I hear a single pair of hands clapping coming up from behind me ripping me out of my thoughts. I stand up with my soar body and sweat dripping down every crevice.
"I'm impressed." Millionaire guy says outside of the ring. "Welcome to the Mafia." He...
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Brynn's P.O.V.
I stand in front of my floor length mirror examining the scene before me.
The flood gates that are my eyes are about to break at this sight.
"If only you could see me now dad." I whisper under my breath. My legs are on full display in this dress Mamma made for me. A dress has never felt to right on my body before. As once the great Ace Ventura said "Fits like a glove".
My dark hair cascads down my shoulders in lose curls framing my face perfectly. My makeup is as natural as it can get, but enough to accentuate my facial features. I put a light sparkly shadow on my lids with a nude lip gloss to make my lips glossy and plump.
I can feel my stomach starting to turn into knots since its getting close in time to leave. I haven't had a full conversation with Mauro in half a month and its causing the anxiety to grow faster and faster. How do we act? Do we hold hands? Is he actually my date or is he just holding out until the night is over and kill me? I mean, will he even kill me? He's probably killed Luca.
All these questions and so little time.
I look over my shoulder to see Giana zipping her black dress up her side. Its a gorgeous off the shoulder floor length gown that hugged every curve the gods sculpted on her body. She was absolutely stunning. Her hair in a loose braid falling down her shoulder, almost giving me a Princess Elsa vibes, and a black smokey eye illuminating her perfectly blue eyes.
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I've never been so in awe of someone I've know for such a short amount of time. It's such an odd feeling being so close to someone you haven't known your whole life. I've never been this close to anyone besides my father and my Martial Arts coach.
"You donne look bellissima!" I hear a small Italian accent from behind me.
(women, gorgeous)
"Thank you!" Giana and I say in unison to Mamma.
I take a deep breath and grab ahold of Giana's hand, trying to calm my nerves from the unknown tonight holds.
Her hand is clammy and shaky, probably because its her first date with Zito. I'm really excited to see how tonight plays out for her, even though it's probably my last night living. I still haven't seen Luca since being exiled to my room for the rest of my life.
"Hey Giana? You think Luca is dead?" I ask abruptly. Her head snaps up to look at me with a surprised expression painted across her face, but soon after falls flat and blank. Her hand drops from mine causing my hand to feel the cold air around it.
