Chapter 4 - The Fundraiser

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"Emilia.. Bella you..you" my dad said struggling to find the words as I walked down in my dark green silk dress, it was fitted at the bust and waist enough to show off my curves, this guy Lorenzo might be a psychopath but I still aim to impress.

"My girl you are the stars in the night to me" my father said kissing me on the cheek. 

Now for a Mafia Don he may seem sweet but believe me no one is more protective than a Don with his daughter, at home he is kind and loving but in public he is not, as is every Don. I am my father's only daughter, I have wanted for nothing and I have been protected since the day I was born. I am a Daddy's girl.

My father is not not like this with my brothers he is harsher on them for they will be heads of their own families in time, they can not be seen to be weak they must be hard and strong - but this does not mean he doesn't love them.

My father leads my mother out to the cars, along with Anthony who will travel with them while myself, Joseph and Luca ride in the second.

"How are you feeling sis?" asks Joseph

"Okay I guess, as okay as I can be" I replied looking out the window with butterflies in my stomach. 

Is it strange that I want Lorenzo to like me? A man I have never met yet there is an internal pressure there to impress him and for him to like me.

"If at any point you want to back out you know you can, right? Just give us a look and we will take you home, okay" Luca says

"I will be fine, honestly"

"Well if you're not I brought Betty" Joseph said as he pulled out a gun from inside his jacket.

"You know it's fucked up that you name your guns right?" I say laughing at him, Luca chuckles too.

"You say that but she is the only girl that I can trust" Joseph replies checking the safety and putting it back in the holster. To be fair to him he doesn't exactly have the best luck, but then he often chooses the wrong women.

"We need to find you a wife, like asap!" I say shaking my head at him.

We finally arrive at a large estate, the house is lit up with beams of bright spot lights, in the driveway there is a large fountain with a statue of a naked woman in the middle holding a jug as water pours out of it.

My heart begins to race, I take deep breaths trying to compose myself, fuck I feel so nervous, this is fucking stupid he has to impress me as much as I have to impress him, pull yourself together for fuck sake. 

I hear laughter and chatter as the door to my right is opened by Joseph who puts out his hand to help me out of the car. I take one final deep breath as we walk towards the double doors behind my mother and father.

"Don Tradelli, what a pleasure it is to have you" another Don greets my father as we walk in.

I start to scour the room trying to identify this mystery man I am supposed to marry

"do you see him?" I whisper to Joseph

"no not yet" I keep hold of my brother's arm.

Joseph is tall around 6ft, his skin is tanned, his hair is short on the sides and longer on the top, Chocolate in colour, he clean shaven and build like a tank. I always felt safe at his side.

We made our way though into the mansion further. I could feel the eyes of women glaring at me and gazing at my brother then whispering to their friends. Christ! These women are most definitely not wife material for him, although I see him smiling at them giving them a flirty wink. 

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