Wife of a Mob Boss

Chapter 9 ♥

After dinner apparently a dance was to take place.  I decided to just sit there and not take part in the little dance with all the random people.  Ricardo approached me with a bright smile.

"Would you like to dance?," He asked me holding out his hand.  I shook my head.

"I don't dance."  Especially with strangers I thought.

He shrugged and walked over to his wife.  They looked at each other and smiled.  Both of their eyes full of deep love.  The sight was hard to look away from; almost like watching a romance book come to life.

"Enjoying yourself deary," I heard Rachel's voice ask behind me.

As she sat down next to me holding two glasses of wine; she smiled.  I hesitantly smiled back.

To be honest, I don't know how to take Rachel.  With what Kettle said before and everyone calling her Lady Boss makes me worried.  Mostly because everyone looks terrified of her.

"You know.  you can dance if you want,"  Rachel said handing me a glass of wine.

"Thanks, but...I-"

"Greg~," said a slurred voice.

Me and Rachel looked up and saw William laughing loudly next to two girls who seemed to think he was joking.  William's face looked flushed from drinking just a little too much.

Greg, though, looked like he was fustrated as he ignored William's yelling and took a sip of water.

"Why are you ignoring~ me!," William said leaning unto one of the giggling girl's shoulders.  I could sense Greg's atmosphere from here as he quickly shot William a death glare.

"Stop talking you idiot.  And put down that wine," Greg said with enough authority that many people around him set their glasses down.

William took no move to put his glass aside though.  "But I love this type of wine," he complained.

"If you can't hold your alchohol don't drink it," Greg argued back, "Now give me that glass."

"Never," William said chuckling; hobbling away the best he could.

"And your sure this is the mob," I asked Rachel, who seemed to accept both son's actions.

She shook her head," Yeah...Although Greg seems to be the one more suited for the 'Boss' position.  Always has been."

I took a slow, long  sip of the wine.  I was surprised by it's deep flowery taste considering I have never drunk achohol before.  I downed the small amount left and turned to Rachel.  "So why isn't Greg the Boss?"

Rachel sighed, "Only the oldest takes the position in the Chocolates."

I sat there amd watched Greg finally take away William's wine glass only to have him pull out another.  Greg looked fustrated as he happened to glance my way.

He saw me and as we locked eyes I saw a smile in his eyes.  Although he remained cold and serious on the outside he was loving and fun on the inside.  Why the act I wondered.

I blushed slightly and smiled back at him.  Rachel seem to notice this.

"Honey.  You do realize your engaged to William, right?"

I quickly looked back at Rachel.  "Uh...yeah.  But...I really just want t-to go home," I said shyly.

Rachel patted my hand as she stood up.  "This is your home.  Your new family."  I sighed saddly as a strange man came out of no where.

"Let's dance!"

Before I could protest I was dragged into a dance.  After it was over I leaned against a table to relax.  Beside me was the boy from before.  He seemed stiff and a bit frightened by all the people.

"What's your name?," I asked grabing another wine glass.  The boy stiffened.

"R-Roger," Roger said.

"You seem as if you don't want to be here.  Me either," I said taking a sip of the wine.  I was once again surprised by it's bubbly, sweet taste.

Roger loosened up as he turned and looked at me.  "A-are you stuck here too?"

My surprise was obvious.  "Are you?!"

Roger nodded, "Sorta.  You see my girl-"

"Roger lets go!," a female voice ordered.

Roger flinched.  The girl with blue hair tips from before walked to us.  "Let's go back to our room.  My family is embarrassing me.  Kettle will meet us there."

Finishing off my wine and looked at her.  "You k-know Kettle?"

"Of course.  I'm her younger sister, Nora.  Now lets go Roger," Nora said huffy; dragging an obiedient Roger with her.

"B-but my new friend," I said a bit teary.

I'm alone again I thought saddly.