Loving The Mafia

•Chapter 17•

A/N
I am honestly trying to write as much as I can for you guys but...
Exams, SBAs, Fake Friends, Failure Relationships, Ice Cream Sessions, Stuck On 'The Originals' Lately.
God Bless Elijah ❤
But.
I'm stressed AF! >_<
I cant wait for college *says sarcastically and rolls eyes*
Anyways, Enjoy My Little Owls ❤😍🐾

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It's been three days since Lorenzo and I have spoken. Three days of only eye contact and whatever unwanted touches between us. Like the occasional brush of shoulders and whatnot.

For the past two days, it's been quiet. Donny and I hang out most of the time pulling pranks on random people until when it got sooo out of hand that Angelo made Lorenzo send Donny to France to collect some debts that would last at least another week.

So I'm pretty much bored and since Donny's not here to carry me to the club, Angelo's been that. Like how he is now.

"I miss Donny!" I whined and turned halfway in my seat to face Angelo. He lifted his sculpted eyebrow and asked Why.

"Because! " I said dramatically, " He's like my partner in crime. And all of you guys are boring as hell." I sighed and frowned deeply.

"Hey!" Angelo glanced me with a hurt expression, "I am fun okay? "

I hmmed and then looked at him, "Honestly no. You're more the police officer that arrests Donny and I." I said in an as a factly tone," You basically suck."

Angelo chuckled, "I suck,You blow." He looked at me expectantly.

I sighed,"If Donny said it, it would've been better..." I gazed at him with a bored expression.

He gasped," I'm hurt! You're picking Donny over Me! Me?! Your flipping brother!"

I shrugged as Angelo pulled up to the club. We got out and entered the club.

The place was dark and had only a few lights that gave a glow. The lighting was more focused on the stages where the girls would perform.

Angelo went ahead to the bar as I ventured to find Marilyn. It took me a while because she wasn't in our dressing room. I had finally found her but she was on stage dancing.

I liked her style of dance though. It was more unique than the other girls. Her movements were slow and teasing. She danced with grace and her attire wasn't even that trampy either.

She wore a one piece suit. The top was halter with lace patterns and the bottom of it was just enough. It showed the right amount of booty. Only a peak that makes you want more.

Now I'm not swinging for the other side but if I were, I'd totally tap that. I scanned the room, noticing that Angelo was at the bar. He was perched on the steel stool. His lips about to touch his glass of whiskey I assumed -because that's all he ever drinks- as he looked at Mari on stage.

The way he looked at her gave me an excited feeling. Let's just say he looks at her with pure desire. As if he craves her. I looked at Mari on stage to her returning his intense stare as she seductively slid down the pole.

The song, that I recognized as The Weeknd - Earned It, ended. She gave a little twirl before she strutted backstage. I looked back at Angelo, who sighed with a small smile in his lips.

Smirking to myself, I headed back to the dressing room. Mari wasn't inside yet so I made myself comfortable on the white loveseat. I lied on my back with my feet dangling off the edge.

It wasn't long after Marilyn entered, humming the weeknd's song. She hadnt noticed me as she went directly to the counter, taking of her multiple rings.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat. She jumped and looked at me murderously.

"Don't do that!" She glared,"When did you arrive?" She looked at me through the mirror.

"Only about a good twenty minutes," I walked over to her and plopped down on the chair next to her,"You dance amazing though." I smiled as she blushed.

"Thanks," she said softly.

"And I'm sure I'm not the only one who thinks so too though," I smirked inwardly as she instantly perked up, looking at me with a questioning gaze. "I mean I felt the tension between you and Angelo. I could've seen it."

Her cheeks got red and redder as every second passed," Erm, Angelo? " She faked uncertainty, "Angelo who?"

I smirked and began to fiddle around with the makeup on the counter,"Oh you know... The guy who was all eye raping you while sipping whiskey while you stared back basically grinding on the pole?"

Her ears were getting red,"Um. It's nothing. Just a stupid little...crush." She muttered as if she was telling herself that.

"Why though?" I cocked my head to the side,"Angelo's a nice guy."

"He seems so but his type is more of Stella." She sighed, almost looking between somewhat sad and angry.

I looked at her with a confused face. I dont know who Stella is. As if catching on, Mari squeaked, "Oh! You don't know who Stella is?" She asked more like said as I shook my head in negative. "Well since you're staying with him, I'm sure you've heard of some smoke bomb incident? The girl he was with is her apparently. "

I raked my brain, trying to placr an image of her. I hadnt seen her before. "Still haven't seen her yet," I shrugged.

Marilyn rolled her eyes and sighed, "Well she's an A class bitch, perfect, typical fake blonde hair, you know.."

She sounds like the type Angelo would want. Angelo wasn't one to judge or anything but he's always preferred blondes. What reason? I dont know.

I snorted as Mari looked at me bewilderedly, " I'm sure you're hotter." I nudged her elbow as she smiled secretly while tying her hair up.

"I dont know. I don't care. Angelo seems like a player in any case. " Marilyn frowned,"And it's not like I'm expecting anything more than just being a toy. I mean... Look at this. I flipping pole dance for men who works for my Head Boss, who is a frigging Mafia Boss! It's not gonna be all rainbows and sunshine, Bri."

I smiled at her sadly as I remembered the times Lorenzo And I shared. "I know. Lorenzo and I are still the same way. Fūcked up in every way possible, " I patted her shoulder.

She groaned and then shot up from her seat. "Lets stop talking about this. I need some vodka. " She mumbled the last part as she threw on a sheer lace robe and walked out.

Why do I suddenly feel the need to play Cupid's little helper?

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Another AN:
By the way, I write on my phone and my phone sticks A LOT! So if theres any errors, blame the phone.

Also.
Choose.
Brianny Or Bridon As ship names for Brianne & Donny?

Brenzo Or Lorianne For Lorenzo And Brianne.

Mariangel Or Angelyn for Angelo And Marilyn?!!!