Mafia Princess

Chapter-12

Akira's POV

Think of a lie

I do have a plan actually it's more of a excuse.Well this could go either way though but this is the only that's in my mind so we can give it a shot right? What's there to lose? Actually don't answer that. "Oh that I heard the first day I arrived you were talking in Italian about it. I wasn't sure though" I said with a innocent tone looking at them with a big doe eyes hoping that would help. I don't even know they spoke about their mafia stuff at home and to be honest I'm not even sure they speak Italian with each other. Now that I think of it, this is the worst lie ever. No one is ever gonna believe it. I'M GONNA BE DEAD. "You know Italian?" Xander asked. "mhmm" I hum and just nod with a smile. "Why aren't you terrified then?" Elijah asks. Oh shit I don't have a convincible lie for this one. "Umm I knew people who were involved in mafia stuff and illegal stuff" I wing it. Which is not entirely a lie. That seems to get everyone more worried. But before they could interrogate me thank god Eliot interrupted. "What made you sure?" Eliot asked. THEY BELIEVED IT. OMG. They are more stupid no that sounds mean umm gullible than I thought. "Oh actually when yesterday night dad told me he killed the entire security team when I was kidnapped" I told smirking looking at dad pointedly. Dad eyes went wide with realization as muttered "oh shit" under his breath and the rest shouted "WHAT" in unison looking at dad forgetting all about what I just said. Dad rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly while looking down. "It slipped out i guess. I didn't even realize it till now." Dad said grinning stupidly. I've never seen him smile or grin this much since well actually NEVER. I didn't remember him until a few days ago soo......

"Oh right the Andrews are coming over for dinner to meet Akira" Dad said changing the subject. All of them gave him pointed looks but let it slide. Everyone cheered about the Andrews or whoever they are coming over. They all looked at me for a reaction but I just shrugged not knowing who they are. Ok so I'm a little nervous meeting new people who seem like pretty good friends with my family so I need to make a good impression and I'm terrified about that but I don't really have a option so.

Then something clicked. "Wait wait wait do I need to dress formal" Dad just nodded slowly unsure. "I need to wear heels?" I exclaimed in disbelief. Dad nodded as I cross my arms and pout. Oh god I'm getting so comfortable around them. I never thought I would trust them enough to act playful of whine or just disagree with them teasing is a whole another story.  Like I never guessed it in a million years as I never have showed that side to anyone else than Jack and Alex and two more people(but not the point right now) until now.

All my brothers except obviously Mr. Eliot laughed at my reaction. "I HATE heels. They hurt. Can't I just wear some sneakers like I do every other day" I whine and slump down in my chair. "You need to wear heels. Please" Dad said.

"Sneakers"

"Heels"

"Sneakers"

"Heels"

"Sneakers"

"Heels"

"Sandals"

"Fine sandals." Dad said in defeat.

(8 hours later)

I sigh as I look in the mirror. I'm wearing this simple but beautiful black dress.