MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 27: Dinner Plans

Chapter 27: Dinner Plans

Angelia

Last night, I slept like the dead. After several eventful days, I was thankful I got some shut-eye. For once, I slept as long as I wanted, taking advantage of my off day.

It was Friday and I hadn't set any plans for today, maybe it would be a good idea to meet up with

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guys to talk if they had time. I needed to know more before I made my decision and they were the only ones who could provide me with the answers I seek. Andy had a good point about ground rules which was added to the list of things I needed to take up with them. Satisfied with my plan, I reached for my phone to send a quick message to Riccardo to ask if they had time to talk. Although it wasn't quick, I spent twenty minutes trying to figure out what to write to him. It was exhausting overanalyzing everything I do. He didn't tabe long before I got a response from him. 'Dinner at seven, dress in something nice and one of us will pick you up."

Well, I guess that worked, I only had like seven hours to kill before then. What would I do with my spare time? I considered getting in touch with one of my college buddies but that would probably shock the h**o

out of them. Sure, we were friends but more so at school than outside. I had never

been one of those who were very social, it wasn't that I didn't want to hang out, I just guess it was hard for me to break out of my own little world. Mostly, I was considered unapproachable outside,

of school even if I hadn't meant that to happen.

In my first year at the university, I was busy with school, work and internships. I had probably said too many nos' to my friends and in the end, they stopped asking me to hang out, thinking no means never. It hurt when they stopped asking but I understood why. It was just now that I wanted to break out of it and I didn't know how. Or maybe I did, I was just too afraid they would

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In the end, I chose to go for a walk instead. I had too many jittery nerves to stay still and I needed

to burn it off before I met up with them.

When it was finally the time for me to dress up for dinner, the nerves I thought I had gotten rid of came rushing back. This wasn't supposed to be a date, right? Because even if we agreed to this wired arrangement, we would not be dating. That wasn't in the book for either of us. Andy, you need to help me."

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I begged when he picked up the call, I was left with no other choice than to call him and ask for his help.. Somehow, he had become the person I turned to when I needed fashion advice. It felt great to have someone in my corner. Maybe I should contact my other friends as well. "For the dinner plans?" He asked as he sipped a cup of coffee, looking slightly disheveled.

Has she been having sex? The question was at the tip of my tongue but I swallowed it down. He would tell me if or when he wanted to. I had told him earlier about the dinner, simply because I needed to talk to someone about it and he, of course, was all in with my plans. "Yes, he told me to wear something nice. Please help."

In

my mind, something nice was a pretty blouse and skinny jeans with boots but I didn't think that was what Riccardo meant. "Okay, show me your closet." And did just that, he laughed and directed me.

"I mean where you have your dresses, I don't need to see your band tee shirts."

Fair enough, for rarely wearing dresses, I had a lot of them and that I could thank my mother for it. she and I were the complete opposite, while she preferred skirts and dresses, I well didn't obviously. My mother always brought me clothes for gifts, I think some part of her felt robbed for not having the dream relationship with her one and only daughter. I was the only child and I was never keen on playing dress-up with her as a child. I simply had no interest in it and so by giving me clothes as gifts, she could at least have some of that. In fact, she bonded over clothes, that was her thing. I didn't have the heart to tell her I couldn't care less about color combinations or what looked good with what-and I definitely didn't have the heart to tell that most of what she bought me would stay untouched in my closet. "Holy s**t!" Andy exclaimed.

"Take out the black dress to the far right, I want to see it."

I did as he asked, grabbed the silky material and laid it out on the bed for him to look at it.

"Yes, that is definitely the one. Wear it with gold heels since it has a gold design on it." He said and-I nodded in agreement.

"Thank you, I owe you." I turned the camera back to me..

"Just have a great night and we were good."

What have I done to deserve a friend like him? I was so happy I had opened up to him about the

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club and the men, it seems it brought us closer. I hung up the call and studied the dress more closely. Yes, I had to admit, it was so pretty, long silk material, simplistic in design and elegant.

When I put the dress on, it hugged my curves loosely, making my a*** and t***ts look just a little bit. bigger. The neckline was too low for me to wear a bra but I felt comfortable that my breasts wouldn't come out and say hello to the world. My left leg peeked out through the dress slit. making the elegant dress look s***y without overdoing it. I curled my hair just enough to make it wavy and let it hang freely. After my makeup was done, I grabbed my pink lipstick as a finishing touch.

Looking in the mirror, I didn't see a stranger, like one of those main characters in movies or books usually did. Instead, I just looked like me but more refined and I love what I saw. When my phone buzzed, my heart jumped in my chest. Even with all this preparation, I still didn't feel ready but then again, maybe I never would be. Sometimes, you just had