A Mob Boss's Heirs (Book 3 of New York Mafia Trilogy)

123. The Prom ( Part 2)

Tristan asked as his eyes didnt leave the game screen. "Why are you sorry?"

Vienna breathed "Because you cant lose in anything in the real world."

Tristan shook his head "Dont feel sorry for me Vienna... I can handle it...Why dont you play Vienna?

Vienna replied "I dont like losing...."

Tristan replied "Come on Vienna. Losing on this game doesnt matter. Its only a game. Its not the real world. But if you dont play, you will keep losing the next time too. You must practice. Let me help you play." He then stepped aside and gestured to her to come forward " Vienna... Come give it a try. I will help you."

Vienna walked closer to the cabinet. She stood in front of the cabinet as Tristan stood behind her. He put her hands on the stirring wheel and the pedal and put his hands on top of hers as he leaned down, her warm breath behind her ear "Lets go kick some backside..."

Vienna now found it enjoyable. She got alot of points with help of Tristan. She liked the team work with Tristan. It felt like a team. But she felt abit saddened. They couldnt be sharing everything like a team... Tristan was an heir. A future mob leader... When it came to business they werent a team.

Minutes went past and they laughed and joked. They talked about everything that was happening that day. Vienna felt closer to him somehow after giving him her first kiss. He was her first love and he deserved his first kiss.  That had removed a barrier between them when they kissed. It was  a huge step and now Vienna felt much closer to Tristan. She did not mind rewarding him with kisses when he deserved it.

Once they played a few games, Tristan declared. " I think I should let you go back now. Have fun dress rehearsing..."

As he let go of her hand and took a step away from her, Vienna turned around and looked up "Tristan ... Where will you go?"

Tristan stated " Probably just playing games until it's time to get ready to go for the reception. It's gelato tasting, chocolate tasting and drinks tasting at the lobby before the prom starts. The live music is quite good." He then took her hand in his " Lets go."

Vienna was getting used to the way he held her hand so possessively when they went any where now. They were becoming closer. They walked out of the arcade and towards the girls hotel.

He looked at the girls who seemed to have dried up coming out getting into the main building where dress rehearsals were. Tristan said " I will see you later Vienna." Then as Vienna left he looked around for his sister. She was seeing no sign of her. He asked Trent " Have you seen Clarisa?"

Trent shrugged "She is with Amethyst. You know she was at hospital doing final check ups before her father was convinced to let her come to prom. I hope she can attend the full activities in prom. It's such a shame...."

Tristan made his way inside the main building. Amethyst was given a separate room in that building. She was still recovering and no one wanted to cause her any discomfort. If she got one droplet of water on her Arturo Agostini was going to flatten out the whole hotel compound with explosives. Tristan was sure if that. So it was best to thread carefully. His brother had a hard time even asking permission to take her to dance. Anna Rosario had convinced Arturo to take it easy for the prom. She had a way with words so after both Arturo and Anna had spoken to Trent they had allowed him to date amethyst. Arturo wasn't that prejudiced at Trent. Maybe it was because Trent wasn't a first born heir and had a habit of making amethyst laugh which sat well with Arturo. He had said it was music to his ears hearing his daughter laugh after her ordeal.