[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]
Written BY: Nuella Emerald ✍🏽
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀- 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑫𝒂𝒎𝒔𝒆𝒍 𝑨𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒍𝒍.
-𝐔𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝. Expect clumsy errors and grammatical blunders.
Avery and I exited the boutique after buying the masks including one for Brooke and also that lingerie I tried on.
We walked briskly to my car because the whether was becoming windy, it seemed like it was going to rain soon after which, we drove off.
” Are we going dress shopping?” Avery asks few moments after I had started the ignition and we began the journey to Bazel Luxury Estate where our homes were situated.
” Nope.” I answer popping the P.
” I want to design a dress for myself. My parents’ frat members and clients who will be attending the party are very rich and if any of them see I made a very nice dress for myself, they may decide to patronize me, y’know.” I reply and she nods.
” I’d start working on it tonight.” I add.
” Tonight? Will you be able to finish it before tomorrow morning?” Avery asks and I shake my head.
” No I won’t be able to finish it on time if we make it at the fashion studio at my house. But there’s this large industrial sewing machine we have at the Fashion Academy and it’s super fast, if I can access it I’d be able to finish designing and making the dress before tomorrow morning even.”
” But you know they don’t allow students make use of the sewing machines for their own personal use, it must be used for school projects only.” Avery highlights.
” I know, and that’s the reason why Brooke, you and I are breaking into the school this night.” I say with a loopsided grin and Avery gasped with her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.
” Bre-breaking in?”
” Yes, breaking in.” I repeat with a smirk and wink at her. She scrunches her face and folds her arms as she reclines into her seat, a demeanor of uncertainty takes over her.
” I don’t know Bella, doesn’t that sound dangerous. I mean, if we’re caught, we’re definitely going to be expelled.” Avery expresses in concern, her tone dripping of impending dread.
” Oh come on Avery, don’t you love a little youthful heist.” I tease and use one of my elbows to nudge her and she shrugs it off and I laugh.
” Fine. Nothing will happen, no ones going to catch us. Brooke knows how to pick locks and you know the code that opens the main entrance to the school.” I say to allay her fear.
” Wait. How do you know I know the codes to the school’s main doors?” Avery questions and I chuckle.
” For a person dating a teacher, one of the perks should definitely be access to school codes.”
” Okay fine. I know the codes. But sneaking into the school is dangerous.”
” Take a chill pill Avery. I’m the daughter of a freaking mob boss, I’m accustomed to heists, this is a piece of cake.”
” If you say so.”
” I know so.” I assure her.
” So those men at the boutique.” Avery began and I groaned. Why is she so persistent on discussing about those men?
What’s so special about them?
‘ I don’t want to talk about them.” I say unenthusiastically as I take stir the vehicle left.
” But they’re so dreamy.” Avery squeals gushing over them and I roll my eyes in disgust.
” No Avery. How many times do I have to remind you I have a relationship with Zane.”
” A relationship with that cheat? Hell no babe, you deserve better guys with riches like either one of those guys at the boutique.”
” I don’t know why you’re so bent on me ending things with Zane because he’s a cheat. That’s hypocrisy you know, because you’re still dating Vance even though you know fully well he’s a cheat. Let me date Zane in peace, we’ll work things out and then our relationship will sail smoothly.” I reproach Avery’s statement. She was about to retort but then my phone rang and her lips loopside into a gloaty smirk.
” Pick the call.” Avery says sprucely and a puzzled demeanour was vivid on my face as I wondered why Avery would be so spruce. I look down at the USB charging port underneath my dashboard where I had plugged in my phone after entering into the car.
I see the call is from Zane. No wonder she’s being so smug.
” Pick the call since you’re willing to “work things out with him.” ” Avery mocks me with sarcasm and I roll my eyes.
” No I won’t.” I say sternly and unplug the phone from it’s port then slide decline.
I don’t think I’m ready to mend things with Zane yet. One thing I’m afraid of is to get heart broken again and I fear that if Zane and I get back together, he may do something to hurt me again. I can’t take that type of emotional pain twice, I’m transfixed on whether to mend or leave things the way they are.
Neo and I arrive at the Mask Ball and we were by the bar each drinking a glass of Tequila Cocktail as soothing waltz music played mixed with the indistinct chatters coming from here and there made by small gatherings of two or three people scattered around the ball room all combined together to make a quite serene ambience.
