Daughter of the Mafia's Consigliere
Chapter 49

RICARDO

"Once you are back from the mission, report back at my mansion, you're my right hand man so you should be by my side at all times instead of running errands for my dad." I said to Enzo over the phone. "No problem underboss,"

"You can handle the mission with the rest of our hitmen right?" I asked him and he gave me a positive answer.

"Yes you have nothing to worry about, it's not going to be difficult to capture the main target since she is going to be out of her mansion tonight. It's just a simple task so you have nothing to bother about, I will be back before you return from the dinner you're going to be having tonight." Enzo replied and I got reminded of the dinner I was going to be having with my dad and his best friend, Salvatore.

Jeez! I totally forgot about it, I had a long day today so I feel really stressed out.

"Lest I forget, look for a trusted servant for me that would work in my mansion, I just need one." I requested from him.

Yeah, I've finally decided to employ a servant because of Marianne.

The other last time, she almost burnt down my mansion just because she wanted to cook.

No one knows the disaster she might cause next so I just had to do the needful.

"Okay underboss, I will have to drop the call now."

The call ended afterwards and I sighed.

Enzo is going for a random mission with a few of our men, I would have gone with them but I am being subjected to attending a worthless dinner party.

I prefer going for the mission than having dinner with my dad and his best friend who is just like him.

I didn't want to admit the fact that I hate my dad, that's the reason why I decided to stay far away from him so the humiliation and disrespect I get from him would reduce also.

What's the point of having a dinner where we would have to fake smiles and laughter?

I really don't want to go but I've got no choice, I don't want to get on his nerves, he might kill me for real if I disobey him this time.

I visited a nearby shopping mall to get something to wear, I didn't have the time to start picking out something to wear when I get back home.

I'm just going to get ready here and then just go pick Marianne from home.

I went for a blue suit and also the most expensive shoe in the mall.

I got changed in the dressing room and got back into my car.

As I was about to drive off, I then suddenly thought of what Marianne would put on.

Did she have something good to wear? I mean, the kind of dress I would like her to wear for the dinner tonight?

Maybe it's better I pick out something for her too, I don't want to return back home and start asking her to change into something else because I would never be satisfied with whatever she chooses. I got back into the shopping mall and went to the ladies section.

"Good day sir, do you need my help in picking out a dress for your woman, sister or mom?" A female worker suddenly approached me.

"I just need a dress suitable for a dinner party,"

"Oh, there's no problem about that. We've got the best collection of dresses that matches that theme, what's her size?" The lady asked flashing me a bright smile.

I scanned her from head to toe trying to compare her body size with Marianne's

"I think she is a bit thick than you, her curves are wider and more shaped than yours. She has a slender figure 8 shape and she is also a bit taller than you, she..."

The lady suddenly interrupts me, "I get it sir, you don't have to expatiate, I get what you're saying!" I noticed she suddenly switched the tone she was using to converse with me before, it wasn't friendly or calm. She was sounding pissed already.

Oh, I get the reason why she is suddenly pissed. I guess she felt offended with the way I was comparing her with Marianne and how I was indirectly downgrading her body type.

She shouldn't get the wrong idea though, I didn't want to buy the wrong size of dress for Marianne.

Wait, how was I even able to describe Marianne in such detail? Have I been staring and studying her too much? "These are the best dresses that fits your description," The lady says pointing to a particular line of dresses.

The frowny expression on her face made me chuckle, where did the flashy smile go to? She probably got jealous!

I stared at the dresses and imagined Marianne on them, I just wanted to pick the best one.

I'm not good at choosing the best though.

Why am I even putting so much effort in trying to make sure she comes out perfect?

I shouldn't be wasting my time doing such for that annoying moron.

"I would go with the black dress," I finally picked a dress for her.

Damn! This is so stressful because all the dresses here looks too nice for someone like Marianne.

She shouldn't think of this as a kind gesture, I'm just doing this because I have to not because I wanted to!

The dress was taken from the hanger and packaged neatly, I paid for it and left.

I got my phone and decided to text Marianne reminded her about the dinner tonight.

I wouldn't want any excuses for lateness or delay.

As I got close to home, I got reminded of Kathy.

What am I going to do with that obstinate bitch?

She seems too desperate and isn't the type that gives up easily.

I don't want to go too hard on her if not, she might lose her life.

I would have Enzo to take care of her once he returns and also take her back to the brothel.

I'm not going to show my face in front of her ever again.

If she tries adamant and does something even worse, I'm going to make her regret it badly.

I arrived back at my mansion and drove in.

I went in holding the clothes I got for Marianne.

Immediately I got in, the first thing my eyes fell on was Marianne.

My eyes widened when I saw she was dressed up already but this time, she was dressed to kill.

I couldn't take my eyes off her, she was looking more beautiful.

The short armless gown she was wearing hugged her body and made her curves so visible.

I couldn't think of any other thing else that moment as she beclouded my thoughts.

My eyes fell on her thighs and I imagined my hands going in-between them.

Damn!!! Did she plan to seduce me tonight? Why would she put on something this revealing?

She was literally glowing in the dark.

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Is it because it's my first time of actually seeing her in something like this?

She left me totally speechless and stunned!

Dirty imaginations filled my head as I kept feeding my eyes by scanning the beautiful creature in front of me.

I know I'm not supposed to get swept off my feet by someone like her but I couldn't just help it this time!

It's as if she suddenly bewitched me because I don't understand my self anymore.

This is not the first time I'm seeing a lady dressed this hotly but she is just different from the rest I've come across!

I had to urge to pin her to the wall and fuck the hell out of her, I wanted to tear the dress off and run my hands all over her body.

I wanted to bend her over the couch and do wild things to her.

I wanted to do so many wild things to her and fuck her in numerous positions.

My goodness! At this rate, my dick might just sprang out because I've suddenly lost my self control.

"Ricardo!" Marianne suddenly yelled my name and that was when I came to my senses.

I looked away from her and kept a straight face,

"Am I looking that bad? Just speak up and stop staring at me like that, it's giving me chills!" She scoffed and I swallowed hard.

I'm completely melted and mesmerized, she must not know about it!

How can I even allow her out looking that hot?

The men in our syndicate is going to undress her with their eyes, this is something my dad is capable of doing because he is drawn to anything that wears skirt!

He is a chronic flirt and sex addict!

I don't think any man would pass Marianne without turning to look or even having dirty thoughts just like I'm currently having right now.

The thought that other guys would admire and have dirty thoughts about her made me angry.

"I was right, you lack zero fashion sense! Why are you coming out dressed like a prostitute? Are you going to the club? Didn't you even look in the mirror before coming out here!" I yelled harshly at her.