“Don’t fret, amore mio. The dress fits you perfectly.” Antonio reassured you with a chuckle, standing up from the couch with a cigarette in his mouth.
You were standing in front of him with an annoyed look plastered across the prettiest face he had ever seen. You didn't want to attend an event where he would introduce you to the other mob bosses, feeling like they’d be eyeing you like a piece of meat.
Being a rising actress who was ranked as the most beautiful in the industry, you were quite picky with the people you associated yourself with, especially the men. You gave all your suitors a hard time, picking out the ones who were courting you for who you were and not for the prestige of dating you.
Your fussy behavior reached everyone’s ears, even those who you should have never associated yourself with. And that was Antonio, one of the strongest mob bosses in America. He was quite persistent in pursuing you despite your behavior which most men had a hard time dealing with. He even made some of his men guard you just so he knew you would be safe. In the end, you relented and now you’re here, glaring up at him as he stood in front of you with a loving smile.
“We just need to fix this bow a bit.” He added as a way to calm your anger, readjusting the big bow on the back of your dress despite your blatant refusal.
