Mistress of the House

" Yeah! No worries! If anything, we're on standby to help kick anybodies asses." Robertson repeated happily as he clenched his fist together. " Besides, if anything goes indefinitely wrong the Boss is there to help! He would let anyone hurt Milo's Mommy!" He grinned as I gave him a tight smile to pretend to be convinced as I looked at the floor.

Milo's Mommy, huh?

But I wasn't Milo's mommy, I was the ex mafia boss of the Lion Clan! Colton wouldn't hesitant to kill me!!!

UGH, what do I do now!

As we arrived at the house, it was complete decorated unlike before we left the house. Filled with golden streamers, many flowers throughout. The design was so unlike Colton, this was definitely for show. "Oh, pretty!" Milo beamed as he tried to reach for a balloon as he failed by several inches as he pouted. I reached out and handed him one as his pout went to a wide grin. " Thank you, Mommy!"

" No problem, baby." I replied as I let him play with the balloon on the floor.

" Damn this guy is excessive." Cassian whispered into my ear as I nodded. I had never been to over luxurious, my parties were simple candle lit, well organized. The whole flashy celebrations never sit well with me since my father was the most powerful mafia boss at the time, we attend those things all the time. The fake smiles and empty conversations bored me as I attended fewer and fewer throughout the years.

" Tell me about it." I huffed.

" Hey, that rich people problems. You such know." He said wittily.

" Oh, hush." I quieted him as a smile come across my lips as it drew one from him.

Suddenly the boss- I mean Colton walked in, his eyes squinted as he noticed the interaction between Cassian and I as my face fell flat, Cassian followed. Walking further as he rolled his eyes as I internally sighed. Kneeling down as he caressed Milo's hair as he looked up at his father with happy eyes. " Daddy, you're home!" He jumped as he hugged him.

" Hey, how was your day?" Colton asked sounding all interested, playing the balloon along side him. Huh, even a big mafioso like him playing with something so childish made him seem good. I mean normal.

Milo eyes lit up as he explained, " Good we went shop-ping and Mommy looked beautiful." He never failed to compliment me.

" Really?" Colton said unbelievably. Excuse me, I am gorgeous. A literally cold beauty. No seriously that was the name I was given by the people who had the luck to meet me. My face stone cold, emotionless as my face the penniacle of perfection. Anyways, that what they say. But I was still beautiful. Regardless, I had looked like a panda because I had n't slept the last three days, wore the same clothes because I was kidnapped, and became a mother which required me to take care of someone besides myself. Still, I was beautiful.

Milo nodded, " Yes! Mommy is so pretty! I think you guys can have another baby." He unknowingly insinuated. My face burned with something as I heard the chuckle escape Robertson and Cassian. Kids never knew what they actually said when they spoke, but every time Milo spoke it was digging my grave. Kids, don't try this at home. It might actually happen. :)

I scratched my neck as I looked elsewhere, " Oh really, I'll see it to believe it." He mocked as I wanted to knee him in the face but refrained as Milo was too close, I might have hit him instead.

It was always up to me to play the nice guy, huh? Well, i guess it's a one eighty from who I was but yet again I am a redeemed member of the Lord so I had to put forward my good will or some shit, " You came home, early." I pointed as he nodded his eyes on Milo.

" I finished worked early, I need to come home for tonight event." He informed.

" What time is the event?" I asked barely knowing anything, just to make sure I could get Milo ready on time.

" 7:30 sharp." He let be known as I looked at the time, there was plenty.

I gazed down at my watch, my Rolex. The last thing I had since I had sold all my things because of mom's medical bills. I should really put this away or maybe should I pawn it. I could easily could get twenty- no thirty- no forty thousand! Yes! Maybe I didn't have to be in debt for life. And with the money Colton gave me I could save it and eventually buy mom the house she's wanted. Why does life seem so much easier at the thought. Yet a thought it was, when a demonic voice took me out of my illusion, " Besides, I need to make sure you wouldn't look like an embarrassment tonight." He added another insult.