” How’s the drink?” Neo asked and I looked at the glass twitching my lips side to side.
” Heh. I’ve had better.” I reply and Neo chuckles.
I dislike all these formal balls I keep getting invites too, they’re boring and super lame. I prefer to go clubbing and dance around with the strippers and hookers, here I have to pretend like I’m prim, calm and collected, which I’m definately not. I’m the type of guy who loves to have mad fun with giving a fuck of what the consequences are, but here I am pretending to be a goody two shoe.
Just then, I sense a change in the aura surrounding the room; the chatters and dialogues between guests had stopped. Everyone’s attention was channeled to the entrance of the party, seems like someone just walked in.
” Woah Ryder, guess who just strutted in.” Neo alerts me with a grin and interest as he taps my shoulder. I look up and see, her. The girl that had mesmerized my being at the boutique yesterday. She looked so stunning.
She was dressed in a black organza fabric sleeveless mermaid ball gown. It was fitted bodice from the top of the dress to just above her knee defining her wastline and curvy physic. It was frilly and full from her knees to just few inches after her ankles. Only the front of her shoes could visibly be seen due to the long lengthened gown she had on. Her whole look augumented he feminity.
Two girls trailed behind her, I could recognize one of them from the boutique. They’re probably her friends.
” Wow, this girl is so dang hot.” Neo compliments her and whistles amorously and I flash my eyebrows in agreement.
” Yes she is. She’s definitely a work of art. Do you think I should go talk to her?” I ask Neo and take a sip out of my Tequila.
” Shush yeah dude. You have to go talk to her.” Neo says and I exhale loudly.
” Wish me luck.” I say and Neo waves it off.
” You don’t need luck. You’re Ryder Lorenzo, women love you.” Neo encouraged with a wink and I smiled. I dropped my glass on the table and walked over to where she and her friends wore.
We arrived at the Ball and immediately all eyes were stuck on us, well most especially me because of my amazing ball gown. There were murmurs, gasps and “oohs” and “aahs” coming from each end of the room.
I really like the feeling of being the center or attraction at anywhere I go.
But today, I feel kind of you know sad and mentally beating myseld up because of Zane. I feel like I’m being to harsh on him with the silent treatment.
” Ugh, I forgot how much I hate all these fancy balls.” Brooke expresses as we walked into the ball room.
” So why did you agree to attend the ball if you hate them?” Avery asks Brooke.
” I thought I’d meet some cute guys here but it seems everything with a dick her is basically over the age of 65.” Brooke says and Avery laughs.
” And I hate all these big, bulkly gowns that make me look like a dolled up princess. I love my dresses skimy, short and revealing not long and graceful like Cinderella’s.” Brooke adds as she struggles to walk in the dress due to how large her’s was.
” Hey, Bella hasn’t said a word ever since we got into the car and all the way here? What’s wrong sweets.” Avery says in remark to my gloomy demeanour and silence.
I’m feeling blue because Zane has been calling and texting me all day and it’s making me feel guilty instead of well, happy. One thing in me feels like he’s repentant and willing to change but another thing in me still prevents me from picking up his calls and replying his texts because I’m afraid he’ll hurt me. I’m just confused hence, I’m gloomy.
” Are you on your period? Your period shouldn’t arrive till next week. Brooke’s period’s supposed to come in two days from now so could it be that Isabe-.” Avery patters and Brooke rolls her eyes and groans causing Avery to halt her utter and pout
” Stop tracking our periods you weirdo. That’s creepy.” Brooke rebukes Avery.
” Well sorry. I’m actually doing Bella a favor here because she fails to keep dates of her periods and she wakes up in a bed stained with blood most months.” Avery says and I groan.
” Will y’all quit the period talk? It’s grossing me out.” I grouse at them and the lean my weight to my side as I recline on the wall.
” Sorry.” Avery apologized curtly.
” Bella is grumpy because Zane hasn’t been out of her hair, he’s been calling her through out today.” Brooke explains.
” Is it true Bella?” Avery asks me to confirm Brooke’s explanation and I nod in affirm.
” Will I lie to you Avery?” Brooke questions and I snicker.
” I was just trying to be sure, no need to eat me up. Jeez.” Avery retorts. Suddenly, Avery’s attention is diverted as she looks towards the opposite direction.
