Lavinia

CHAPTER~ 14

The next morning, as the sun streamed through the villa's windows, the Marino family began the hectic process of preparing for the annual Mafia Ball. The villa, usually a tranquil haven, was now a whirlwind of activity, with stylists, tailors, and makeup artists bustling about.

As the family gathered in their rooms to get ready for the Mafia Ball, the scene quickly descended into chaos. With six children of varying ages and personalities, coordinating outfits and grooming routines was no easy task.

In one corner of the room, Aziel was meticulously ironing his shirt, his brow furrowed in concentration. "Why do we have to wear these stuffy suits anyway?" he grumbled, struggling with the collar.

Luca, sprawled on the bed nearby, shrugged. "Because Dad said so. And besides, we have to look our best for the big event."

Rowan, ever the peacemaker, tried to diffuse the tension. "Come on, Aziel, it's not so bad. Look, I even found a fancy tie to wear!"

Aziel shot him a skeptical look but begrudgingly accepted Rowan's help with his collar.

Meanwhile, Kian was struggling with his hair, attempting to tame his unruly curls into submission. "I swear, Mom, my hair has a mind of its own," he complained, running a hand through the tangled mess.

Isabella, armed with a brush and a bottle of styling gel, tried to offer some encouragement. "You just need a little bit of product, Kian. We'll have you looking dashing in no time."

Across the room, Alex was spinning in circles, trying to decide which shoes to wear. "Should I go with the black ones or the brown ones?" he asked, holding up two pairs of dress shoes.

Lavinia, intrigued by the commotion, toddled over to inspect the shoes. "Shwoes , shwoes!" she exclaimed, reaching out to grab them.

Isabella swooped in just in time to rescue the shoes from Lavinia's grasp. "Not yet, sweetie. Let's leave the shoes alone for now."

Alessandro, trying to maintain order amidst the chaos, surveyed the scene with a mix of amusement and exasperation. "Alright, everyone, let's focus. We need to leave soon, and we can't be late."

With Isabella's gentle guidance and Alessandro's firm direction, the family gradually began to come together. Aziel finally managed to tame his shirt collar, Kian's hair was styled into a sleek look, and Alex settled on the black shoes.

As they gathered in front of the mirror for a final inspection, Alessandro couldn't help but smile at the sight of his chaotic family.

As the family was getting ready, Lavinia, fascinated by the array of accessories laid out on Isabella's vanity, decided to lend a hand. With her chubby fingers, she reached out and grabbed a tube of lipstick, mistaking it for a marker.

Isabella gasped in horror as she turned around to find Lavinia proudly drawing on the wall with the bright red lipstick. "Oh no, Lavinia!" she exclaimed, rushing over to stop her. "That's not for drawing!"

Alessandro, hearing the commotion, rushed into the room and burst out laughing at the sight of Lavinia with red lipstick smeared all over her face and hands. "Looks like we have a little artist on our hands," he chuckled, scooping her up.

Isabella sighed, trying to wipe the lipstick off the wall while simultaneously keeping Lavinia from smearing it further. "Just another day in the life of the Marino family," she muttered with a shake of her head.

As the family finally made their way to the Mafia Ball, they encountered a minor wardrobe malfunction. Luca, in his haste to get dressed, had accidentally put on Aziel's dress shoes instead of his own.