L'ERRORE DELLA MAFIA

CHAPTER 21

We're in the car, on our way to the gala thing.

I can not believe I agreed to go. Im not at all eligible to go to a social gathering. Let alone one filled with gangsters and Mafia folk.

Hell I'd never even heard of their existence beyond fiction. I heave a big, frustrated sigh.

"You have to stay sharp, be mindful do not wander off without me and do not speak to anyone if I am not around. And do not, under any circumstances go somewhere isolated" Hunter instructs.

I look at him, probably with a gobsmacked face.

"Why?" I ask him.

"Because it is a room full of people pretending to like me and waiting to hurt me." He says seriously.

"Im not the way to hurt you I know that much" I roll my eyes. His tongue pokes out the inside of his cheek, it's oddly attractive.

you did not just think that.

"What if I have to go to the bathroom" I cross my arms making his gaze flicker down to my chest then back up.

"I'll go with you" He says casually making me frown.

"Why do I even have to go" I ask, my tone turning whiny like a child.

"Reasons you don't need to know. Just stand there and look pretty" He says making my frown deepen.

Why do I have to do that though? Hmph.

I look out the window for the rest of the way there.

I was completely zoned out, I didn't even realise when we got there. Only when he opened my door and put out a hand for me, I looked up at him with a confused look.

"Come on mia cara, I can't stand here forever" He says a small smirk present.

I get out, turning to fix my dress when I hear loud jumbled voices, that seem to be asking questions and flashes going off.

I look up to see Hunter standing infront of me, so close my nose is touching his white dress shirt clad chest. He's stood broad and tall, shielding me from what I can only assume is many reporters.

Don't they need to be discreet? They're Mafia people. Hm.

"Button your coat" I feel his chest vibrate with his deep voice.

I look down to see it unbuttoned showing cleavage. Great just awesome. I quickly fumble with it and button it up looking up at him.

"You good?" he asks making me nod. He moves from infront of me to reveal a tall building entrance, lights all over it making it look absolutely beautiful. And people with cameras. So many cameras.

"You didn't say anything about cameras" I look up at him. He's too tall up close.

"Stay with me and no one will dream of coming close to you" He says making me blush and look away.

Damn the butterflies.

"Signor De'Luca, questa è la sua nuova sposa?" A guy shouts as I hold onto Hunters forearm for my life, climbing the few stairs.
(Mr. De'Luca, is this your new bride?)

I know he's asking Hunter a question. I just don't know what.

"Chi è la bella signora, signore?" One of them asks, he's really close so his stood out. I see Hunter pause and turn to him, giving him the coldest look ever making him pale and back away.
(Who's the pretty lady sir.)

Oof i feel for him, I know how scary he can be.

We finally make it inside the large double glass doors. The place is filled people screaming class and money. The women are the epitome of elegance, woth their extravagant gowns and jewellery. Everything say wealth and riches.

"Dolcezza, stay with Hunter, sì? And if he gets too much find me or Shanaya, or any of the familia" Mr. De'Luca says making me nod and smile at his caring tone.

The party goes on to be the most boring thing on the planet. I can actually feel myself becoming more and more sleepy with every conversation Hunter has with a couple double our age. It doesn't help that I dont understand much just a few words here and there.

I sigh and look around only to spot a baby running around.

Hey thats our baby!

Our? It's Arianna's baby.

I know I meant the family's.

You're not family. You aren't part of any family.

Oh.

I try to walk towards him but I feel a large hand wrap around my middle. Not even my waist its above there, under my boobs.

Ugh. I try to step away but he just holds me tighter.

Hmph.

I would make noise but he's talking to a man and a woman.

"Stop squirming" he whispers making me freeze.

I look back at Marco to make sure I dont loose sight of him.