” Oh My Grapes!” Avery explains and taps me repeatedly pointing at the opposite direction gesturing to me to look there. I squirm my eyes and scan amongst the guests to see what might be so amusing to Avery and then I see him, one of the guys at the boutique yesterday. He was coming towards our direction
” What’s happening?” Brooke questions. She’s probably not caught up with all the happenings of yesterday.
” Woah, who’s the handsome dude? Finally a man my age and handsome too. I’ll have him.” Brooke asks sultrily he moment she sees him. She pumps her boobs up with her hands and puts on a seductive smile probably to arouse or catch the guy’s attention.
” No Brooke. He’s for Isabella, they’ve met before.” Avery halts Brooke and she groans disappointedly with an eye roll.
” I don’t want to talk to him. Brooke can have him.” I say and Brooke squeals.
” No, he’s here for you and-” Avery’s persuasion was cut short by the chiming in of the man clearing his throat as he walked up to us.
” Hi.” He greets. His voice masculine and deep yet soothing and satisfying, I like that. Avery flashes her brows at me the nudges me to speak.
” Hey.” I spat out a reply due to Avery’s nudge.
” Uh, we’ll be leaving now.” Avery says and gets hold of Brooke’s hand then drags her out of the scene.
” Make him love you.” She mouths to me with a thumbs up as they leave and I roll my eyes.
” How are you doing?” He asks the moment Brooke and Avery left and he takes a step closer to me and my breath hitches due to the scent of his cologne; it smelt expensive.
” Nice.” I curtly reply trying my able best to look away from him and avoid eye contact.
” You look beautiful Fiori.” He compliments with a smile and I furrow my brows at the name he called me.
” My name’s not Fiori.” I reply stern and plane.
” But Thanks.” I add.
” I called you Fiori because of that flowery tattoo on your left arm. Fiori means flower where I come from.” He says and points to my arm. I arc my left arm and stare at the tattoo then drop my arm down.
” Are you Spanish?” I ask because “Fiori” sound spanish like to me.
” Mexican.” He corrects and I nod.
” I also called you that because I haven’t learnt your name yet.” He says with a smile. He stood opposite me then places his hand stretched out on the wall sort of like trapping me then he looks into my eyes.
” I don’t tell my name to strangers.” I say with crossed arms and excuse myself from his hand like trap.
” Well, I’m Ryder Lorenzo.” He says.
” Nice.” I reply.
” You look familiar.” I say trying to act like I didn’t know where I’ve met him.
” Yeah, I saw you at the Boutique yesterday. I guess that’s how you saw me.” He replies and I nod.
” Oh, that’s nice.” I reply coldly.
” You must really like the word nice, don’t you?” He says and I hum a reply.
Can’t he just read the writing on the wall and decode that I’m not into the conversation. He’s good looking and for the fact that he’s at this ball, that means he’s rich but I’m not interested. I’ve got Zane, I think.
The waltz music changed and “Come Get Her” by Rae Sremmund played. A lot of young people of my age who were attendees take to the dancefloor and groove to the beat, I also spot Brooke and Avery amongst them. I didn’t even know this large number of youngsters attended the ball, also is this type of music supposed to be played at that ball?
” Wanna dance?” He offers them stretches out his hand. I was about to decline and rather sulk and mope at others having fun but then a text came in. It was from Zane.
💬Why are you doing this babe? I’ve been trying to beg you for days now and you’ve refused to listen. I guess you’re also cheating on me as well that’s why you’ve decided not to forgive me. Tell me why I won’t cheat on you when you’ve denied me my right to sex? Is your pussy made of fucking gold or do you think I can’t satisfy you in bed? Have fun with your new man, I hope he realises how fridgid you are and dumps you just like I did. You bitch.
I read Zane’s message silently in my mind. A tear slides down my cheek as I read. I can’t believe Zane typed down this paragraph to insult me, is it wrong to he a virgin? Can’t a relationship be sexless yet still be enjoyable and amazing? I hate you Zane and I’d never forgive you.
” Is anything that matter?” Ryder ask and I quickly blink away the iminent tears in my eyes and cleaned the one on my cheek.
” No.” I shake my head.
He thinks I’m cheating on him right? Well fuck that he’s not here to see how I’m going to dance with this Ryder guy tonight. I’m going to dance with him in the most seductive way I know.
