author note: ahaha...

𝑶𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒗

5th day of celebrations...

(Back in Italy)

My room is filled with gifts and it's getting too much. So many people just want to be on my good side because I'll become leader in six days. Marianna would be the priest kind of I guess because my father won't be there.

I don't think I can breathe. Every second there are people coming up to me to the point where Luca is like my bodyguard.

Today's the ball and I know almost everyone's going to be attending. This day would be a more of me and Luca thing instead of just me.

It was another maskerade party.

Now I'm being forced into a fucking corset.

"It's okay. It'll make you look slimmer." The women says and then Luca walks into the room full of dresses then me.

"You can't be in here." The women states.

"She's my fiancé and she doesn't need to wear that for the stupid tradition. You can leave ." Luca speaks and she just nods before leaving.

Luca comes to stand behind me and I hold my stomach as I can not even breathe.

He starts unting and he looks pissed.

"They do this to the women sometimes. You don't have to. It's stupid." He says and I finally breathe.

"You're already ready?" I state covering myself with some type of fabric because I feel exposed being in only shorts and a bra. Even if he's seen me close to naked so many times.

"Yeah. You need to hurry. Here's your mask." He hands me a dark purple lace mask that matches his turtle neck color.

He just leaves and I breathe turning around.

A room full of dresses and I don't know what to wear.

The venue is beyond huge. And I'm terrified but it'll be fine.

𝑳𝒖𝒄𝒂 𝒑𝒐𝒗

I just drink the wine since I shouldn't be drinking too much. I'm trying to just be sober but I think I've become an alcoholic. Odina said it once too but I'm barely seeing it.

My eyes move to Odina as of for everyone else eyes.

She looks...wow.

The dress is black and simple. Her breasts are sitting perfectly and her back is completely open. And she's wearing a fucking purple sparkly thong under. I can see the straps of them from the back and I think everyone's staring at her. Especially me.

She walks up to me with her mask on and her hair is slicked down in a ponytail.

"I'm sorry...I was late...Antonio was saying how it would be too inappropriate."

Because it is.

I just nod and I think I'm star struck.

I put my mask down and take her hand in mine leading her to the middle.

"Too many men watching." I say placing my hand on her lower back kind of feeling her panties.

She looks so hot.

"It's okay..."

"No it's not." I whisper guiding her in the steps as the music plays.

"It's okay because you're going to be taking it off me...tonight." She says as I spin her in a circle.

"I can't do that or you won't be a virgin by morning." I whisper.

"But you're finally going to turn eighteen. And whatever I do to you will be legal." I tease and she rolls her eyes.

She places her hands on the sides of my face and just softly scratches my beard with her nails. She doesn't even know I like how she does that. And I won't tell her.

Her hands and nails always feel amazing on my body. Almost calming.

"You look amazing." She compliments and I shrug.

"Something light."

"Light? This is light?" She puts up my hand to show my diamond watch.

"You wear watches more then me." She really does. She thinks it makes her more of a women.

"Can we really talk tomorrow though?" She ruins the moment.

"Let's wait. Till tomorrow. Don't know if we will even be alive." I say as the music comes to an end.

We move off the court letting other dance.

"This is boring...and it's only eight." She groans.

"We can't leave our own party." I say and she just looks around.

"I want you to kiss me...." he begins.

"In your car..as my hips grind on you?—" she's a mess.

"Come on. Cant you let me suck your dick or soemthing."

Wow.

"Are you objectifying me?" I smile.

"That is not—-no. You objectify me because you're a womanizer!" I mean I guess.

Then we just arguing. Literally full on arguing about her issues with me sleeping with other women.

"Fuck you." She ends off removing her mask and pushing it into my chest.

"There are plenty...plenty of other women who will get in your bed just from a 'hi'.you make me look an idiot." Her eyes water but she won't let them spill.

"Because you are constantly bitching we're at a party. Calm down." I try not yelling.

"I'm going home. Tell everyone I'm sick or something." She just leaves and I know there are eyes.

Fuck...

𝑫𝒂 𝑽𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒊 𝒑𝒐𝒗

I watch as Odina storms out after arguing with Luca. They seemed to have fun then just started fighting. All I heard was 'sex'.  

I just drink my drink before my eyes go to a guy with green eyes. His hair was a somewhat dirty brown?

And he looked...good. But I don't know who he is because he's in a mask.  

What the fuck.

I'm fantasying about a guy?

Your into women Da Vinci.

I go to the bar and get another drink before feeling a body next to me. It's the guy and why am I nervous? 

"Da Vinci right?" He speaks.

No.

"Antonio." I finally realize the voice.

He's shorter then me. Still looks manly but he wouldn't last in be—-

What the fuck. I've never even seen another guy in these ways. Why him.

"Odina says that you're the only decent one in Italy." He smiles and his smile is bright. Not a dickhead type smile. He's cousins with odina. Snap out of it...

𝑨𝒏𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒗

How am I attracted to a guy? I've only ever been with women. Yet I have him sucking and kissing on my neck in this room upstairs front the venue.

The place is kind of like a mansion. Rooms and bathrooms upstairs for people to crash or fuck. Or business to happen. Then the huge ballroom downstairs.

His hands are large and rough as they grip my waist. I don't think we know what we're doing but it's beyond wrong...

"Stop...stop." I breathe and he stops to stare at me.

"She's my cousin it's wrong." I speak.

"And he's my cousin too. Who says anyone needs to know." What?

"He would kill you and she'd be disappointed."

"About which part?" He smiles slowly unbuckling my jeans.

"The fact you won't tell her you're into men or...how you're about to not walk." His tone is cool and my heart is racing.

"So you've done this before? An Italian man who basically belongs to the church because you guys are strict in religion?" I say.

"I was going to hell either way before tbis." He has a good point but...

I close my eyes and tilt my head back as his tongue moves against my neck again.

"Tell me to stop." He asks and I'm just panting as he pushes my pants and boxers down.

What the fuck...

I think my bodies on fire from his touch.

His hand wraps around my dick and starts pumping me slowly.

"Tell me to fucking stop." He whispers before biting my skin softly.

God these Italians...

"Exactly." My eyes widen as he gets on his knees and wraps his mouth around me.

I look at the door and it's locked.

If we got caught...I think we'd be burned. We both have such high ranking.

I never knew I was into twenty four year old men... I just turned twenty and the age difference isn't bad but...

I move my hand into his thick black hair and watch as his eyes burn into my own as he sucks my soul.