But this time I wasn't going to keep my mouth shut, " Like you don't do that enough." I retorted as he stood up walking closer to me, I held my gaze never breaking away. Who does this fool think he is? If he wanted to go down, I want down. Come on, let's go. I ready, you see this knuckles twenty four carat gold. I killed a bitch, well many bitches.

Leaning in, invading my personal space as we practically breathed the same air. What did he think he could charm me with his looks? Ha, please. He opened his mouth as he spoke those usual words." Ladies, please come in."

I arched my brow as two older ladies entered the room both looking like the latest fashion contour designers. Both with circular clear glasses, jumpsuits, and perfectly combed hair. What dis for? I mentally asked as Colton had caught on to my question.

" Kaira this Genelle Lamira, and Tania Lamira. Genelle and Tania, this is Kaira." He introduced us.

" It's nice to meet you, Miss Kaira." They both sweetly greeted as I gave a tight smile.

" It's nice to Misses. Lamira." I repeated the gesture as they chuckled.

" Oh call us Genelle and Tania, dear." Genelle happily replied, while Tania nodded.

" Well since you ladies have met, I need you Genelle and Tania to fix Kaira for tonight events. It is crucial that she does not look like this." He emphasized the last words as he continued with the insults. Seriously, this guy.

" That wouldn't be hard. She already beautiful." Tania exclaimed as I wanted to poke my tongue out. Ha! You heard that Colton, she said I was beautiful.

He clicked his tongue as in disagreement as he ordered, " Just please be done on time." He walked away before they would answer. This guy had no matters, I mean what did I expect an gentleman, no this motherfucker was a mafioso. I was surprised he said please. Meanwhile both ladies grabbed me as they dragged me upstairs. I felt like a doll being played with. Examining hair to toe, lifting my arms, checking my under eyes, slapping my butt. Hey, I thought this was a makeup not an investigation.

" Subtle skin." Genelle spoke.

" Check." Tania agreed.

" Perky butt."

" Check."

" Toned body."

" Check."

Lingering around as Genelle grabbed a piece of my hair. Rubbing her hands against it as if it were a fur coat. " But this hair, its completely dyed! Therefore a bit damaged." She collected her findings,which I already knew. Of course, I had dyed my hair. I wanted to go incognito, my sandy blonde into a chocolate brown was just the right move.

" Unfortunately.Almost a ten out of ten." Tania noted as she tapped the pen against her chin.

Genelle tapped her foot, placing her hips on her waist. " My dear why would you do such a thing? You probably had perfect hair!" She sounded offended.

I shrugged, I mean it wasn't that big of a deal. It was just hair it grows back. " I wanted a different look." I simply answered as she swayed her mouth side to side.

" What was your hair color before?" Genelle asked.

" Blonde." It rolled off my tongue accidentally, as my eyes widened from my mistake. I mean no one knew I was blonde but Cassian. It was one of my key features, that's why I changed it. But know they had known this little secret. A little secret that led to another little secret that led to a huge mess. What would they do? Would they tell Colton? Maybe, there were spies sent by him, pretending to be fashion designers?

But all my overactive thinking was shut down as they pulled me in the bathroom stripped me naked as I yelped. I never liked seeing people seeing my body especially my tattoo. Wait, my tattoo! I clutch onto my shirt." Wait!" I yelled as they stopped in their tracks. " I prefer to bathe myself." I made up.

" No worries, dear. We understand let us just do you're feet and hands. Then." Tania suggested as I nodded.

After I bathe myself thoroughly, my bags were brought up splattered through the room.Tania tended to my mani while Genelle my pedi. Ahhh, it actually felt good getting pampered. However, I always watched my back, literally no pun intended as I was lucky enough to distract them by asking them to fetch me food as they did, taking no time to reapply the foundation of my back. Upon their return, they help me dress into the slim hugging fitting red dress as the awed at the details. Chit chating about my great sense in fashion. I mean after all I was taught my the best. They moved onto to makeup and my hair. Finally, the accessories as they pulled out beautiful jewels I could have sworn I had.

