Demionos Mortales De la Mafia- Part 1

Part 1: Date?

Val's P.O.V

I finally dried my hair and picked out a dress from the rack. I wanted to pick something that Dante would like, as he had said he wanted it to be 'sexy' I think this might work. I smile as I take it off the hanger and slip it on. It was a black off-shoulder, down to the floor gown. It had a slit up the dress showing a little bit of leg. I applied simple make-up—eyeliner and dark brown tones matching my blue eyes. I put my hair up in a bun that sat on my neck. It was delicate and beautiful. My layers were curled at the front, so it framed my face correctly. I put on silver high heels and teardrop earrings which matched my heels. I looked into the long length mirror. I looked gorgeous, if I do say so myself. I wonder if it's a date? A knock at the door took me out of my thoughts.

"Come in", still staring at myself in the mirror, and I watched as Dante in a 3 piece suit came up behind me, holding gently onto my waist. "You look gorgeous il Mio Amore" (my love). My breathing grows heavy as he moves his hands up and down, rubbing my thighs and waist. "I have a present for you, il Mio Amore" I looked at him through the mirror. And he looked right back; he spun me around. Still, with his hands on my waist, he let's go to pull out a little box. He opens it, and I look at it, amazed at its beauty. Delicate but beautiful. He takes it out of the box, and I turn back, facing the mirror as he places it around my neck.

"Dante, it's beautiful!" I say, admiring it in the mirror. His hand goes back to my waist. "And it's perfect for a Bella signora" (beautiful lady). I could tell he was hesitant to kiss me as I looked at him through the mirror; I see as he gets close to my cheek and breaths heavily in and out; his hot breath hits my neck and makes all the hairs on my body stand up. "Should we get going, Miss Alverez" I swallow harshly and think that I'd instead him take me here and now, but I nod excited for this little date, I mean dinner. I grabbed my jacket, which complemented my outfit perfectly.

After I put my jacket on. Dante leads me out of the room, his hand on my lower back all the way down the grand staircase. "Wait", Dante looks at me in panic. "What's wrong il Mio Amore?" I shake my head no. "I just want to quickly see Cenia, just to check she's okay and says where I'm going" I know it was stupid to tell my unconscious sister where I was going but unconscious or not, she still needs to know. He smiles sweetly and nods, removing his hand from my back. I ran down the hall to the hospital room. I was confused when two guards were standing outside the room. "Can I see my sister?" they nod professionally and let me past. I walk into the room. It felt slightly cold, and the only warmth was her and her bright blonde hair. I walked up to her, stroking her hair back.

"Hola Cenia, I'll be back, I promise. Dante's taking me out to dinner. When I'm back, I'll get some ice cream and strawberries, and we'll watch a movie?" I kiss her on the forehead and look at her with tears in my eyes. I was reluctant to leave her, but I needed something to calm me down, and right now, Dante is there doing all he can for me, and I appreciate every little detail he does. I walk out the door and thank the guards, running down the hall to see Dante standing there for me; he looks so handsome; everything about him showed powered dominance and a protective vibe. Also, can I say a sexual vibe that I was drawn into "Everything okay amore?" I smile at his name for me, and I can live with him calling me that all day; it brings me joy. He sees that I still have tears in my eyes; he strokes my face with his knuckles. "Everything will be okay, I promise" I look at him, and I get that feeling again, like when we were in his office, that feeling that I wanted him to kiss me. I need him to kiss me. He leans into my face closer, and so do I.

My eyes flutter close, and my breathing matches his. We were on the brink of kissing when Dante's Mother came out of the living room "Dante, dove sei?" (Dante, where are you off to?) Dante jolts back to his mother's words, and I try to not look flustered. Dante combs his hair back. "Madre, we are off to dinner; I thought Val would like to get out of the house" he smiles at his mother. "Okay, amore, see you, two lovers, later" I suddenly feel myself turn a shade of red by Mrs Lombardi's nickname for us. I chuckle as my face can't be as half as bad as Dante's, his face was as red as a whole bloom cherry tomato, and I laughed so much. "Come on, let's go", he ordered and led me out to the car.