In fact, tonight I’m going to have fun with this Ryder guy and I don’t give two fucks what anyone has to say about it. Tonight, I’m going to forget about Zane.
” I’d like to dance.” I say in a more cheerful tone and place my hand on his.
We take to the dance floor and Ryder instantly gets hold of my waist. I crouch into a twerk pose and wiggle my butt against his torso with my hands over my head and my tongue stuck out. Time to get craaaazzyyy and fucking wild with this Ryder guy.
He starts to move my hips and presses them more against him. He placed his hands behind his head and starts to wriggle and tilt his body to the side and I did the same in an opposite direction as I twerked on him. He once again grabs my waist and our hips move in perfect sync as I grind my ass on him.
The DJ at the ball continues to play trendy pop music that our generation listen too and not Waltz music of the 1895. I figured out the reason why thr genre of music was changed was because all the middle ages adults and old people excused the ball for an important frat meeting leaving us the young ones at the ball. Imagine twerking in a ball gown, hilarious huh?
Ryder and I danced the fucking night away. We had shots over shots over shots of whisky and hard liquor and we were tipsy. Imagine getting drunk with a handsome dude you know nothing about. Hillarious huh?
” I’m so tired. My foot is sore an my bones hurt from all the dancing.” I say slurred as I sit on one of the twirly bar chairs.
” Wanna go somewhere cool?” He asks and I nod.
” Where are we going?” I ask.
” Somewhere cool. You’ll see.” He says with an assured smile.
” Follow me.” He adds and I hold his hand. He takes me out of the ball room and then into an elevator. He pushes in the button “4” that means we we’re going to the forth floor. Moments passed and the elevator dings open and we stepped out
” Where aare we going?” I whine asking the same question again and he smiles.
” To the rooftop. The view there is extremely magical.” He says and I grinned.
As we walk down the hallway we see where all the adults were gathered . Ryder sees them first and he halts me from going any further.
” What happened?” I ask puzzled on why we halted.
” If they see us going up the stairs they’d be pissed at us and won’t allow us. So we’d have to sneak past them. ” He says with a smirk.
With my hand still in his, we tiptoe past the adults and up the stair’s giggling and snickering like teenage lovers.
We go up the stairs and arrive at the rooftop. The view was actually wonderful no doubt, the dark skies were illuminated and lit up by the presence of the crescent gleaming moon and the infinity numbered bright shining stars. The cool evening breeze grazes our skins sending goosebumps and soothing feels.
He twirls me and makes me face him. With loving eyes, he smiles genuinely at me then uses the back of his palm to slowly stroke my cheeks, I find myself blushing bashfully I placed my hand on his as he continued to stroke my cheeks.
” You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen Fiori.” He says and my cheeks flutter with a shade of red in response to his compliment.
” Thanks. You’re quite hot yourself. ” I return the compliment and he chuckles
” Quite? Quite shouldn’t be in that statement at all Fiori, I’m hot and handsome. Every girl’s dream.”
” Well definately not mine.” I reply.
” Are you sure?” He asks with an arched brow. He smirks then twirls me and makes me back him. He grabs my waist and pulls me closer to himself. With my body pressed against his, he releases my waist and crosses his arms around my neck and I blush. He begins to plant soft kisses on my neck and I giggle.
” Am I in your dreams now?” He questions in a whisper and resumes the kisses and I blush to the root of my hairs.
” From the first day I saw you, I fell in love with you Fiori. I definately hope someday you’ll love me back…”
The ball was getting boring because the adults had returned and they resumed with the boring waltz music. I decide to head upstairs to the rooftop to cool off and gaze at the stars for a while. I can go anywhere I please because my dad owns this hotel where the ball is hosted.
I go up the elevator and up the stairs then go to the rooftop. My eyes are widened at the image I was welcomed with the moment I stepped in.
Isabella and Ryder were snuggled up together. Ryder twirls her around then makes her face him then he leans in and kiss her.
Hypocrite. Wasn’t it her who was pissed at Zane for cheating on her?
I should video this and send to Zane, you know for the drama.
I take out my phone and click on record then record them kissing. I smirk to myself then stop the video after getting some moments of them lip locked.
Now…for extra drama.
” ZANE!? WHAT ARE YOU DOING WITH HER??”
𝚃 𝙱 𝙲🍂 🍂
Fiori☺ and Ryder have met🙂
Should Bella forgive Zane?