They looked at each other as they grinned successfully, " Perfect!" They blurted as they turned me around. My mouth fell open. Damn, who is this cutie? Ayo! I touched my face, I forgot I could look this beautiful. All the harsh work, and lack of treatment did change a beauty. The old saying was true no one was born ugly, just poor. My skin flawless even with the makeup on, it didn't look too much, but just enough to look natural. My eyes dawn the golden color with a winged liner. My lips were a soft blush. My hair in a perfect slightly messy up do. And everything perfectly suited with the gorgeous dress. Damn, the boys were right. I did look good.

" Thank you so much!" I appreciated as being overwhelmed I hugged them both, quickly pulling away.

" Oh dear you look like a goddess!" Genelle squealed as she held her hands in prayer postion.

" Agreed! I really hope Mr. Ivar and you will be happy together. Just like he was with Cassandra." Tania appeared to slip up as Genelle eyes widened as she slapped her. Definitely a mess up.

" Mr. Ivar, said never to mention her." She said worriedly as she was threatened before by Colton. But most important who was Cassandra? Was she Milo's mother? Was she Colton's wife? What had happened to hear? Where was she?

Tania looked downward as she bit her lip, " I'm sorry, I was just so use to serving her."

" I know, but.... we know we can't mention her." Genelle whispered however not quiet enough as I heard everything.

I blinked pretending to not hear as she gave me a tight smile, " Let's take you to Mr. Ivar." They suggested as I gave them a bright idiotic smile, so they would suspect nothing. Bringing me to his room they knocked on his door.

No response.

Another knock.

" Just a second." He replied from the other side as Genelle sighed knocking again. " Wait a second, I was just...." He stopped appearing to fix his tie as he gazed at me, his mouth fell slightly ajar as he eyes lingered all over me. My felt the heat spread to my cheeks never so directly or bodly had someone done that.

" Mr. Ivar, we are done." The repeated both at the same time.

He nodded, " Um.... yes.. good job. You are dismissed." He attempted to find words as his eyes stayed on me.

" Thank you, We will be glad to be in our service, again." They affirmed disappearing like ghost in the air. Leaving the both of us, along again. The awkward silence cue please.

" Step inside." He offered as I walked in without discussion. Looking around the same room that hadn't changed one bit from the morning. At least he was authentic. He threw his tuxedo adjusting the collar and smoothing out the edges. Returning to his collar where he fiddled with his tie attempting over and over to set it straight. By the fifth time I got tired as I walked over.

" Here, let me help." I spoke up.

" I don't need it." He protested taking a step back as I took a step forward grabbing his tie.

" You know sometimes, it okay to ask for help." I inclined as I undid the tie setting it right. Surprisingly he didn't fight as he allowed me to fix it. Being so close to him I could sense the airy collage he used. It was so natural, it just smelled like him.

As I curled my lip, I remembered the song that went to make a bow. First, go left, then go right, next is side to side... I hummed as I focused on the lyrics.

" You know you should really control your facial emotions." He advised as he took me out of my mind as he extended a hand tucking a piece of hair behind my eye. I fluttered my lashes as I gazed up at him. His ocean eyes staring down, with his cheeks lively. I glanced away finishing his tie. I could swear there was a slight red in his face as I released his made tied and turned around waiting to hide myself in a pillow. But there was no where to run. He cleared his throat. "Everything ready?" He questioned.

" Yep." I said hurriedly not wanting to stay in the moment.

" Alright. Now I have to tell you something." He began as I turned my head to him, all ears, " You are the mistress." Colton confessed as I raised my brow.

I tilted my head as the words escaped my mouth, like his lover or something. Wait a minute I was no such thing, people don't tarnish my reputation "Mistress?" With a inquiring tone.

" Well of course you are now the mistress of this house. Milo's mother. " He added softly as it made my heart tender. Wow,such sweet words, I never had actually expected some sort of respect, but I guess I was just judging to hard on who he appears to be than he actually is. Maybe he isn't such a bad guy. " Besides, if I get busted, you're my accomplice. I'll take you to hell with me." He couldn't help himself as a smirk crawled upon his face as I let out a chuckle.

Of course, same old Colton.

" Ready?"

" Ready." I repeated as we strolled out the room.