Philophobia

chapter 2

Eliana's POV:

I took my phone and purse after Sofia find her heels , we were ready to leave the house. It was currently 7.50 am.

I am totally ready for this day to end.

I opened the door and wait for Sofia to leave either. She had a cute sundress on which was white with little blue flowers. She wore white high heels, totally looking better than me.

I mostly don't like comparing myself to others or to be compared but when your sister has your stepmother's genetics , it's just a little hard to do so.

My stepmother is gorgeous. That is the only word to describe how she looks. She has the most unique beauty that i have ever seen. It is actually kind of a beauty that when you see you cannot take your eyes off.

I just wore a black silk dress. I personally don't like wearing high heels unless i need to so today , i just went with white converse.

Converse is life. I can sponsor them for my entire pathetic life.

We started walking towards the garage , which was consisting of 7 cars. My dad is a car addict , he is obsessed. It becomes more and more annoying to all of us every year , sometimes all he talks are cars but it is better than him being obsessed with alcohol, right ?

A win win situation for both of us.

I opened the front door of the Mercedes and get in the car while Sofia did the same.

"Bodyguards?" she asked looking at me , I sigh and shook my head.

"He is going to be so fucking mad." she said while chuckling.

He was indeed going to be mad but he won't be able to show it because we are going to be in a room full of Mafia man and women.

Which i'm totally thrilled.

"So where should we go ?" I asked while passing the gate of the house.

"I don't know , do you want something designer or thrift store?" she asked. I just want to wear a black dress , it doesn't matter how it was made of to be honest.

"You choose."

" Okay then , let's go to Kingston." she said and put her phone in the charger, matching the car with apple maps.

Kingston was the biggest shopping mall in New York, it has the every designer store that you could ever imagine. If i remember correctly , the shopping mall was American Mafia's , which was the owner of the most buildings in New York, obviously.

These things worked like this, most buildings in the Spain was my father's. Of course there wasn't just one Spanish Mafia. There are lots but the biggest one in Spain is my father's. So when someone says Spanish Mafia , everyone knows that they mean the Mafia which is lead by Sanchez family.

Every country has mafias, of course. But when we think of all the most successful mafias in their countries , we think ' Which Mafia amongst all of them is the most successful , richest and biggest ?'

It's an easy question to answer if you are included in this life style , or even born.

Italy.

Italian Mafia led by Russo family. The richest family in all the world, obviously no one from outside knows that they are included in Mafia; everyone thinks that they just own hundreds of hotels , clubs , restaurants and even brands.

The ball that is going to happen tonight is to form alliances between mafias or the opposite. Mafia world is dangerous but everyone in this lifestyle , loves 'dangerous'. Everyone is just waiting for a war to happen so they could pick a side and make alliances.

By the time , we arrived at the mall. Sofia took her phone from the charger and left the car while I took a hair clips and clipped my hair.

Sofia walked to my side and hold my hand. I look at her and see that she was more than happy to be here.

"Do you know what you want ?" she asked and i nod. "Simple black dress." She nod her slowly , probably thinking where we should start from.

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After what felt like hours, I still couldn't find what i wanted. To be honest i really didn't know what i was expecting from the dress but i know for a fact that when i see , i would know that i wanted it.

"Let's try this one." Sofia said while pointing a shop which was designed with blood red and black. Two colors i liked most.

The minute we enter the shop , she started to get every black , long dress she saw and throw them to me.

" Only black and long , right ?" She turned to me and asked.

That's what she said.

"Yes." i said trying to hold back my laughter.

" Weirdo." she said and rolled her eyes. She start to push me towards the changing rooms.

"Sof , there is more than 20 dresses here." I whined looking at her with my famous puppy eyes.

"That's so cool. 20 dresses for you try !" she said smirking.

Kill me please.

After an hour of trying , i was confident in the dress that i choose.

So confident may i add.

It was breathtakingly gorgeous, i really didn't like to be the center of attention but i knew for a fact that this dress was going to make me.

Not to sound egomaniac.

In the way back to house , it was already 2 pm. Which meant that i just had 5 hours to get ready.

While parking the car i asked Sofia what she was going to do until the ball.

"Getting ready , duh." she said and i rolled my eyes.

"You have 5 hours Sofia, i'm sure you can most likely to get ready in just 2 hours." I said and she gasped loudly.

"I need to get my beauty sleep too Ms.Iknoweverything." she said and left the car while i did the same.

"Let's bake brownies?" I said but came out more like a question.

"But i haven't even choose my heels yet." she mumbled. " Oh , now that you reminded can i have your blood red heels , please." I asked her while walking to the front door.

"No."

"Thank you darling." I said and run to upstairs, to my room.

"Send me the recipe , i'm going take the ingredients from downstairs." She shouted from kitchen, making me jump in victory.

I knew that she cannot refuse a face like this.

"Sending and coming." i said running to kitchen.

This is going to be a really long day.

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School starts tomorrow, please kill me.