A NIGHT I SHOULD SOON FORGET

Ariana’s Pov~

There he is again, in the shadows, peeking and lurking as always.

He hasn't changed a bit.

The sight of him irritated me I couldn't linger, I walked past him after a nice heartfelt “congratulations”

I may be wearing just my undies but I'll make damn sure I move past him in demure.

“You haven't apologised for pouring that distasteful coffee at me”

I ignored him.

He grabbed my arm and pulled me to him, “don't walk away from me when I'm speaking Bambino” he said holding my face in his big gruff murderous hands.

 I pushed him and he grabbed me again.

“You asshole let me go” I grunted trying to free my arm from his strong grasp.

“Why? Why should I let you go? you have grown over the years” he said looking at my chest and licking his lips.

I used all my strength to evade him as I yanked myself free and bolted.

A deranged Asshole, he smelled like alcohol too.

Thankfully far away from him, I went into a spare room to change into the red gown.

I straightened the red fabric to hide evidence from the scuffle with my step sisters earlier.

The leaders of the other family soon arrived, The old family la Famiglia Nera family was present, their leader Don Antonio Argento and his wife Liana, with their children their son Silvio Argento and his sister Sophia as well as  3 other women whose identities I didn't know,  arrived much later but separately.

bodyguards stood close by as well.

Another family just as ruthless as mine and Mateo’s.

Silvio looked in my direction, he didn't smile, but his eyes fixed on my chest, my breasts full like plum, he rummaged my body with his eyes in very uncomfortable ways and I immediately wanted the earth to open up and swallow me.

My father spoke first and picked up his wine glass,

“Welcome to Villa Rinaldi, today is a peaceful day because for once, for more than 10 years the 3 families are at peace” he said holding his glass to chest level, his glass resting on his burly body.

The others raised their glass, one of the three women who came in, one was American, an outsider and everyone gave her distasteful looks occasionally.

“Matteo “the shadow” Donatelli,” my father said as he tapped him on the shoulder and squeezed hard which made mate readjust himself on his seat.

“Like a son to me, I remember when you came to me after your father’s accident, sad and alone, devoid of life, but now look at you! You are now a Don in your own right!” he laughed softly and everyone followed in his delusion, everyone knew it was just a ruse to maintain his godfather status and keep Mateo on a leash.

I saw Luna signal my attention as she spun around slowly in my blue dress, I was instantly angry, she looked like she had been thrown inside my gown, her sister would not even stay with her most of the party, to avoid being photographed with her.

I hate today, I hate this party, I don't want to be here.

I watched for a little while as the Argento family and members of mine gathered around Mateo to congratulate him, It would be disrespectful if I stood there and did not congratulate him in front of my father.

So I gathered myself and walked to him, I stopped a few inches in front of him, but also enough distance away from his grasp, “Congratulations Don Matteo,” I said unexcitedly.

Mateo's pov~

 I watched her expression, she faked her smile, but she looked breathtaking in that red gown.

I had this primal urge to devour her right here, but she’s my adopted sister.

This isn't right, though I was irresponsibly drunk I did my best to make sure It was unnoticed.

I had my American woman Becky on my arm. 

She looked at me, and she gave me a warm smile, this was the first time she’d met my family.

“Baby doll, thank you, is that all you are going to say, bambino? We have an unfinished business sister "I said looking at her, my eyes kept going over her body, and I wondered if Becky was pretending not to notice.

I raised my head,  looked down at her full chest and licked my lips again.

She gave me an irritated look, her pretty face in a full scowl, the only thing that had changed about her was her beauty.

Who the hell is this radiant woman standing before me?

It can't be Ariana…. My annoying sister?

 I felt deep hate for her, not after the lies she spread about me back in school.

Unfortunately leading to the suicide attempt of her friend Chiara, I never lived it down.

Now her family has burdened me with her care forever, all because of Ariana.

“Excuse me, Don Matteo, I'll take my leave now” she replied gently, I raised the cup to my mouth and looked at her with those devilish green eyes of mine, and I watched her hurriedly flee from my presence.

I watched her go, each step she took accentuated her curves in ways I never noticed before.

My head was spinning, but this primal urge to have her was winning.

She walked around before noticing her stepmother shoot dagger eyes from across the room where she sat talking with Liana Argento, and I knew it was her cue to leave.

I saw her grab the bottle of champagne from one of the tables and head upstairs to her room.

I couldn't let her go, she called to me, just like she did when we were teens and we would sneak around.

The silent and wicked invitation to play in her room.

