Mafia Boss's Princess (ON HOLD.)

Chapter 2

    I stretched out on my large, king sized bed. I snuggled into the soft white comforter, as I attempted to sleep. I heard a hard knock upon my wooden door, making me let out a loud groan. I snuggled further into the comforter, hoping they would think I was asleep, and go away. I heard the same knock again, only louder. I ignored it once more, as I put my manicured hands over my ears. My door bursted open, revealing the intruder. I lifted my head, as I peered at the person, as I held my blanket just below my eyes.

"Cut the crap, Nessa." A feminine voice shouted. I came to recognize the voice as my best friend, Delaney. She walked up to my large bed, ripping my comforter off of my body, leaving me naked and exposed upon my sheets. She let out a groan, as she walked into my walk-in closet. About 5 minutes later, she pulled out a white, short and rather revealing dress, throwing it at me.

"Put it on, fucker." She explained, making me let out a groan, sitting up. I motioned my hand at her, to turn around. She threw her arms up in exaggeration, as she turned around. I heaved myself out of my comfortable, loving bed. I quickly slipped on a strapless white bra and matching panties. I walked over to my bed, snatching up the revealing dress. I slipped it on with ease, as it hugged my curves, my tan back still exposed, as it wasn't zipped yet.

"Zip me up!" I shouted over to her, as she nodded her head, walking over. She held onto my waist dramatically, as she zipped up the dress. I walked over to my mirror, that covered most of my wall. I checked myself out, my breasts filled the top nicely, not to revealing yet just enough to show. It was an off the shoulder dress, that I adored. It reached just above my mid thigh, exposing my tan legs. I held a smile, until I noticed my birds nest of blonde hair.

"One, what are you wearing? Two, where are we going? Three, you're doing my hair and makeup because you're dragging me out." I explained, making her groan.

"I'm getting something from your closet duh. We're going to the Infinity Night Club. And I guess I will." She explained, as she gave me a smirk, making me grin.

"Fair enough. Also you're explaining this to my father." I shouted to her, as she groaned, before nodding her head.

    She pulled me over to my large white vanity, forcing me done upon my plush fluffy seat. She began on my so called makeup, just consisting of mascara, that made my light blue eyes pop. She then straightened my ash blonde hair, then curling the ends, letting it curve around my C cup breasts. She forced me up, sitting herself upon my fluffy stool. She then did her makeup, which consisted of mascara, and winged eye liner. Her light makeup, made her light brown eyes pop. She curled her dark brown hair, as it sat upon her B sized breasts.

"Wait I should've put my dress on, then did my hair and makeup." She explained, with a loud groan. I let out an obnoxious laugh, as I walked into my modern walk-in closet. Unlike my fathers, old school look around the house, I have a modern room, perfectly designed by me. After a few minutes of skimming, I picked her out a tight, scarlet red silk dress, with thin straps and a just enough to show off her breasts. I dropped the dress on her lap, ushering her up and into my sleek bathroom.

    After about 5 minutes she strutted out, her silky curled dark brown hair, upon her breasts. Her light brown eyes, popped with the scarlet dress. We quickly picked out our heels, from my shoe rack. My heels, a soft white, strappy heel, with diamonds upon the straps, that exposed my white painted toes. Her heels were a strappy black felt heels, that encased her toes. She stood much larger than me, as the heels were much larger than mine, along with her height, at 5'6 and mine just reaching 5'2. We grabbed out purses, that perfectly matched our outfits, and made our way out.

   We made our way down the spiral stair case, to be greeted by Titus, his father and my dad, speaking in harsh Italian. I let out a cough, their attention upon me and Delaney. Titus's burning gaze ran over my outfit, his ocean eyes, filled with lust, and anger. My father scowled at me, making me scoff.

"Where are you going with that on?" My father sneered, as he spoke a few Italian curse words under his breath.

"Don't start this, you know damn well I bought this. I'm grown, I can go where I please." I explained, making Titus let out a scoff, as he walked off, toward my Fathers home office. My dad shook his head, as he knew I would win the argument.

"Bring your body guards, Marco and Angelo with you. And always keep your phone on you, Titus may also come if he would like." My father explained, making me groan, rolling my eyes. Titus walked out from my fathers office, nodding his head in agreement.

"Why Titus, why?" I pleaded, as he shrugged his shoulders. A grin appeared upon his annoyingly hot face.

"Go have fun kids, be safe and bring your pistol." My father explained, as Titus handed me my pistol. I tried to shove it into my purse, only to fail.

"Titus, carry it please." He nodded his head, as he took the pistol, and put it neatly under his waistband.

    I spun my BMW keys around my hand, as I reached for the door, only to be forced back, by my father.

"Your body guards are driving, so go get in the SUV." He explained, waving his hand toward the garage door, to the left of the second spiral staircase. I let out a groan, as I trudged toward the door, followed by Titus and Delaney. We made our way into the started car, Marco in the passengers seat, and Angelo in the drivers. I texted my father everything he needed to know, as I always did this. I told him the street name of the club, the clubs name, the manager of the clubs name and a few other key details, for safety precautions.

