The Mafia's Own

Chapter 6

Watch your tongue lady!" He said sternly and stood up as well.

"You are sending your own niece into the arms of psychopaths!" I exploded in pure anger.

"She knows what she's getting into, and she happily complied." My father retorted.

No s**t. Her father was a complete maniac. Of course, she would do anything to get away from him, even if it meant being with another psychopath. Anyone was better than her own father.

"Does that mean you trust them now since Clara is being married into the family?" I asked once I had calmed down a little.

"No, I don't trust them one bit. Especially Richardo. He's The Devil." He spat out and I just gaped at him.

"Then what is the point of her getting married to one of them?!" My arms dropped to my sides. This was getting ridiculous.

"If he's the so-called Devil, then why do you send Clara into their arms, huh?" My eyes narrowed as my anger came back with full force.

"Sometimes you have to make sacrifices for the greater good.If not Clara you will be getting married to Salvatore specially Richardo as he is Older and You are my heir but after your fake death Clara taking place and Luca going to marry her." He said calmly.

"What greater good? Don't you even care that they could kill her for all they care,but wait that is why that devil is too intrested in me?" My headache was a full-on migraine by now. My father just sighed and shook his head.

"Listen, there are things you don't need to know. This conversation ends here." He said, leaving no room for discussion.

"This is some bullshit." I mumbled quietly. Or so I thought because my father gave me a harsh look and I quickly shut my mouth. He walked over to me and put a hand on my cheek.

"I don't want to involve you even more in this mess." He said softly as he caressed my cheek. I just nodded at him. There was no point in trying to argue anymgore with him... He wasn't going to tell me the details. For now, I didn't know if I should be pissed or grateful for that.

"You still have some explaining to do." I mumbled sourly. He gave me a small smile and looked around at my face.

"You've really become a beautiful young lady. La mia bellissima figlia." I couldn't help the warmth that filled my body as he said that. He hasn't been much of a father to me, but a part of me always missed him so much. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tightly without thinking about it.

No matter how much I wanted to be angry at him for not even attempting to be in my life, the little girl in me, who yearned for her father, didn't care at this moment. What counted was that he was right here, in front of me, and not rejecting me as I had feared.

My father gave a small chuckle as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. I decided that everything else could wait and just enjoy this small moment with him. Not exactly the family reunion I had expected but then again, I didn't expect everything else to happen either.

"Awww look at that. A father-daughter reunion." Ethan said in an almost cute voice.

"Oh shoot, I forgot you were still here." I laughed as I unwrapped my arms from my father.Ethan just pouted at me.

"I should find Clara and apologize for ruining her party." I trailed off as I grimaced a little. I just hoped she wasn't too mad at me. I turned to face Ethan.

"Will you give me a ride back to the hotel? I'm assuming there isn't much of a party going on right now."

"Sure thing! I'll walk with you to find Clara and then drive you back." He smiled at me.

"You should spend the night here and not in a hotel." My father said.

"Thanks, but maybe some other time? I feel like my head is about to explode, I just need a little time for myself. Besides, all of my stuff is there." He offered a modest nod despite his disappointment. The truth was I didn't feel comfortable enough to spend the night here yet, and I really needed to be alone to digest all of this new information I'd just gotten thrown in my face

I gave my goodbyes to my father, and with Ethan, we made our way out of the office, now in search of Clara. But I couldn't help as my mind wandered over to a certain grayish-blue eyed Devil, going by the name Richardo and his promise that we would have a chat soon.

My heart started to spike and cold shivers ran down my spine just at the thought of him.

God I am getting more crazy!!

"What a grand entrance you made." Ethan teased me as he slightly bumped his shoulder against mine.

"You don't say." I chuckled as we walked to my hotel room. Ethan walked me all the way up to make sure I got back completely safe. I was grateful for that and I was almost leaning into him to feel a little bit safe.

I scanned my keycard and opened the door, holding the open door for Ethan to enter as well!

"Not bad, Sophie. You got yourself a luxury suite." He whistled in impressment as he looked around.

"Well, I thought I would take advantage of this opportunity and treat myself a bit." I gave an innocent shrug. I had asked for one of the biggest rooms in the hotel because I wanted to feel like a real vacation.

The hotel room was spacious that it was divided into two large rooms. A lounge area with soft coaches that would swallow you and a huge flat tv screen. The other room was where the bedroom was with a king-sized bed because I wanted to be able to spread my arms and legs without them dangling at the edge of the bed. I had this annoying fear that if my arm or leg were hanging from the bed, some kind of nasty creature would definitely grab me and drag me across the room.

