Virgin: A Mafia Billionaire Romance by Shanna Handel

Author:Shanna Handel [Handel, Shanna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2019-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

Adrianna

I feel almost as if it’s my wedding day. The Beauties are bustling around me fussing over me as a gaggle of hens would a bride. Curling my hair, touching up my lip gloss—I told them go easy on the makeup—and adjusting my green silk dress. It’s Tess’s and it fits everywhere but it’s a few inches shorter on me than her. She eyed me approvingly, saying, “You look perfect. Keep it.”

When I saw the name of the designer on the tag I thought I couldn’t possibly. The garment cost more than my entire book collection. But then I saw myself in the full-length mirror and just couldn’t bring myself to decline the gift. So I said, “Thank you, Tess.”

Before she walks out of the room, she whispers in my ear in that lilting voice of hers, “It matches his eyes.”

At her mention of him a flush creeps into my skin.

Does she know? Do they all know? I take one more look at my reflection and there’s no denying it. I look different. More like a woman, less like a little girl. There’s a knowing look in my gaze, a confident tilt to my chin. One that only comes from a woman knowing the secrets of the flesh. The pleasure of having her body ravaged by—

Someone’s snapping their fingers in front of my face. “Adrianna! Earth to Adrianna. You’re off daydreaming again.”

“About Dante!” someone chimes in. The women giggle.

Bronson’s come for the ceremony, and with him, his curvy little wife, Paige. She has dark hair cut into a blunt stylish fashion, her lovely face framed with thick bangs. She arrived in a short, hot pink dress and pink heels. Now she grabs my hand, tugging me into the adjacent room.

I’m a foot taller than her in my heels, but she drags me behind her nonetheless. We enter the empty room and she shuts the door. I breathe a sigh of relief. She appraises me, picking imaginary lint from the green silk of my dress. She coils the end of one of my curls around her finger, tightening it then gently laying it over my shoulder. “Ignore them. They love to gossip.”

“I don’t mind. They’re sweet. And they’ve all been so welcoming of me. I was nervous—coming from the Parish and not really knowing any of the girls, but they’re great.”

She gives me a reassuring smile. “They love you. They’re all so happy you’re here.” Her dark brow creases as she leans in. “Do you want to talk about tonight? I know you must be nervous. It’s your first ceremony and all.”

“I don’t think so. I already went through all the Village protocol—you know the security clearance, background check, signed the contract—”

“And filled out ten thousand boring papers?”

“Pretty much.”

“Well, tonight will be much more glamorous than all that. Each ceremony is a little different so I can’t tell you exactly what to expect. For example—mine had candles but they said they can’t trust you with candles because you might burn the place down if you go off into one of your daydreams.

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