In A Sexy Dress

It was hard for Aria to meet my eyes - she was too embarrassed by my attention. A deep blush filled her cheeks. I released her brother and she pressed him against her body, protecting him. Aria was so modest and intimidating that I almost wondered how she would resist me if I decided to do something to her brother. But I would never do anything like that. There was no honor in hurting women and children.

"I'm sorry," Aria said softly. "My brother didn't mean to disrespect."

"I wanted!" the boy screamed. Aria put her hand over his mouth and I almost laughed. It's been a long time since a woman made me laugh, even if unintentionally.

"Don't apologize," the redhead hissed. "It's not our fault that he and his bodyguards take up so much space in the hallway." At least Fabiano told the truth. Everyone thinks they should lick his ass because he'll be a capo...

I looked at Matteo. This girl had the same disgusting character as he did. After some bickering, Aria finally got her siblings to leave, which made me happy. They got on my nerves. There was no secret that the Scuderi wanted to marry off his daughters as soon as possible.

Aria cringed as she looked at me. "I apologize for my sisters and brother. They…

"Protecting you," I said. "This is my brother Matteo." Aria glanced in his direction, but didn't meet my gaze directly either. I nodded to the other side of me.

"And this is my right hand, Cesare."

She blinked. It seemed that she would run away from me with all her legs, if only I took even a step in her direction. "I must go to my brother and sisters." She turned and hurried away - her blond head soon disappeared from my field of vision.

"You're still doing it, Luca. You scare girls left and right with your stern charm," said Matteo.

"Let's go before Scuderi starts wondering where we've gone." - Scuderi was the last person I wanted to meet, with the exception of the meeting, where knives and pistols would participate, and which would turn into a bloody mess.

Having never seen it, I already hated it. What kind of father would marry a girl like Aria to someone like me? She was like an angel, so humble and innocent, yet very clear about who I am—a cold-blooded bastard on the good days and a monster the rest of the time. Well, she had three more years before I ruined her life with my darkness.

***

There is not as much booze in the world as could make the presence of Scuderi and Fiore Cavallaro more acceptable. Nothing I wanted as badly as slitting their throats and watching them bleed. Matteo gave me a sidelong glance, knowing exactly what I was thinking. He wouldn't hesitate for a second if I asked him to get the knives. Matteo was always ready to stick a blade in anyone who annoyed him.

"She's a natural beauty, Luca," Scuderi said proudly. "You won't regret your choice". Only it was not my choice, but I said nothing. There was no point in starting this argument, given that my father was watching me like a hawk. She is absolutely innocent. She was never allowed to go anywhere without protection. She is only yours.

I made an effort to smile. It's not that I'm not grateful. The thought that someone could touch Aria made the blood rush through my veins at a furious pace. I felt like a fucking owner when it came to her. I never cared if the girls I fuck were being fucked by someone else, but in Aria's case, I'll kill anyone who just looks at her the wrong way.

"There's nothing better than breaking them," Aria's cousin Rafaele said. He was a head shorter than me. If tonight ends in a bloodbath, he will be the last one I kill, I want to dwell on him longer. Let's see if he can keep that nasty grin on his face when my knife is stuck in his eye. Dante looked hard at his Soldier, and Rafaele quickly stared at his drink. It was the first time Dante showed any glimmer of emotion. His wife passed away not long ago.

Officially, Fiore was the Boss of the Chicago Syndicate, but I couldn't help feeling that it was Dante who was calling the music.

There was a knock at the door.

When the door opened and Aria slipped into the room, her back to us, I took a deep breath. She didn't look like the girl I met the day before. She was dressed in a revealing dress that showed off her long, slender legs, creamy skin, and beautiful ass. Damn it. When she finally turned around, I found that the view from the front was just as magnificent.

My eyes continued their journey. Aria bowed her head, her eyes darting across the floor, and I could see her shivering in fear and discomfort. Something furious and demanding to protect her rose up inside me, frightening. She was mine. How did her mother let her walk around in something like that?

I'll bet my left ball that Aria didn't have a say in choosing that fucking dress parody. I've fucked women in nastier clothes, but she was my future wife and she's only fifteen. Her parents should have protected her instead of flaunting her like that.

Finally, she dared to raise her head and meet my gaze. Fucking shame, she looked like she was about to cry. If I had the chance, I would kill the Scuderi and fucking enjoy it. I put the glass down before I could throw it at the wall.

Aria's eyes darted nervously from side to side. The men in the room looked at her with no respect, but Rafaele the bastard just undressed her with his fucking eyes. If we were in New York, I would relieve him of the burden of ever seeing anything in the future.