Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Adrianna POV.

Tomorrow is the day which the charity ball is held. Ivy has been climbing nonstop and I regret agreeing with Victor what he did. I just want my innocent little sister with me. Victor on the other hand, has been trying to contact me but I have been avoiding him. I can't let whatever happened on that day repeat itself. It makes me feel like the worst daughter even though I am not.

There are fifty percent chances that Vincenzo will be there and I am also very aware that they are still looking for me. It was fun messing with them but the fact still remains that one can never mess with a mafia leader and continues to leave. I am actually lucky that I am. Today, I really have a busy day ahead of me therefore I better get out of bed before it is too late.

I dragged myself from the bed towards my washroom. After taking a bath and brushing my teeth, I walked to my closet to choose today's outfit. Before I got a chance to walk in, my bedroom door was opened and I looked in the direction and saw Ivy standing at the door post. She neither looked happy nor sad. Infant she looked extremely angry and I wondered what I had done this time.

"What do you want?" I asked her in as soft a voice as possible.

"Why aren't you answering dad's call?" She asked. I really should have seen this coming but I was too late.

"I don't want to?" I asked instead of replying.

"He is crazy about you Ria. He wants to fuck you," she said.

"And I don't want to fuck him. Why can't both of you understand that!" I snapped.

"If you don't he will then force me to sleep with him again!" She snapped.

I looked at her with a confused expression and it seemed she realised what she had done because she shook her head.

"What do you mean again, Ivy?" I asked.

"Nothing," she whispered.

"Really? Is that what you mean by nothing? For goodness sake just tell me!" I shouted at her and she stepped back as she was afraid. I looked at her and saw that she was crying.

"Ivy, please tell me what happened. How will I help you if you don't tell me what is happening," I whispered as I neared her.

I took her towards the bed and we sat on it. She was now crying on my shoulder.

"He has been trying to reach you for two weeks now. The first week when he was unsuccessful in doing that, he contacted me and I went there. He fucked me because you were hiding yourself," she explained and I let out the breath I did notice I was holding.

"You loved fucking him. What has happened?" I asked her.

"After that day that I had sex with Max, I realized that I need to stop having sex with dad. Yes, I did enjoy the sex with Max but what dad did was wrong. He forced me in having sex with Max. I don't want to be used as an object Ria. I want to be loved because I am me. When I left both of you in the office, I was planning on going to the penthouse to get a shower. As I was on the way, I overheard Max telling the rest that dad has control over us. He fucks us whenever he wants and even can force us into having sex with anyone. I was angry at first but calmed down. I realised what Max said was true," she told me.

"I am sorry. Okay. I never knew that he was going to do that to you. But I just don't want to fuck him. It doesn't feel right, you know. Be is supposed to be our dad not a man who we can fuck," I told her and she nodded her head.

"I understand you but you need to tell him that. I know he won't take it well but at least try," she said.

"Alright. I will definitely do that. But for now, we should go shopping," I said.

"Why?" She asked, seeming confused.

"The ball. Tomorrow?" I said.

"Shit, I had forgotten about it. Let me go and get ready then we will leave," she said as she stood up.

After she had left the room and closed the door behind her, I walked to the closet.

I decided to wear a blue booty short, a white baggy tee-shirt and black boots. I took a black handbag to match with the outfit. I sat in front of a mirror and started applying makeup. I remember when we were young, I used to envy the ladies we met on the roadside or at the mall. Most used to apply makeup and it would make them so prettier. I wanted to know how to apply. At first, that was my dream job. It seemed fun to be a makeup artist. When Victor took us shopping for the first time, he told us that we could pick anything we wanted. The first thing I picked was a makeup kit. I would spend hours in my bedroom trying to figure how they apply it but I was unsuccessful. One day, as we were watching videos on youtube, we saw a video which was guiding beginners on how to apply it. We begged Victor to buy us phones since at the time we were using his. After we refused to do as he said, he gave up and bought them for us. I used it to watch the video and tried to follow the instructions until I was perfect in applying and I was so proud and I called myself a makeup artist but Victor ruined it for me when he introduced us to fights and said he expected to be the most dangerous person. That day is when my dream died but I am still perfect in it.

