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

123. The Prom ( Part 2)

As Tristan reached the special suit he knocked. Clarissa opened the door and was surprised to see Tristan " What are you doing here? Amethyst is getting ready with her nurses to go to dress rehearsal now. We won't be long..."

Tristan declared "I wanted to speak to you Clarissa. Come..."

He then walked away as his sister hugged while following him "Tristan. What is it. I must go help amethyst. She hasn't been to school for so long. As the host we must help her integrate.."

Tristan opened the door to a room " In here now... It won't be long... She can wait. You are important too..."

Clarissa sighed and entered the room " What is it Tristan?" She then turned to look at her brother while crossing her arms over her chest staring at him with an indifferent expression."

Tristan closed the door and put his hands on his hips " Clarissa ... What happened last night...."

Clarisa interrupted " Stop right there. I don't like discussing a kiss with you. You are my brother. It's awkward.... sorry..."

Tristan demanded " Why? You are my baby sister... What happens to you matters to me. Tell me how you are holding up. I just needed to check on you. Vincenzo can play mind games with people. Tell me if you are alright..."

Clarisa stated " I am fine. What happened last night stays where it belongs. In the past. I have had enough reminders of it from the girls today." She cringed at the thought of how girls had asked her what it felt to kiss Vincenzo. For some reason even with his hostile attitude, Vincenzo was prom king material for the girls. Needless to say their school refused to bring the tradition of prom queen. Her mother was dead against it. To her mother, it was a ridiculous tradition. Her mother always said a true prom queen or king didn't need no crown. A queen or a king didn't need to be given reign. They took the reign and ruled. A piece of metal and some cheer from the crowd didn't make you gain territory. You had to invade the territory to make it your own.

Clarisa could see Vincenzo take territory after territory. He was a true king. But an annoying one that to her annoyance was after her of all the people and he had made her feel confused. She had only found out about his feelings and she had allowed him to kiss her. It was a punishment kiss because she had soaked him wet but still she wished he just threw her into the water instead but she had seconds to decide and couldn't bring herself to push him away when he kissed her like that. Now he had kissed her she was getting more glimpses of how he felt in his heart. It was hard to read his mind but wasn't so heart to read his heart. She felt his love through his kisses on both occasions. Tristan's words brought her out of her thoughts.

Tristan was shaking his head " I have no idea why he kissed you back but he convinced father that his reasons were valid. I can't do much when father is taking his side. I have to put up with it but I need to know how you feel. Do you want me to go to Vincenzo and get him to apologise in front of everyone for kissing you?"

Clarisa couldn't help laugh to Tristan's disapproval. It was not like that. She didn't have any difficulty coping with the kiss. She had difficulty understanding Vincenzo's relationship with her. She did care for him but she wanted to stay away from him. She was glad the bad wolf couldn't touch her in public because she liked her freedom. She didn't want a man. She preferred to prepare herself for living in a mans world when she grew older. She assured Tristan " Your concerns for me are appreciated... Thank you Tristan but just know that I don't keep secrets from you unless the secrets are not my own. I tell you now that I am fine. Last nights kiss was for a dare. It's not bothering me."