Yikes... No, thank you. I had enough s**t to worry about.

I plopped down on the single armchair and unstrapped my stilettos. I kicked them off, making them fly in different directions, and leaned back and closed my eyes. I moaned a sigh of relief as I curled my toes, making sure the blood was flowing down to them.

"Wow, that could not sound any more sexual." Ethan said with a smug tone. I peeked one eye open, seeing him smirking as he took a seat on the couch across from me. I flipped him off, making him laugh at my actions.

"Why do you even wear those? They look so painful." He nodded at my stilettos.

"Because they are hot as fuck." I said as it was the most obvious thing. "Besides, not everyone is blessed with a height like yours. I need the additional height, so I don't disappear in the crowd of all you tall people." I leaned forward a bit and reached to the back of my neck to take off my necklace while debating on whether to take a hot shower or make use of the bathtub and just soak for a couple of hours.

"There is nothing wrong with your height. It's cute and suits you. Besides, you're blessed in other areas." He wiggled his eyebrows and gestured to my breasts. My dress was actually quite revealing from the top which gave him a good view of my cleavage.

"Creep." I rolled my eyes at him but I couldn't help and smile at his comment. I could feel my cheeks heat up at the way he was looking at me right now.

"Can you help me take off my necklace? I think the lock is stuck or something." I said to distract myself from my thoughts as I let out a frustrated sigh. I stood up and turned around for him to look at it, lifting my hair for him to have better access.

"Sure." He managed to unclasp it with one try and slid off the necklace to give it to me.

My brows slightly went up when suddenly Ethan trailed his hands down my back and rested them on my hips. I froze at his actions and my heart rate started to spike up as he pulled me closer until my back was pressed to his front. A small grunt escaped him as I felt his lips lightly touching the side of my neck.

My breath got caught in my throat as I didn't expect him to do anything like this. Tingles erupted in my stomach when he wrapped his arms around me, his hands rested on my stomach.

"You look absolutely gorgeous tonight." He whispered in my ear. I opened my mouth to say something but no words were coming out.

"Goodnight, Sophie." He gave me a small peck on my shoulder and walked out of my hotel room. I still didn't move even when the door closed shut.

Did I imagine this, or did this really happen...?

I let out a breath when I came out from my daze. I decided I needed a cold shower to cool down my body which was currently burning.

I stood under the cold shower for five seconds before switching it to hot water. I let out a sigh of relief, feeling my body relax now. Though, I still couldn't fully relax as I couldn't stop thinking about Ethan and the way his hands had trailed down my body. Just thinking about it had me blushing.

It was not something I had expected him to do... I did have a huge crush on him when we were younger, and now he looked even more handsome than ever. Maybe he felt the same about me? I groaned at all these thoughts running through my mind. As if my mind wasn't a big mess after having met The Devil. Ethan just had to add to that pile.

I had to distract myself so I wouldn't keep thinking about all the things that had happened today, and there was no better way to do so than to sing in the shower.

Singing was maybe a little understatement as it now turned into a full concert performance, where imagined I sang in front of thousands of fans, using the shampoo bottle as my microphone.

"Sidesteps, right-left, to my beat. High like the moon, rock with me, baby. Know that I got that heat, let me show you 'cause talk is cheap. Sidestep, right-left, to my beat. Get it, let it roll." I sang from the top of my lungs, and even started to do J- Hope's elevator dance but immediately stopped when I almost fell on my face.

I turned off the shower and opened the glass door, humming as I dried myself off and wrapped my hair in a towel when t heard the hotel door open and close.

Room service must have arrived.

After I came out of my daze when Ethan left, I ordered some food since the party didn't exactly go as planned. I hadn't eaten anything the whole day because I was so anxious and nervous to meet my father. Now that I had calmed down, my stomach made the biggest rumble sound ever, and I was happy Ethan had left before he heard it.

That would have been embarrassing.

Wrapping myself in the big fluffy bathrobe the hotel had provided and slipping into the slippers, I made my way out of the bathroom and towards the lounge area where I knew my delicious food was waiting for me to devour.

I was so ready to stuff my face.

My heart stopped beating and I stopped dead in my tracks when I saw a figure sitting on the couch. The figure reached for the lamp that was on the small stand next to the couch and turned it on.

It was The Devil himself.

Richardo.

"Good evening, Sophie."