79- Masquerade Ball - Part 2

Isabella

With eyes finally done and my mind back in the game I move to stare out at my reflection in the mirror, a little bit of awe and woah filling my mind the longer I stand staring at myself, while a part of me begins to feel pretty and sexy. Suddenly there’s a knock on my door which signals to me that someone’s there as I move to see who it was only to see Alex. His jaw now hanging wide open for all to see as he takes in my appearance a soft giggle rising past my lips as he did.

“Careful there, you’ll let all the flies in if you keep it up” I tease, using a finger to help close his bottom lip before giving him a wink in return. His devilish smile now appearing as he moves to approach me. His warm mouth now by my ear as he speaks.

“You little vixen. I’ll definitely be struggling to contain myself with you around, I don’t think I’ll be able to keep my hands off you even if I tried.”

Placing a gentle kiss to my forehead soon after, Alex is all too quick to notice a blush begin to form upon my cheeks as he refrains from saying anything else to me, allowing me the ability to feel flustered as fuck as I try to get my head back on straight.

Woah… is it just me or is it a tad bit warm in here all of a sudden?

Consumed by my many thoughts I fail to notice Lucus as he moves to approach me from behind until suddenly I catch a glimpse of some kind of fabric approaching my face which instantly causes my anxiety to flare up in its place. Lucus’s soft voice leaning against my ear as he speaks.

“Easy there love. It’s only a mask for the ball, nothing else, I promise you.”

Feeling what I can only assume is lace gently caressing my face, do I move to let Lucus apply the mask before securing it gently against my eyes. My body then slowly being led out towards an awaiting limo. My eyes ever briefly catching a quick glimpse of my final look within an adjacent mirror only to feel my breath catch within my throat.

Is that me? I wonder, still mildly surprised by what I see.

Between the mask and the beautiful blue dress along with the matching accessories to boot, I couldn’t help but feel a little bit magical. Like a Fairytale Princess going to her first royal ball and accompanying her are her Fairytale Princes or Kings for that matter as a sense of longing finally rising as it did.

Taken aback by my sudden thoughts, do I continue to follow them out only to take notice of a couple of bulletproof SUVs now surrounding the limo which oddly puts me at ease as I carefully move to slide myself right in. The guys following suite as they each move to sit relatively close to me but still far enough away from me to give me space, my eyes now watching the scenery all around us as the guys move to chat amongst themselves within a language that I suddenly wasn’t too sure on only to be shocked when I find out it’s Gaelic.

Damn it. Gaelic is totally sexy right now, I purr to myself, unable to deny the fact that I was actually enjoying myself listening to them talk amongst themselves in that foreign tongue until we eventually approach the masquerade ball. A ball that was oddly taking place within a museum for tonight’s big event.

A large red carpet now greeting us as we slowly move to approach the front entrance, paparazzi all swarming at a chance to catch a glimpse at who was all arriving for tonight's big ball. Lucus and the others finally adorning their own masks before Lucus moves to face me once again before speaking.

“Isabella?”

“Y-Yes?” I ask, a tad timidly as Lucus’s voice becomes stern as he moves to speak up.

“Promise me, that whatever you do in there tonight, Promise me that you’ll always stay close to one of us at all times. Tonight’s a huge deal for us along with housing some of our more “legitimate” partners. So please, whatever you do, stay close and if you don’t, then you’ll be punished accordingly once we return home. Do you understand me?”

Not wanting to be punished for my lack of subordination or for acting out of turn I simply nod my head only for Lucus to arch an eyebrow before speaking once again.

“Words Isabella. I need actual fucking words this time.”

Sighing, I move to reply back the words that I knew he wanted me to say, words I oddly found feeling right as they fall from against my lips.

“Yes… Of course Kyrios (Master).”

Releasing a set of groans, Lucus instantly struggles within his pants, a smirk now rising as he moves to knock against the glass of the window to signal that we were ready before the door finally opens. My eyes slowly watching as the others struggle a little within their pants too, a smirk rising on my own face as a thought crosses my mind.

Horny fucking bastards, but their my horny bastards. All mine. And I would not change it for the world.

Exiting the limo, we move to exit slowly, Lucus and Grant moving to exit first, then me and then followed by Alex and Tony. Lucus and Grant each offering me a hand as they move to help me stand. Their hands still holding mine even as they continue to lead me towards the inside.

Flashes from the paparazzi now making me feel uncomfortable as they begin shouting and screaming at us all while trying to get our pictures. Lucus now holding me closer as I instantly move to hide my face against his shoulder before continuing on our way. Lucus saying whatever it was he needed to say while my ears closed off at the moment due to being over-stimulated by the crowd.

Grant moving to offer me a simple glass of champagne once we managed to enter the building, finally away from the massive group of people outside only to see what lay waiting for us on the inside of the museum. Another huge wave of unknown people of different calipers.

Oh… My… God… I think I’m in trouble here, I muse, my eyes now taking in the much bigger sights and sounds of the inside even as we move to walk around the dance floor to allow me a better look at all the decorations.

Multiple people now gradually approaching us in which I’m then introduced as Fiancee to those of the Romano Enterprise as well as to the Vitale Family and the Costa Family, another two leading Mafia families in which were attending tonight’s big event as well.

Giuseppe openly flirting with me even as I was introduced as their Queen and was to be respected as such. Giuseppe making open ended promises about taking me to bed with him and handing me the entire world. Both of which made Alex see instant red in his eyes as he attempts to murder him right on the spot only for me to take him over towards the dance floor, hoping to calm him down before he could unleash his inner demons.

“Easy love, easy” I coo softly to him, my hands gently moving to caress his jaw as my eyes move to scan the entire room only to see Lucus and Grant off talking to a few other men. Men that I did not know who they were and wondered when they had managed to excuse themselves from me. A frown slowly marring my lips when I openly see a woman dressed in barely anything as she attempts to openly flirt with my man. Lucus. Her lips now suddenly on his neck as her ugly fake nails move to caress his chest.

Rage now simmering just below the surface of my skin.

Excusing myself as quickly as possible I move to make a bee line for the woman’s bathroom. The need to recompose myself quickly even as tears begin to rise at the corner of my eyes. Completely unaware that I also had four dangerous looking men dressed in masks as well as they watched me from afar. Each of them dressed in their tuxedo’s while sipping their scotch.

Their eyes never leaving mine even as women threw themselves into their laps, hoping to please them while sitting there.

“Soon Princess, Soon” whispers one of the male voices before turning to look at his brother and comrades, each of them smirking in return before returning to their scotch.