[This is the second book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy]
It's been two years since Napoleon DiStefano was born and it's all been absolutely amazing for Apollo and Arabella DiStefano. The family has been the happiest since they lost a vital member, peop...
"Is she on her way?" I asked Sofía as she stood in front of the 12 ft by 8 ft painting of Arabella sitting down with Apollo behind her holding hands at her left shoulder.
"They," she gazed at me "Apollo is coming too."
"Great," I smiled softly "are the new girls already here or–"
"The van should be here any time no–" the entrance's grand door opened revealing a black van then Gio, Viktor's boyfriend, opened the back door for the ladies. "Hi," Sofía went to stand by the door to greet every girl that walked through it.
Arabella and I've been talking about how we also want to help orphans by bringing them here, giving them free education, affection and then when they're of age they'll be able to choose if they want to become an Athena or Ares (we are also talking about the names we will give the boys) or have a normal life away from crime; we would, of course, help with whatever they would like to do no matter if they don't want to stay.
Today we are receiving around 23 new girls, to be exact, from all over the world although the most common nationality amongst them is Brazilian. They all seemed to be friends already except for the last girl; she was wearing a red velvet off-shoulder sundress, black Doc Martens, a black knee-length windbreaker, and black rectangular sunglasses she took off revealing her feline and delicate features.
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"Girls, come this way," Sofía said walking to the front of the group.
I approached the girl in the red sundress with a soft smile "Is everything all right?"
"Oui–I mean, yes," French accent "but I believe I might've chosen the wrong attire."
I chuckled gazing at the group who were all wearing jeans with boots "I don't always dress properly either. What's your name?" my eyes went back to her.
"Aurore Monet," she said in beautiful French as her hand extended. "Yours?"
"Mariano," I shook her hand gently "Mariano Salvatore."
"Nice–"
"Aurore!" Sofía called out.
"Sorry!" she walked backwards towards the group as she looked at me with a smile. "See you later."
"See you later, red," I smiled and then turned around to wait for Apollo and Arabella but I ended up bumping into a hard surface; Apollo's chest. "Hi, guys."
Apollo smirked "Who was that girl?"
"Catch up with you later," Arabella pecked my cheek before walking away to the grand room where all the girls are.
I cleared my throat sliding my hands in the pockets of my pants "Just a new recruit," I looked over my shoulder and she was eyeing me with a soft smile on her face as some other girl trying speaking to her. "Her name is Aurore."
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icycouture bitch join the party lol Love you guys!!!! It took me a long time but here it is! -M