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𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

I look further into his light orbs but then felt the urge to jump out of my seat from the familiar presence. If Elisa was here right now, I'd be able to explain who he is... That he's the 'horny drunken man'.

As soon as his eyes meet mine, he begins to smirk. I swiftly look away and attempt to focus my attention on what my uncle needs to say.

"Everyone this is Antiono my old friend, this is his wife Bella and this is their son, Enzo." Nicolas stares at us as we smile at all of them. So, horny drunken man has a name?

"Antonio, Bella, Enzo, meet my family." They all smile back at us but Enzo's eyes penetrate back at mine, I try look away but our eyes are like a magnet, I can't look away. It's something about those bright orbs that are sucking me in, forcing me to not look away.

I was able to resist after a few more tries and turn away.

"These are my sons, Dante and Bruno." Nicolas begins to do the rounds to introduce everyone, which in my opinion feels absolutely awkward.

"This is obviously their beautiful mother and my wife, Maria." I smile at his words and how much he loves my aunt, their love has never died over the years, they're still so close and still so in love, relationships like theirs and my parent's gives me hope for my own future.

"This is my sister Serena her husband and their daughter, Arianna." I smile brightly at my name being called and decide to avoid eye-contact with Enzo at all times. They take their seats, luckily Enzo isn't next to me, but he is opposite me with Bruno and Dante sitting next to him already trying to get into a conversation with him.

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We were half way in the meal, which consisted of pure business talk. I decide to get up and walk to the bathroom toilets. I flush the toilet when I was finished and decide to wash my hands before exiting out of the restaurant for some fresh air.

I lean over the banister and look out of the street and witness how quiet the environment is, it is weird living in Italy sometimes, some days there are multiple people walking up and down the streets no matter the time, other days it is quiet as can be.

"Mio Caro? " [My dear] I hear the deep voice approaching behind me, I turn to face his tall masculine body and suddenly feel slightly startled.

"Enzo." I say stubbornly, I have no idea why he's out here, probably spying.

"And you're Arianna?" He raises a brow and I nod, I I'm trying to keep the conversation short and snappy, I don't want to talk to him as it is, the 'horny drunken man' I chuckle at myself and my thoughts which only leaves Enzo questioning why.

"Something funny?" He raises his brow higher, looking at me with his bright blue orbs, which for some reason I find hypnotising, they're holding me captive yet again.

"What do you want Enzo, hm?" I look and sigh. Not having a clue what he wants, he has no need to be out here, invading my personal space, questioning me.

"Well, I want to get to know you more, no? That's what I've been doing with your cousins Dante and Bruno...Mio Caro" [my dear]

I roll my eyes and give him a death stare.

"I'm not your dear." I emphasise on the word 'dear' I have no idea why he's calling me it, but it's weird.

I pass his presence and begin to walk away; I notice people stare as soon as I enter the restaurant but I walk right by them to the dimmest part of the restaurant at the back and take a seat with my family.

"I hear you're astonishing with your involvement in the mafia, Arianna." I look over and face Antonio.

"I'm not too bad." I say and smile.

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Our meal ended and our families separated its ways, Bruno obviously 'had' to have Enzo's number so Enzo could go round to their house whenever he pleased, meaning I'd see much more of him, which was great... Not.

We all got back into the limo, but the only discussions being made were between Dante and Bruno, Maria and my mother as well as my father and Nicolas. I sit there by myself, looking out of the window watching as a shooting star blasts through the sky, leaving its travel of glitter looking particles behind to transfer onto the sky. I used to believe in wishing upon shooting stars, but being in a mafia took it away from me, providing me with non-innocent information; in a mafia you rarely get what you want, unless you lead it.

They drop me home first where the familiar door knob greets me again waiting to be turned with its key, I open the door and exhaustion hits me, I never get this tried, but when I do I know I should definitely aim for an early night. Before I left the limo Nicolas said that I should come over tomorrow ten o'clock sharp, as there was some important information that should be discussed, I obviously agreed and was thankful for the extra sleep I'd be achieving. But every conversation we have always seems to be important. But I guess that's what happens when you live within a high mafia.

I take off my layers of clothing that only consisted of a silky dress and my bra set, I hop along to relax myself in my bath which can act as a shower, I fill up the bath with boiling hot water along with its bath lotion. The smell was full of coconut with a hint of vanilla, I pour a quarter of the content within my bath and put my hair up into a high bun, keeping it out of the way.

