The Mafia Troublemakers

10. Party time prt 1

Brielle's POV

It's been about three weeks since we arrived here, and true to his word, Xavier lets us go to work and then I come home and make us dinner. It's been kind of nice staying here, no noisy neighbors, no rent to worry about, we don't have to walk or take taxi's to workand we get to live with two of the most sexy men in the world, there is always something to do and it's never quiet.

"Brielle! Wake up!!" I'm roused from the nap I was taking on the couch only to come face to face with Xavier. "What'd ya want. Can't you see I'm busy?" I look up at him from my position through sleep hazed eyes and notice the slight irritation in his face, I sigh and sit up. "I'll go start dinner. If you were hungry right this moment you could have just gotten a light snack. But no, you had to wake me up."

"Would you shut up? I wanted to tell you that you will be my date for a party this Friday. You need to take tomorrow and Friday off so you can shop and pack, it's out of state. Pack warm clothes and I would suggest buying a warmer dress to wear to this event. Don't make me regret doing this." He looks me dead in the eye while saying this then walks off towards his office.

I stare at his retreating back for a moment before getting up off the couch and walking to the kitchen. I find Kendra there looking just as confused as I felt and so I asked her what she was thinking. " Zander just told me I was his date to this party thing and told me all this other information but I kinda zoned out so now I'm trying to remember what he was saying."

I look over at her before relaying my almost identical experience with the elder asshole before starting on dinner.

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"What about this one?" I ask, holding up a black dress with gold details that was form fitting and had lace sleeves. Kendra looks at me and shrugs before taking it and going to the fitting room. We were currently in a small boutique that sold formal dresses, so far neither of us had had any luck at finding a dress, and as this is our 5th boutique of the day, we were quickly running out of hope.

I looked at the racks on the wall, a certain maroon colored dress catching my eye. I quickly pull it down and realize it's the only one in my size. I go into the dressing room and try it on, it's more perfect than I could ever imagine. It hugs my curves and makes my waist look really small. I put my clothes back on and go pay for the dress.

Kendra and I shop for a while, buying accessories and other things we may need for the trip. Perk of no longer having rent is having lots of extra cash to spend on clothes... And food. We unload our shopping bags with the help of Tweedledee and Tweedledum and then go our separate ways to pack. When I finish packing I take a quick shower, throw on an old really big t-shirt and then go to bed.

The feeling of someone staring at me wakes me up the next morning, but what has me shooting out of bed is the fingers that lightly trace my side. I look to see Xavier staring at me like I'm a piece of meat, pulling down the sleep shirt and I send him my nastiest glare. "What the actual fück do you think you are doing?! That was so creepy. And why were you tracing my tattoo? That was even weirder!!!" I whisper yell, cautious of the other people in the house who may be sleeping.

" I didn't know you had a tattoo... It's a nice piece." He says, his tone of voice holds sincerity and I smile at the complement. "Thank you..." I clear my throat and turn away after I say that, waiting for him to tell me why he was in my room. "Be ready in thirty minutes. You will have time to get ready for the party when we reach our destination later." After that he leaves me to get ready for this mystery trip.

By the time we actually get on the plane I'm on my 4th cup of coffee and no amount of sugar in said coffee is going to make me any less salty about being woken up so early. I sit down and buckle up while listening to the private planes flight attendant do her stupid talk. I take a look around at the impressive decor surrounding me as the plane ascends, I notice that there is a small corridor that leads to maybe a bar and a door that leads to the bathroom.

"So you never did tell me what that tattoo was." The rough sexy voice that belongs to Xavier states. A small smile graces my lips as I remember my reason for getting the tattoo. "It's my family tree, it's not done yet, I figured that when I got married and had kids I would add their names and I want to add family birthdays and death dates so I never forget. Plus it needs more shading." I reply, still smiling. The conversation ends there and we don't talk again until we reach our destination 3 hours later.

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Wisconsin. We are in Wisconsin. It's like they wanted me to make cheesy jokes all day. Ha. Ha. Get it.... Cheesy jokes. I crack myself up. "Holy shit! I'm freezing! Brielle, can I steal body heat?" Kendra asks before shuffling like a penguin over to me as I wrap my arms around her shaking body, I look at Zander. "Wisconsin? For a Mafia party? I haven't even been here for 10 minutes and I'm freezing my booty off."

Before Zander can respond Kendra pipes in. "What booty Brielle? You don't even have one." I gasp and feign being hurt. "You Munster!!!! Ya know what? Leave me Provolone. My mother always said you would never be Gouda to me." I exclaim, loading in as many cheese puns as possible before hopping into the black SUV that Xavier had gotten into moments earlier.