The Don's Daughter

Chapter 33

COLE POV

The ceremony itself was kind of boring a lot of speeches, a lot of people clapping, a lot of drunk Italian men. I had to formally shake hands with people I have known my whole life. Sergio did turn my arm over mid handshake to read my new tattoo. He did not say anything in the moment, but I'm sure I'll be hearing about it tomorrow.

The food was delicious. It is from a restaurant that Ria owns. Technically, Sergio owns it but it's in Ria's name. Apparently she arranged all the food. She even made sure I had swordfish. I was touched because she hated me during the time this was all organized and still got me my favorite dish.

Sergio is drunk. He is throwing his own after party with Jackie and Marcello and some more of his friends that work for him. Normally I'd be joining them but tonight I have no interest. Enrica and Dante are in "her room" aka the room she sleeps in when she's over Remo and Frankie snuck away with Luna and Della, the daughters of some of the men drinking with Sergio. Also something I would have normally participated in, but now I have my woman,

Ria was pissed at Remo. She liked the last girl Avery.

"He obviously likes her. I don't know why he's doing things that would push her away." She vented to me.

"Stop stressing. If it's meant to happen it will." Avery and Remo have a history so I'm sure she'll be back, but that's not my story to tell.

Ria and I are in her living room watching Netflix on Sergio's oversized couch. My head is on her lap again and she's running her fingers through my hair. She has very quickly become my comfort space and I can't get enough of it.

"Want to go to my room? It's probably more comfortable and I want to get out of this dress anyways."

"Ok baby" I mumble. I stumble off the couch as she takes my hand and leads me upstairs. She doesn't let my hand go the entire way to her room and I can't help but watch her hips sway in that dress.

I get pulled from my fantasy of her swaying those hips as she rides me once we reach her bedroom. She shuffles me over to her California King bed with sage green silk sheets and a giant black fluffy comforter. I throw myself on her bed and cuddle her pillow. It smells like her so I immediately relax and close my eyes.

"You goofball." She giggles. "I'm going to change. I may have clothes for you too if you're uncomfortable. Give me one minute."

"Mhmm" I mumble and bury my face deeper into her pillow.

Once I hear the bathroom door close, I sit up and look around her room. I only saw it briefly when we brought her home last night. It's green with black furniture but very feminine. It has plants and books and a makeup vanity. The only personal touch is a picture of her mother. I hope to get added there too.

I notice a guitar hanging on her wall. I get up and plug it into the amp turning it down. Muscle memory takes over and I start to play Jambi by Tool. I see Ria come back from the bathroom and she's in shorts and a cutt off tank top that barely falls below her boobs. She looks extra sexy with a giant smile on her face.

"That has to be the sexiest thing you have ever done."

I laugh. "I told you I'd play you a Tool song."

"Keep going."

I start playing "Man Who Sold The World" a Nirvana cover and she threw my clothes at me.

"Sexy moment over. Go change." She pouts.

"Nooo I can be sexy again." I whine and grin at her.

"No go change and come lay with me. By the way you just proved my point. Nirvana's best songs are covers."