Today is the day of the ball. Ever since I woke up in the morning, all I have done is get ready for tonight. From training a little bit, to shaving my legs, to doing a facial and now painting my nails in the room.

Normally, I don't like to dress up much but because today I would see literally all the people associated with the underworld, I wanted to look decent.....or at least not like I had just gotten out of bed.

Shaking the bottle of beige colored nail polish, I painted my nails. I never gave much importance to the length of my nails, but they were always painted. Whether it was just a top coat, which is transparent, or a nude color.

I called Kim because I hadn't spoken to her in a while. She said that working at Marc Technologies without me was boring.

Then I replied by saying that I had that effect on people. You know what she did ? She said 'Bye' and instantly hung up on me. Rude.

Once I was done painting them, I flapped my hands in the air to help the nail polish dry faster. If anyone saw me right now, they would think I was trying to fly.

Earlier today, when I woke up, Dante had already left for work. The barrier I had made last night was perfectly in place.

Later in the day, he called and told me that he had asked one of his employees to buy a dress for me tonight. I even offered to pay for it but he rejected.

And when I asked to see the dress, he said that he would show it me only on the day of the ball; which is today.

The nut job didn't even tell me the pattern of the dress so I had to shave my legs. It's not like I don't do it every few weeks; I do. I just try wearing long pants or something to cover it up when I'm lazy.

When my nails dried, I decided to have a quick shower because it was time for me to get ready. Taking the bath robe from the bed, I made my way to the bathroom.

I took my clothes off, I got into the shower and turned on the shower head. Lathering the heavenly lavender smelling body wash on myself, I started humming a song.

When I finished having a quick shower, I decided to wash my hair too because it looked a little greasy.

Finishing the long shower, I wore underwear and the bathrobe on top. Walking into the room, I saw a box on the bed.

Heh ? Who's this from ? What is it ? Maybe the dress Dante bought for tonight ? I thought.

I checked the box from the outside carefully just to make sure that it wasn't a bomb. I'm a little paranoid when it comes to boxes, sometimes. Seeing that it was safe, I opened it.

Woahhh.......

There was a beautiful dress neatly folded in the box. When I removed it out from the box, I was even more stunned than I was before. This wasn't a dress, nah, this was a gown.

And yes, there is a difference. A gown is worn for weddings, proms or balls. A dress can be any one-piece garment with a skirt of any length.

The gown is made of a satin-like material which felt very smooth, may I say. It is royal blue in color and oooohhh it has a slit running down the side !

Excitedly, I wore the dress and damn; this fit my body like a second skin. It had a halterneck and the back was almost backless.

Even the length is perfect. The extra material down flowed to the ground.

Hold up...Dante didn't ask for my size. How does this fit me perfectly ?

Weeeiiiirrddd.......

When I looked back into the box, I saw a note that said:

Well, that's definitely his handwriting. I've spent quite a lot of time in his office to know that. Aww...I guess the size was just a lucky guess then.

Since tonight wasn't going to be an average ball, I decided to strap a knife to my thigh because knowing that I had it would make me feel safer. When I did so, I noticed a small pocket on the inside of the dress.

This is a dream come true ! But, I don't have anything to put in there..

I did minimal makeup look by applying just a little shiny eye-shadow and with winged eyeliner and mascara.

This color looked so pretty along with my blue eyes ! Then, I applied a thin layer of nude lipstick.

Ehhh....good enough....

Letting down my now dried wavy brunette hair, I slipped into some black heels that I bought a few weeks back. They weren't that high though, maybe only about an inch or two.

I debated on whether I should take a purse or not. I mean, I don't think I would need anything except my phone. Finally deciding on not taking a purse, I put the phone in the pocket of m.

It fitted. Thank the good Lord. Looking at the watch in the room, I smiled. Just in time for me to leave the room. When Dante went to work in the morning, he said that he would be back by now.

I wonder where he is....

Leaving the room, I walked towards the living room. There was nobody working here now because it is quite late in the evening. I walked a little further in search of Dante.

I stopped in my tracks when my eyes met with his olive green ones. Dante wore a navy blue suit that matched the color of my gown.

His jet black hair was perfectly styled; like he placed every strand in place. His face was clean-shaven. Overall, he looked very handsome.

Both of stared at each other from a distance for a few moments.

I didn't even know that Dante came closer to me until heard his voice. "You look beautiful, Azalea."

"Thank you." I replied, looking at my feet. "Well, the dress fitted me perfectly." I said, trying not to meet his gaze because I felt nervous around him all of a sudden.

"Yeah. It does." He smiled. "Shall we ?" He asked, holding out his arm.

"Yes, we shall." I replied, hooking my arm around his. "You know, you look beautiful too."

"Beautiful ?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows. "I believe the word you're looking for is handsome."

"Nah....I don't think so." I teased.

We walked together to the car and when we did, he opened the door for me. Smiling at him, I sat in while Dante went around the car to sit at the driver's side.

As soon as he started the ignition, the loud roar of the car was heard. Both of us looked at each other and smiled.

Here we come, Annual Mafia Ball....

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