Loving The Mafia

•Chapter 9•

Lorenzo and I were currently sitting in his black BMW, driving to the party's destination. Lorenzo and I haven't talked since the bathroom incident because 1) He looked at my neck disapprovingly when he saw I concealed the hickey he tried to leave and 2) while walking downstairs, most of the men complimented my appearance and leave it up to Donny to make me feel uncomfortable. He praised me saying I looked totally bangable and asked if my father was a baker because I got a nice set of buns.

So since then Lorenzo and I haven't really talked and it was becoming very.... awkward. "So how long until the party?" I glanced him quickly before looking out the window.

"Ten minutes," He replied," Before we go in there though, I need to talk to you."

"About?"

"The people that are in there," I looked at him, bringing my eyebrows together," They're very dangerous and I suggest you watch yourself around them."

" I know," I honestly stated," It's you I'm going with. Wherever you go, there's always bad people around." I turned my head to look out of the window again to avoid his gaze. I knew he was looking at me. I can feel his stare penetrating through me. "Just don't leave my side," he sighed and I simply nodded.

As said, within ten minutes we pulled up to the very very veryyyyy large mansion. I thought Lorenzo's mansion was huge but scratch that. This is just unbelievable. Lorenzo got out of the car and I followed him out shortly after.

He gave the keys to a man, who looked at least thirty something. The valet gladly took the keys from Renzo and drove away with the car. Lorenzo slid his arm around my waist and we walked to entrance of the building.

To be honest, I'm nervous. This is like the first time in five years I've been around these types of people. Well actually this is the first time Lorenzo actually carried me to one of the parties he's been invited to.

As we entered into what looked a lot like a ballroom, most of the people stopped their talking just to look at Lorenzo and I. I quickly straightened my shoulders and held my head up high. "Lorenzo amico!" a man who looked around Lorenzo's age walked up to us with speed I couldn't have explained with his arms opened wide.

"Finalmente siete arrivati!"(Finally you have arrived) the man exclaimed happily, pulling Lorenzo into one of those guys hugs.

"Sì e devo complimentarmi con lei sul posto," (Yes and I must compliment you on the place] Lorenzo smiled. It was a genuine smile that brightened up his features, making look younger and a whole ton happier rather than his usual scowling face.

"Graize[Thank you]," The man thanked Renzo and then turned his attention towards me," And who may this bellezza[beauty] be?" Without warning, the man took one of my hands and brought it up to his lips, planting a kiss.

I felt Lorenzo stiffened and with my free hand, I wrapped it around his waist just to ease the tension. "This is my fidanzata[girlfriend]," Lorenzo looked at me and smiled, planting a kiss on my forehead.

I would be lying if I said my stomach didn't filled up with butterflies. "What a lucky man you are," the man chuckled," How rude of me though! My name is Silvio."

"My name is Brianne," I bowed my head slightly in acknowledgment," It's a pleasure meeting you."

"As to you mia cara," [my darling] He winked quickly," Now if you would excuse me, I have a party to host."

After saying the goodbyes, I turned to look at Lorenzo," Such nice friends you have."

"Such nice friends can be very dangerous bambola[doll]," Lorenzo looked at me," Stay at my side. Capisce?"