I poke my toe in to check the temperature which felt sensational against my skin, I sunk my body into the bath and allow the warmth to immerse my body. I relax my head against the edge of the bath, allowing my muscles to ease along with my mind. The steam filled up the mirrors within the bathroom and left me feeling satisfied and warm. I grab my lemon body wash and scrub my body using my bright pink loofah, removing all dirt and impurities felt so satisfying. I soak my body leaving the bubbles to remove themselves from my skin and tiled my head back once more to enjoy the comfort that the bath and its content is providing me.

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An hour passed and the water became cooler, my hands and feet became pruney from the previous warmth they were earned, I got out of the bath and begin to wrap the towel around my damp body, allowing it to try all my its self with no effort at all. I unplug the bath plug and watch as the water sunk to the drain like a tornado.

I took a look at my organiser on the left and leant over for my cleanser, toner and moisturiser, one after the other made my skin feel clean and fresh for a good, early night sleep. I remove the towel from my now dried body and hang it up on the black hook at the back of the door, I look around for some pyjamas but all I could find was a pair of clean pants along with an oversized T-shirt, I put both on my naked body making myself less exposed.

I climb into my bed and let my silky sheets feel smooth against my bare legs, my pillow cases gave comfort for my head and thankfully allow me to feel cosy. I stared up to the ceiling before falling asleep, replaying every situation that happened these past few days.

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The morning arrived with the sun gleaming through my blinds, I look with half-slit eyes at my alarm and notice I had only an hour to get myself ready.

I pull myself out of my comfortable bed, leaving it lonely and probably missing me. I begin to walk to my wardrobe and honestly felt in a lazy mood. I decide to pick up my leggings and a plain oversized white T-shirt which was very comfortable, under my outfit I wore my white bra and pant set which left my top not being see-through.

I put on my white trainers and began to gather up my belongings and lock my front door, obviously checking every electrical was off first, I left my hair in the messy bun that I woke up with, honestly it didn't look bad at all. I made my way to my uncle's house where the gates slowly opened for my arrival.

I make my way to the large double doors which stand tall and straight, I knock on it loud enough for someone to hear, it didn't take long for someone to un-bolt the door and let the door fly free, I was welcomed inside with Orlando standing at the side. I release a small smile and wander off to my uncle's office.

"Dante, get the door please." I hear my uncle's voice and there the door opens wide enough for me to slide my body in, Dante looks tired and run down, the stubble on his face has seemed to overgrown and overstayed its welcome.

My eyes dart at Bruno leaning against the wall waiting for someone to speak or even breathe, the only people in the room were, Bruno, Dante, my uncle, my father and myself and some gentleman in the corner of the room, standing next to my uncle.

He was tall and masculine. His brown hair was spiked up, his dark navy eyes strike through mine, where I then retrieve a smile from his thin lips.

"Guys, this is Angelo." Angelo widened his smile as soon as his eyes landed on mine, I make the effort and smile back but looked away as uncle Nicolas began to speak once more.

"He's the new member in our mafia and will be doing his absolute best to defend our mafia family." My uncle smiles at the new gentleman standing before us.

We all greet him with a slight welcome and with a smile, we all left the office and continued on with our routine. I call up Orlando who was at the warehouse sorting out shipments that had just arrived from America. I finally decide to leave the house and get into my range rover and make my way to the warehouse.

Half an hour later I arrive at the warehouse where silence perimeters around the area, the warehouse was in the rundown part of town, no-one knew where it was apart from our family thankfully, but it isn't usually this quiet, we usually have at least two men not doing their job and playing cards outside.

I walk inside and witness Orlando on a tablet trying to control the shipments.

"You okay there Orlando?" I question him and he nods, he is able to finish what he wanted to do, just as I hear a deep voice approach from behind me.

"Hey." I turn around and find Angelo stand tall with a smile upon his face, his Italian accent isn't at all strong. I did want to question how he got here so quickly, but I let the question slide and his presence remain welcome.

"Hey Angelo." I say as Orlando gives Angelo a large smile.

"What are you doing here?" I decide that I shouldn't be holding back, I'm a part of this mafia too, so I question him politely as he walks closer to Orlando and I.

"I just wanted to see how you do things round here, Nicolas did say it was okay." I nod and show Angelo around the warehouse and let him know exactly what we do here. Which is honestly not a lot.

We stay at the warehouse for a few hours making it become late in the afternoon. I decide to message Elisa asking if she wanted to head out for dinner so we could catch up, because there was plenty to catch up on, that was for sure.