all ready is. I  brush my teeth and got dressed for today. Know we will probably go straight to my future in laws. I dressed "appropriately" as my father said.

Seeing as how most of my clothes have already been packed I'm left with the very few options I've laid out the night before. I go with black trouser, with white top and black jacket to match. I throwing on the first pair of white shoes I see. I look my self over one last time in the mirror. I kept my hair and makeup simple. I my hair is in a ponytail, and used concealer for under my eyes and blush to bring back color to my face.

Grabbings my bag I head for the kitchen. Once I'm make it to the staircase Andrew our family bodyguard take my luggage down for me. Once In the kitchen I see my mother is already drinking her coffee. I go to grab mug for myself when father enter the kitchen.

"Really that is what you divided to wear." He scoffs

"She looks fine to me, Paolo." My mother say in my defense.

Before he can say anything else Andrew I interrupts."excuse my sir, but the car is ready."
Bella and Matteo won't be coming seeing as how they are to young mother will be leaving them with her sister aunt Lucia.

We decide to drive instead of flying seeing as how the drive is just short two hours. Once we are settled in our seats. My mother took my hand a said "don't stress your self to much you look fine and you'll be great."

I gave her a tight smile and say "I'm just tried I'm going to try to get some sleep before we get there."

I manage to sleep for the first half of the car ride. I feel I haven't taken the time to fully process everything until now. I'm getting married, to a man I don't even know.

He could be cruel, selfish, evil human being and I wont be able to do anything about it. I wonder what he looks like, is he tall?  Does he feel the same way I do? How long has he known?

What will my life be like after marriage? What is to be expected of me ? Will I have a say at all? Where will be stay during are engagement? How will the public react?

Most mafia men hide their underground business behind a corporate front. Many men own large companies in order to launder large amounts if money without suspicion.  The have to create a public persona.

Time continues to go by and soon enough we arrived. Or I at least assumed so we were 30 minutes out of the city and approached a large melt gate with guards surrounding the perimeter. It doesn't take for us to get threw and reach the beautiful spanish styled house. Getting out of the car and getting a better looks at the huge home in front of me. The mansion had smooth white exterior with a burnt orange tilled roofing. Along with beautiful arch's that framed home perfectly.  

My father get out of the car and proceeds to walk up the steps to the front door. Standing by the car I cant bring myself to walk up the steps. Taking a deep breath I close my eyes to collect my thoughts when I feel someone grab my hand. Opening my eyes I  find mother standing in front of me with a forced smile. I can tell she's trying to comfort me the best she can.  

"It okay, everything is going to be fine." she whispers as she pulls me towards the steps.

Once we make it to the door my father does not hesitate to ring the door bell. It doesn't take long for the door to be opened and be met by a beautiful women. "Welcome! come in come in, Maria it so good to see you again!" the women says as we enter and hugs my mother. "You too Gloria, how are your boys?" before she could answer she's cut off "Welcome Paolo, I'm glad to see you've made here safely." There he was the current Mob boss of New York Stefano De'Luca.  His posture was broad as he stood tall, taking long slow strides to stand next the beautiful women that I know is Gloria.

With fake smile my father stretch's out his hand and says "Its always a pleasure thank you for having us." After Stefano shakes my fathers hand he take my mothers and brings it up to his lips. "Maria." he says with crooked smile as he turns to me "Ahh well isn't the bride to be, come here so I can get a better look at you." 

I hesitantly approach him giving him a polite smile while nodding my head  "sir." he grabs a hold of my arms while looking me over I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. "Well I see you raised a mannered child Paolo." 

"Of course" my father replies

"Now, come let us discuss the details." Stefano says as he gesture towards area I'm assuming is the living room. My mother takes my hand again giving it a tight squeeze while giving me a reassuring smile. 

As we entered the living room I look around to see a man and women already standing off to the side. The living room was a modern style with two large black couches and arm chairs that surrounded the cool toned glass coffee table. The walls are the perfect shade of white that tied in the gray detailing of the living room. "Here, sit here" Gloria says as she places a hand to the spot next her. She sat at the center couch that was pushed up against the windowed wall. Give her a light smile I take my seat beside her. My father and mother sat on the couch to my right while Stefano took his place on one of the arm chairs. 

"This is Olivia and Michael they will be taking care of all things media and publicity related. To ensure we don't raise any suspicion with the public and put or legitimate companies at risk." Stefano explains

"We are here to go over the plans for the next three months. There's going to be a lot of attention on you and Mr. De'Luca with the sudden announcement of a marriage." Micheals says

"That is why we have already began the process for you guys months a go. Seeing how the wedding wont be until the end of March or early April. We started the mentions of a relationship back in July of last year. We wanted to orchestrate the most believable story line as possible, over time occasionally if Mr.De'Luca had an interviews he was to make subtle comments." Olivia adds.  

I always knew this day was to come eventually but I never fully grasped the idea of other peoples Involvement. Olivia and Micheal counties to take turn to explain the step they have already planned. From public announcements, staged dates, to paparazzi calls. Everything was meticulously planned out, even the wedding its self aside from a few minor detail that the have requested from me to approve. 

After all plans were explained Olivia handed my a thin binder. Inside held all information they had already explained and more. During all of this the man who was going to be my husband never showed. To say I was surprised would be and understatement, does he really lack that much care in the situation. 

"We should show you,  your rooms. this way you can get some rest and freshen up before dinner. If you are hungry or need anything don't be shy to ask Teresa, you can find her in the kitchen." Gloria says as she gets up from her couch. "Maria and Paolo I will have Teresa show you to the guest house. As for Adrianna I will have our driver take you to Antonios Apartment." 

Wait his apartment? I wont be staying here with my parents? If he lives in an apartment he must live in the city. I don't get to say much before I'm escorted to the car waiting in the drive way. My hands begin to sweat. I'm really going to be staying with him, alone? Before I get in I see Olivia approaching me. "Hey I just wanted to make sure you have my number incase you need anything or have any questions. It was our idea to have you stay with Mr. De'Luca to make the relationship seem more real." she adds as she hands me her business card which I assume has her number.

"Yeah that makes sense. Thank you for this I'll make to give you a call if anything comes up" I say holding up the card she handed me. "Of course Miss.Russo" 

"Please call me Adrianna." Correcting her "Okay, Adrianna"

I smile as I get into the car and shutting the door behind me. I feel like I can finally breathe again.  

A/N: Hey sorry for the super late update, I genuinely forgot to post. I know there's probably a bunch of spelling/grammar errors just bear with me I plan to edit this later. Hope you enjoyed let me know your thoughts.