Loving The Mafia

•Chapter 8•

I was sprawled out on Lorenzo's bed. It's been two hours since he left and I just didn't know what to do. I tried sleeping and managed to get a half hour in. I groaned in frustration and right on time, Lorenzo walked in. He didn't say a word since he entered, not even a glance actually. I watched his frame disappear into the bathroom.

"Oh sure ignore me," I scoffed quietly and rolled my eyes. I knew he was pissed at me from my comment earlier on. I mean hell I would of gotten angry if he told me that. I would of gone hunting for the slvt he slept with and shoot her on spot. The guilt is starting to eat me away because even though I pretty much hate his guts right now, I crave him. Every single part of him every single second and he obviously knows it.

Lorenzo is the person who knows everyone's weakness but when it comes to him, no one knows. Do I know? Good question because I honestly don't. Sometimes I've grew to believe that it was me but then his actions would have completely made me disagree.

Lorenzo was the type of person who had nothing on him. He was dangerous and malicious. Evil and spiteful. The way Lorenzo dealt with situations made me believe anyone can do the impossible with ease. Lorenzo was just simply perfect at getting the 'job' done.

It's simple. He keeps his hands clean but his gloves dirty. I've seen things that Lorenzo can do but only the little things. You know that saying 'The Little Things Mean A lot' ? Well the 'little things' Lorenzo did scared me shitless.

From selling drugs to murdering people, he didn't care and honestly he would never.

After minutes that seemed like hours, Lorenzo finally came out of the bathroom. I glanced him as he walked straight towards the closet. His toned body was dry. Droplets of water from his damp hair was falling onto his shoulders and some even trickled down the middle of his abs.

It was the sight to see really. "Brianne," he pushed my foot roughly," Get dressed. We're leaving." My heart felt pained at how he acted towards me and him calling me by my name instead of the usual bambolla was saddening.

"Where are we going?" I asked a little too softly. I looked at Lorenzo, wearing only a dress pants as he slipped into his polished brown shoes.

"A formal party at one of my..... associates," he glanced me and quickly looked away.

"And when are we leaving?" I glared. I knew exactly what Lorenzo tried to do. Make me hustle and stress myself out about trying to get dressed in little time.

"One hour," he stated as he smirked.

One hour. I had one hour to pick out a dress, put that dress on and put on makeup. Picking out a dress is already a woman's toughest job because her first instinct is to look better than other women and look really good.

I glared at Lorenzo and got up from the bed. I made my way to the closet and stopped midway. I turned to face Lorenzo," What if I choose not to go?"

He glared as I smirked," You better get into a dress Brianne or I will dress you myself." My smirk fell immediately as I groaned and continued my steps to the closet.

Entering the closet I looked at the numerous dresses that hung on the clothing racks. I skimmed through the dresses that were either too exposing to be formal. As I cursed Lorenzo under my breathe, my eyes landed on a long red, shiny dress. I immediately grabbed it and held it in front me.

Deciding to wear the dress, I got out of Lorenzo's dress shirt and slipped right into the dress. The dress had a deep U cut neckline exposing my cleavage but I have been in worst before so I didn't mind. I looked at myself in the mirror and gawked at the dress.

The dress fitted me perfectly as if it was second skin. It hugged all my curves in the right places. I did a little turn and observed my behind. My butt was looking round and large. Something I found very amusing. This dress is going to give Lorenzo something to stare at. The dress had a split that started mid thigh. I got a red stiletto and slipped into it.

Time for makeup. For makeup I decided to go simple because one I had no time to prep myself and two I didn't want to over do it seeing that the dress will surely draw attention. I walked out of the closet and saw that Lorenzo was siting on the bed, too busy texting on his phone to notice me. I shrugged him off and walked hastily towards the bathroom.

Getting the needed makeup, I applied little foundation and coated my eyes in a natural color. I painted on eyeliner and coated my lashes with mascara two times making my lashes look fuller and longer than before. I coated my lips with a matte red lipstick and then lightly applied some blush on the apples of my cheeks.

I stepped back and observed my appearance. I mentally patted myself on my back as I gawked at my work. For makeup so simple, I looked different. Maybe it's the lashes. Yep it's the lashes. Time the for my hair. As for my hair, I tied it up in a low messy bun leaving piece of my bangs out along with some strays.

"Brianne, are you done?" Lorenzo walked into the bathroom looking at his phone, swiping up the screen," We need to leave now."

"Well I am ready to go," I looked at him as he slowly brought his eyes to observe my appearance. He looked me up and down about three times and I couldn't help but feel my cheeks heat up. His eyes then fell on my cleavage and then they moved up to my face.

As he observed me, I scanned his appearance. He wore a dark blue blazer that hugged his arms, showing that he most definitely had muscles under them. His dress shirt snugged against chest, fitting him perfectly. His jet black hair was styled messily to the side. Overall, he looked handsome. Very very handsome.

He slowly walked up to me, taking long strides," You need to change." He muttered and he walked around me looking at my behind," Yep definitely need to change."

"We are going to be late," I smirked knowing his little plan made a turn and bit him the in the ass," No time for changing." He stood behind me and suddenly pulled me against his chest. I was taken aback from his sudden movement and looked at him the mirror as he placed his head in the junction of my neck.

I automatically moved my head to side giving him more access as he began to leave kisses. God this man! "Lorenzo," I groaned in pleasure as he sucked lightly on my skin," The party." He slowly stopped his sucking and looked at me through the mirror," Right. Let's go."

He moved away and started walking out the bathroom towards the door. I turned to follow him when a faint red mark on my neck caught my eye. I groaned and quickly dabbed concealer over it and quickly followed Renzo.

I hope this party flies by quickly.

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