Is this one of them or is this the alcohol?

I had to know I had to find out, my head was spinning out of control.

my eyes felt like they would close but I was on a mission to find out exactly why she keeps teasing me with those hateful doe eyes of hers.

“Baby? Are you okay? You look like you need a seat my love” Becky started, putting a hand over me.

“I'm okay, I guess I drank way too much,” I replied, kissing her lips softly.

“I'll be right back, stay right here, I should pour some water on my face, then I'll be okay” I noted.

I got up and lost my footing a bit but I readjusted my gait, and I stood tall.

“You want me to come with you?” she asked.

“No,” I cut in almost immediately. 

“Stay here”

I watched her face turn to worry, but she obeyed me and wouldn't dare challenge me, not on a very significant night like this.

I gathered my drunk self and I started to walk towards the stairs.

I was starting to zone out, but I had to maintain my composure until I was well away from prying eyes.

I had to know Ariana. Are you a clone?

When did you get to look so good, why haven't I had time to notice?

All this while she’s been in Malta, hiding from me.

Soon I got to her door, when I heard chatter.

I heard her laugh at the other end “I wish I was back in Malta Fi”  she mentioned, before hearing a loud thud on the bed.

My senses were heightened, I pressed my ear on the door and I could hear the faint voice replying to her over the phone.

“I know girl, it's just for tonight okay, after that we finally get our peace, the apartment Is just 1 step away,” her friend said calmly.

“Tell me what happened when you saw him,” she inquired as she giggled.

Ohhhh interesting…. This is about me.

How long has she been thinking about me?

“Still a scoundrel Fi, you know how much I hate him” she replied to her, I heard her kick something.

A scoundrel? Me? Don Matteo Donatelli, heir to the feared powerful Famiglia Donatelli Mafia!

Unacceptable.

I heard her unzip her gown, the sound of it drove me instantly insane.

 I burst the door open, the door almost flew from its hinges, I stepped in and closed it behind me.

I stood by the door and watched her scamper to cover herself from my lustful gaze.

“Let me call you back Fi,” she said discontinuing the call as she tried to zip back up the gown I kept eye fucking.

“What are you doing in my room, please leave, yours is next door, if memory serves me right” she stated brazenly as she gestured to the door “Please leave”

I looked at her for a little while, my eyes fixed on her body, I could feel this was going to end badly.

“Mateo.. Please lea..” as she spoke I walked up to her, frantically she looked around, grabbed her wine glass from her dresser and threw it at me, i ducked immediately but I could see I upset her.

“You called me a scoundrel”

I soon reached her, grabbed her neck and pushed her gently  against the glass window. 

“So mouthy,” I said almost faintly, my breath reeked of alcohol and I didnt care. 

I pressed my lips to hers and kissed her with so much intensity she had to push me away with all her strength.

 I was hungry for her, like a wild beast about to devour.

“Mateo get out of my room” she cried but the music was too loud and I was too intoxicated to understand logic.

She ran towards the door but I grabbed her just in time and pressed her  face to the glass window again.

“Where are you running off to Bambino?” I pressed myself against her and I could feel the hardness of my cock against her ass.

“I've been looking at you all night, only you, I like this red dress on you, I want to rip it off you and fuck you till you beg me to stop” I whispered into her ear.

The hair behind her head stood as they felt my raspy breath.

I knew she wanted me to, pretence is her best tactic.

 “Stop this Mateo! You are drunk get off me you asshole” She tried to free my arm behind her but I had her pinned good on the window.

We could see from the window, her sister Serena with someone outside, but I couldn't take a closer look.

I was much too distracted by this goddess before me.

“Let's play a little game like we used to,” I said, unzipping the rest of the gown with one hand and pinning her down with the other.

“I don't want to play your stupid games, let me go Mateo” she cried again shaking herself free.

“No need to run bambino” I said as my hand pulled her gown free and it fell to my feet. 

With my knee, I spread her legs further apart.

 Her arms are still pinned behind her.

I pressed myself some more into her body as I used my free hand to touch her boobs before releasing it from its cups.

“Mateo” she whispered as I flicked her nipples. 

“Please stop this”

“No my sweet doll, I want to fuck you until you beg me to stop,” I said, I traced my finger around her thongs before moving down towards her shamelessly moist pussy.

 I touched the wet moisture and played around with her pussy for a while, she let out a small moan and I could tell she regretted it as her eyes started to fill with tears.

I brought my fingers to my face and licked it.

“See how wet you are for me, you have been thinking of me haven't you?”