Luciana POV
I stand in front of the mirror in my floor-length gown and I can't help but wonder what tonight will bring. What will the men be like? My mind automatically goes to Enzo. Why couldn't he have just kept his d**k in his pants? I never wanted this marriage, but I had accepted that maybe he and I could make it work. That over time, even if he couldn't love me, there would be strong affection and respect between us.
A knock on the door brings me out of my inner monologue. Gia steps into my room wearing a beautiful floor-length purple gown. Purple is her favorite color. "Are you ready, Luci," she asks. "As ready as I'm ever going to be Gia." I move toward the door just as Vivi pops her head inside. I smirk as she gives me a cat call. Vivi's gown is a dark blue with a beaded bodice