    After about 30 minutes of chatting and driving, we finally made it to the very lit club, as cars lined the streets. Angelo finally found a decent parking spot, as they got out and opened the doors for us. We walked toward the long line of waiting people, skipping over them. I held my hand out for the rather handsome bouncer, giving him a charming smile, before pulling away. Marco pulled him aside, explaining my father, as he let out an 'oooo'. He walked back over, and opened the black double doors, ushering us to go ahead inside. Marco was on either side of me and Delaney, and Titus trailed behind us. My eyes trailed over the sweaty dancing drunk couples dancing to some rap song, and the filled bar. I spotted a sleek black, that had a sign upon it saying 'VIP'. I of course strolled my way over there, nodding my head at the bouncer. He quickly flashed me a smile, and allowed us in.

    I was greeted by a few older men, and their sons, as well as almost naked women serving drinks, There was a few flashy women, that attempted to seduce a few of the men, most to be accepted. There was a leather inky black plush couch, that lined the large room. On the right there was a large staircase, that led to the balcony. Titus walked up, and grabbed both of our hands, and dragged us to a empty spot.

    We sat conversing, as me and Delaney were speaking to two handsome young men. Titus was behind us, speaking to a rich Italian old man. The two men, I come to know as brothers, started flirting, as we of course accepted, and flirted back. I've come to know the one with soft curly brown hair, with and undercut. He held forest green eyes, that I adored. He went by the name, Liam. The other had sleeked back dark brown hair, with dark brown eyes, he went by the name Noah.

    Titus turned around upon the comfortable couch, as he inserted himself in the conversation. I smacked his arm, making him grunt. After awhile of talking, I was ushered up the stairs, by Liam. Delaney led Noah up with us. Titus tagged along, as he could clearly see he was irritated by me and Liam. I waved him off, as Liam put some kind of up beat song on. Me and him danced, not to sexually. Noah and Delaney exchanged numbers, before joining us on the dance floor. I noticed Titus sit his ass on a leather couch, alike to the one down stairs, and poured himself some wine. After a little while, a women came up to Titus, sitting on his lap. Me and Liam grew tired, as we sat ourselves on the couch. I excused myself as I walked up to Titus and the very cheap smelling woman. She was about 5'6, with light brown hair, and light brown eyes. She had on a tight white tube top, that practically spilled her breasts out. She had on a tight light pink skirt, that barely covered her fake ass.

"Titus, can I speak to you?" I questioned, as he nodded, before the slut put her pink claws on his chest.

"Baby no, why do you need to speak to that slut?" She questioned, her high pitched voice made me mentally cringe. She pouted her pink lined lips at him, making his eyes widen.

"He came with me, so I need to speak to him. I'd also watch your dirty mouth." I sneered, my eyes upon Titus, as I wrapped my hand around his wrist, dragging him up. I let him go, as he dusted himself off.

"No, he's enjoying my company w***e, go bother someone else." She explained, as she attempted to push Titus back down, yet she had no strength. I raked my eyes over her weak body, before dragging her up.

"Come on, we can chat outside the club." I explained, as she huffed, before nodding her head. I dragged her out the fire escape door, walking down the metal stairs, to be greeted by a dark alley. Marco and Angelo were quickly behind me, as Titus rolled in suit. 

"Miss, we can handle her." Marco explained, waving his hand at the slut that I held tightly by the wrist.

"First may I have a 'word' with her, then you may do whatever you please." I told them, making them nod their heads. I released the slut, as she stumbled a bit on her large heels, before pointing her index claw at me. I scowled at her, as she returned it quickly.

    She jumped upon me, practically breaking my sort of petite frame. I quickly laid a punch to her caked face, as I kept throwing them. She threw on at my nose, with I quickly shook off. I pinned her to the pavement, as I continued punches to her now battered face. I heaved myself off of her, dusting myself off. My once freshly white dress, was now bloodied and torn at the bottom. I had blood dripping from my nose. I spit my saliva on her limp body, as Marco and dragged her up, holding her bloodied body to stand. She let out a groan, as her hand went to the back of her head.

"Titus, give me my gun." I explained, as he shook his head no. I let out a groan, as I marched over to him. I grabbed my pistol from his waistband, as he let out a grunt. I smacked my hand against his chest, as I felt his chest stiffen, allowing me to feel his muscular abs. I shook it off, as I swiveled around. I held my pistol up, aiming it between her eyes. I quickly shot it, as a loud boom echoed around the alley. Her limp and battered body fell to the ground with a thud, as blood poured from her form.

"Clean it up and get her out of here." I explained, waving my hand at Angelo. He nodded his head, as he grabbed her body, dragging it off. I walked back up the fire escape, followed by Titus and Marco.

    I walked in to be bear hugged by Delaney, as Noah and Liam stood from the couch. I let out a cough, as she slowly released me. Her brown eyes raked over my bloodied and torn dress, as her brows furrowed. I stepped aside, allowing the two to enter back into the loud club.

"What happened?" Delaney asked slowly, as worry filled her eyes. I shrugged, as I wiped the dripping blood from my nose.

"I'll explain later, we have to go." I told her, as she nodded. I pulled my phone out from my purse, handing it to Liam. He put his number in, and handed it back. I nodded, giving him a smile, and walked off. Titus, Marco and Delaney as well as me, all made our way to the SUV. Angelo sat in the drivers seat, as we climbed in. He quickly started the car, and sped off.