FATALE FEMME

Elena's POV:

Having heard all that she said, I believed I was going to partake in the joy of watching him get tortured. And I knew Antonio didn't torture basically even though he began with that. I stepped in front of the mirror and checked my outfit. I was in a dark red satin gown. My cleavage was a bit overly exposed but the dress hugged my chest pretty well. As for the lower part, it was flay, and there was a split sideways. I loosened my hair and my makeup was done to perfection. I almost didn't recognize myself thanks to Jessie.

"You look so gorgeous. Antonio wouldn't be taking his eyes off you all night." I giggled at the compliment.

"You should have mercy on Leo," I said and I meant it. Jessie looked like a dark angel, her figure was on point and she was certainly going to have every man staring at her this night.

"Oh, I should, shouldn't I?" She said and I laughed at that before we both stepped out of the room. We both stepped out of the room where Antonio and Leo were waiting. They looked so good in their tuxedos. Antonio, as always, was devilishly handsome, and when they both turned, their eyes were on us. I blushed when Antonio seemed a bit dazed. Leo approached Jessie, placing his hand on her small back before they both walked out of the building. Antonio and I on the other hand...he had a dark look in his eyes like he was undressing me with them. I, being the shy little angel that I was, looked down. I wasn't good at making eye contact. He then moved towards me and raised my chin so I was looking at him. His eyes were piercing through mine and then he smirked.

"You look dangerously gorgeous today. Not the innocent and cute little slut that I know." He hugged me to himself and breathed in my scent, I shuddered when I felt the heat of his breath. He straightened and held my small waist before we walked together out of the building.

The ball was just as I expected. Nothing lively about it except the lights and the murmurs. Mafias tend to have ball parties more often than not.

"This is where we leave you guys," Leo said as he walked away with Antonio. I gave Jessie a curt nod and looked around for the man we discussed about earlier. I think my boldness was coming on because right now I hated that man with every fibre of my being for who he actually is. I looked for any sign of Derek because I didn't want him to be the first to get to this man, but even if he was, I'd still use that as my chance. I had no idea where to look for this man though.

He didn't seem to be amongst the crowd. I looked around and then spotted Augusta amidst the crowd discussing...I mean flirting with someone. I moved towards them because I couldn't get a clear picture of what the man looked like. Oh, he was the one alright, Augusta had gotten to him before me. But there was one thing to my advantage, she wasn't chubby. I slowly moved towards them, since I knew Augusta, I could use her to my advantage. I stopped in front of them. These were the times I was happy to have big titties. His eyes landed on them without much observation. I looked at Augusta and gulped in my fear for her before stretching out my hand.

"It's nice to see you again," I said and she obviously wasn't pleased to see me. But I really didn't care about that right now. My focus was torturing the retard staring at my cleavage.

"I swear if he lays a finger on you. I'll chop all ten of them off."

I heard Antonio darkly say through the Bluetooth. Augusta fortunately shook my hand and offered a fake smile. I turned to George and looked at him innocently. Shouldn't I be happy that I looked naturally innocent? It came in handy again today. I gave him a curious doe eyes, stretched out my hand.

"I don't think I've seen you around here before," I said and he shook my hand.

"Likewise. You seem new here."

"Mr Hernendez..."

"Thank you for your company, Abigail. It was a pleasure meeting you."

Abigail? I see we don't use our real names.

"And can I ask, what is your name dear?"

Dear? How pathetic. Doesn't even sound good rolling off his tongue. This man seemed pretty easy though. I was only uncomfortable with the way his eyes shamelessly raked through my body.

I smiled a little as I covered my lips delicately.

"It's Almond."

"Almond. Suits you perfectly." Was it just me, or was this much easier than I expected? "Would you like a dance?"

"Oh, I'm not certain I came to..."

"Nonsense, you can spare me some minutes can't you?" He said and I pretended to blush. His hands gently caressed my skin and I swear I nearly gagged. I was disgusted. He gently walked me down the ball. Was this man so good at hiding, he wasn't afraid of getting caught? And where the hell was his second?

"I'm certain you've heard a lot about me." He said and I gently shook my head.

"I'm not sure, I don't know your name yet."

"Oh, it's my bad. I go by the name George Hernandez. Sounds familiar."

"I'm afraid no."

"You're new to the mafia aren't you?"

"Yes, my father forced me to join a few days ago. I had no interest in becoming one though."

"But why not? The mafia is powerful. Everyone could use a little bit of power."

"Well...not me. I don't think I need power to get what I want."

"You, my dear, are one innocent chick."

Eww. Don't call me chick.

"You either kill or be killed in the mafia. It's all about survival and thirst for power. If you don't have any of those, you're in more danger than you can possibly think. I've met a lot of women, and they were also not interested in the mafia politics. It makes me wonder why women have no interest."

"Not all women though. Many of them are in the mafia anyway."

"But none of them perk my interest as much as you do."

Of course, because they're all toned and not chubby. You want an innocent woman that suits your interest so she's prone to intimidation. I'd seen a lot of men like this while I was still a slut sold for my uncle. They toyed with your emotions so you could fit into their fantasies. Especially when you look innocent.

"Oh?" He nodded.

"I'm somewhat tired of this place. How about we retire to somewhere?"

This was my chance. He was making it too easy.