I applied some mascara and deep red lipstick of course, strawberry flavour. I applied a little makeup and sprayed myself then left. Tomorrow is the day which I will take with myself. I will make sure that every man in that room will be looking at me and women to be envious of me. That is my goal for tomorrow's goal.

I walked downstairs and into the kitchen but after placing my handbag on the couch. I was so sure that Ivy had not prepared breakfast and neither was I in the mood to cook, therefore, I took a strawberry yoghurt from the fridge and sat at the kitchen Island and started eating. Ivy walked in as I was about to throw the container.

"Don't tell me that you haven't cooked!" She said and I raised my hands up as a sign of surrender.

"What! Why aren't you answering my question?" She asked.

"You are the one who has just told me not to tell you that I haven't cooked!" I replied with a grin on my face.

"Asshole," she murmured.

"I heard that," I said as I walked out of the kitchen.

She later walked into the living room with a vanilla yoghurt.

"Can we leave? This place is just making me hungry," she complained as she walked towards the door.

"Sure," I said as I followed her.

As always or should I say obvious, I was the one you drove because she did not want to drive her own car and furthermore, she was eating. I was planning on looking for a dress at Linda's boutique. That shop has beautiful dresses. The owner is just my age but very talented.

The drive was half an hour. I parked at the carpark and we walked out.

"Damn, you surely have a taste. I wanted to tell you that we should come here but I decided to shut up and see where you were planning on getting your dress," she said, making me roll my eyes.

"Babe, I am the one who showed you this shop," I said with a chuckle.

"True, but I thought that you had forgotten about it," She said.

"Let me not answer you," I said, making her roll her eyes. "Come on."

We walked into the boutique and noticed that it was crowded. Most people were celebrities who owned companies and restaurants.

"Seems that a lot of people will be going to that ball after all," Ivy whispered and I nodded my head. "I will make sure that I get someone to knock me up." I chuckled at that.

"Let us do what brought us here, si?" I told her.

"Si," she said.

Honestly, I don't think that we will find a dress here. With all these people. The stock and beautiful things seem to have finished. Walking around the premises for an hour and without success, we decided to leave.

"Adrianna, Ivy. What a surprise," we heard Linda's voice as we were about to walk out of the boutique.

"We had come to get some dresses but we were unlucky," Ivy said.

One thing I love about her is that she always goes directly to the point and I know that she is already tired and annoyed.

"I knew that you girls will also be going to a ball which everyone has been talking about and that is why I set aside some dresses that I was sure that both of you would love. Come, follow me and I will show them to you," she said.

Ivy and I looked at each with puzzled looks before following her. We were taken to a room which was hidden. It consisted of many dresses.

"If you have so many dresses over here, why don't you put them on display?" Ivy asked and Linda smiled at her.

"I would have but I knew that it would lead tomorrow to the dress being taken. It is not as if I don't want them to be bought. But I knew that most of my trusted clients will not find dresses when they come. Most of them tend to come at the last minute so I decided to keep some here for my all time clients and both of you are among them," she said and Ivy ran to hug her.

"Thank you. You are a lifesaver. Never knew that we were so loved," she said the last part sarcastically, making all of us laugh at her stupidity.

The dresses were so beautiful. The dresses which she had specifically set aside for us ended up fitting and we bought all of them.

We had just completed one thing. We needed to go to the nail parlour so that we could have some changes. After the end of the process, I ended up with analytic nails which were designed to look like the ocean while Ivy had multiple colours on them. I was already with my nails. After getting the shoes and jewelries and new handbags, we went to the nearby restaurant to eat since we were all tired and neither of us could go home to cook.