When you are a member of the mafia family, you need to be strong, ruthless, and cunning. But when you are one of the heirs you need to be untouchable, ruse and unbeatable. So as the head of the most strong mafia family, DON RAFAELLO needs to make su...
"No way I am wearing that dress, Lillian," Anna said as she emerged from the bathroom with her hands tugging on the hem of the black leather dress she was wearing currently.
"Why not Anna? you look very beautiful."
"You mean I look like a slut who will be exposed to everyone at the mere movement," Anna argued.
"Okay, okay, don't worry I will find you another dress," Lillian assured her protesting friend, and started rummaging through the pile of dresses on her bed. After a few seconds, she stood up from her bending position holding a dark red sleeveless dress.
"I think I found the perfect dress for you," Lillian beamed proudly.
Anna took the offered garment and headed once again to the bathroom. This time she presented herself to Lillian with a satisfied smile.
"I love this one." She twirled around in the beautiful dress that reached above her knees.
"Great, now you need a black leather jacket to finish the look."
Anna watched as her friend searched the pile of clothes on her bed once again and shook her head in dissatisfaction every time her hands would land on a leather vest.
Anna couldn't help but regard her as a crazed woman. She was acting like a possessed person throwing things on the floor and sometimes even snarling at them as if they offended her by their presence. Suddenly, Lillian stopped her little frenzy and with purposeful steps marched to the wardrobe in their room.
She threw open the double doors and tossed a black leather jacket at Anna who caught it and shrugged it on. When she looked at herself in the full-body mirror, she couldn't help but admire her attire. The black leather accented the dress and made it appear darker. It was a simple jacket with two zippers acting as her only adornment.
"For shoes, I think those boots will do." Pair of ankle black leather boots were put at her feet.
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Anna wore them and looked again at her reflection in the mirror. One word came to her mind. Perfect.
"Next step, your hair."
"I thought I will let it just flow freely," Anna remarked.
"If you want to let it free, I will use my curling iron to make it a little wavy."
"I want to ask you a question, but quite honestly I am afraid of your answer," Anna said as Lillian opened a pink handbag and retrieved the desired device that was unsurprisingly pink.
"Go ahead and ask, but I can't guarantee the answer won't shock you." Lillian smiled secretly as she motioned for her to take the seat facing the mirror.
