Loving the Italian Mafia Boss

First meeting

Roman's POV

"Boss. When do you want to leave for the party?"

"In 5 minutes."

"Yes sir."

I stood in front of the mirror fixing my tie. I didn't even want to go, but I respect Lucio Russo. He is an important business man I have been working with for 2 years. He and his sons have proven their loyalty to me.

I dislike parties. Woman flirt with me to get to my money or seek power beside me. There are so many fake woman around here with their plastic surgery and dyed hair.

I finally came out and got into the car. My driver drove fast and another car with my men followed.

When we arrived there were many people making their way to the back. The Russo's had a nice mansion. You could also see the vineyard from miles away. We walked to the back and were greeted my Lucio.

"Mr. Graziano, I'm delighted you made it."

"Thank you for having me."

"Come sit, theres a table for you. My son's are waiting there."

Lucio and I sat down and started talking about the upcoming shipment with his two sons. When all of a sudden I see a beautiful young woman making her way over to the table with a wine bottle.

She had light brown hair and dark blue eyes. She looked like she was at least 5'6. She smiled at Enzo and Dante and made me a little jealous. She didn't even notice me.

I was focusing at her beautiful body and face when Lucio pulls me out of my trance.

"Mr. Graziano, this is my lovely daughter Mira."

Daughter? I didn't even know he had a daughter.

"Hello Sir, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Wow her voice was angelic.

I stood up and shook her small hand.

"The pleasure is all mine."

I kept staring at her and I could see she looked a little uncomfortable and really shy. She avoided eye contact with me most of the time.

I sat back down and talked a bit more with Lucio not keeping my eyes off of her.

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Mira's POV

After I met Mr.Graziano I walked over to the bar area. I poured myself some wine and looked over at my father's table.

Mr. Graziano was staring at me. He looked like he was studying my everymove. I stared back at him before I heard some one screech.

"MIRA IS THAT YOU!!?"

I turn around and see my best friend Julissa.

"Julissa?"

She pulls me into a tight hug almost suffocating me. We had been best friends since we were in kinder.

"Why the fuck have you not called in MONTHS?"

"I know I'm sorry there's no excuse."

"I'll forgive you when we go shopping together."

"Deal."

Her eyes suddenly widen and she whispers closer to my ear.

"Roman is staring at you."

"Who?!"

"Roman Graziano, only the most powerful mafia boss known."

"Oh him, I know he kind of frightens me."

"He's so fine Mira. No woman can tame him."

I couldn't help but laugh at her comment. "Okay I'll see you around, I'm going for more wine."

I walk away to get more wine from the warehouse. I stopped and sat down on the chair we had inside. I took off my heels and wiggled my toes around. My feet felt free.

I let out a loud sigh and laid my head back on the wall. I hate parties. There is always so much work when you are the host.

I suddenly hear footsteps approach me so I open my eyes. I see Mr. Graziano leaning against the wall across from me.

"Mr. Graziano what brings you here?"

"Roman."

"What?"

"My name is Roman. And you are the the one who brings me here."

"Oh. Nice to know." I said awkwardly.

Nice to know. Really that's what I come up with? Dumbass. He's going to think I'm a total fool.

"So Mira. You look pretty young, how old are you?"

"I'm nineteen."

He smiles satisfied with my answer and walks towards me.

"You know your father and brothers have not stopped talking about you."

"I hope they spoke good things about me."

"Of course they did. They mentioned that you graduated from college just recently. How if you're so young?"

"Well I graduated when I was 16 and went to college soon after."

He didn't say anything else. He just stared back into my eyes. His perfect God like body and face looked like it was carved from the gods themselves. He totally saw me check him out.

"I'll be here at 8pm to pick you up."

"For what?"

"You are going to dinner with me."

"I am?"

He grabbed my hand and lifted it up to his lips. He kissed my hand making eye contact with me and dismissed himself.

"Fino a domani." He whispered.
(Until tomarrow)