{Delilah}

It seems that every other day Ben trains Victoria for her position as leader of the Royals. He comes home looking like he got the crap beat out of him and he wears a smile on his face about it. He says she's been doing really well on her training. I'm happy for her, but I just wish that I could get a chance to talk to her at least.

But I doubt she wants to talk to me. Especially after our last explosive argument. Ben told me that soon there would be a celebration party which would be Victoria's debut as the new leader of the Royals. Just like how there was a celebration party for me after I married Ben.

The celebration is supposed to be held on Friday this week. So I started thinking of what gift to get Victoria. I've also made it a mental note to stop calling Victoria Victory. I'm going to try and at least respect her because I know for sure when it comes down to the Royals respecting someone who is their leader is a must. No one disrespects the leader and comes out unscathed. It wouldn't matter if you're a leader or married to a leader of another mafia or not.

Depending on how bad the disrespect was the Royals might want to declare war on that mafia just to make a point. From what I found they've been known to wipe out entire mafia's before no matter how big or small they are. The Royals are so fucking ruthless they put Satan's Crew to shame even though Satan's Crew is the second biggest mafia in the U.S!

The Royals actually own Satan's Crew for that matter. So with Victoria's debut coming around the corner I know the gift has to be extravagant! A gift fit for a Queen! Not to mention so far during my brainstorming for the gift, I have come up with absolutely zero ideas.

I decided to ask Ben what type of gift would be fitting to give the new leader of the Royals.

"A gift you say? There will be plenty of other gifts for her even though it is just going to be a gala of sorts," Ben said. "And it's not mandatory to get one for her. Just be on your best behavior at the event and things should go smoothly. Honestly, I don't see why you'd want to waste your time on someone who hates you?"

I sighed, "I know she hates me but I at least want to be respectful enough to give her the best gift ever. I know I've been a horrible mother to her and I never really got her any gifts for her birthday, let alone attend her birthday parties. I guess I was just jealous that all of my husbands wanted to celebrate her birthday and shower her with gifts and affection because she wasn't my biological child like Jaxon and Jenny are."

I paused. "Now that I think about it, I celebrated Jaxon and Jenny's birthday's more than I did Victoria's."

"So you want to try and use this as a way to make it up to her?" Ben questioned.

I rubbed the back of my neck. "Well something like that. Although I have a feeling she'll just throw my gift in the trash-" I got an idea. "That's it! I'll get her something that I know she won't be able to throw in the trash because I won't tell her where it came from until after she eats it!"

Ben raised an eyebrow. "Excuse me? What do you mean by that?"

I shook my head and smiled. "I'm not saying a word. You'll just have to find out at the party!"

My smile turned into a grin as I made my way down to the kitchen. I should've done this years ago as my family tradition when celebrating a girl's birthday was to make a cake and not just any cake. It'll be the biggest cake I've ever made!

Even if I don't get a chance to talk to Victoria at her party I can at least do that for her.

***

{Victoria}

"Do I really have to wear this?" I groaned as I sat down by the vanity in my room. I sat on the stool facing away from the mirror. The makeup artist worked on me while my mother Cathy sat observing me. Satan did say that they were coming to celebrate important events and apparently this counts as one of them. I guess considering after today I am the official leader of the Royals.

I will rule over the Royals with an iron fist cause that's what I've been taught needs to happen and I will let no disrespect of the mafia go unpunished.

Cathy chuckled. "I know you're not used to formal events even though you've been to a couple of them already because of your art. But this event is different, instead of modesty you need to look like a goddess! I mean you see the way I'm dressed! And be prepared to be drooled over!"

I flinched when I heard that. "I don't like that idea."

"Why not? You can use your sexyness to have men and possibly women eating out of the palm of your hands. Not to mention it'll help with your confidence issues," Cathy said.

I scoffed, "It'll help with confidence issues huh? Like wearing a revealing dress like this will help?"

She nodded. "Yup. And I hope you got the hang of learning how to walk in heels?"

I sighed, "Yeah I did. And it wasn't easy either. I'd rather be learning how to do hand-to-hand combat than wear heels. Why do women insist on wearing heels? And whoever came up with them and started them as a beauty trend needs to be slapped around a little bit."

Cathy burst into laughter at that comment. She cleared her throat, "Heels are sexy and they help with height difference. You are rather short and unfortunately you got that from my side of the family."

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Cathy commanded.

A maid entered the room and bowed. Cathy looked at her. "You may rise."

"His Majesty wants to know if the Princess is ready to go. He says that the party started an hour ago and it's time for the Princess to make her debut," the maid said.

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My eyes went wide. "Wait what! The party has already started?"

Cathy rolled her eyes. "Calm down Victoria. It is a custom for the guest of honor, that is you arrive an hour after the party has started. So no biggie, don't worry about it."

I raised an eyebrow. "Really?"

She nodded. "Yeah."

"And done!" the makeup artist said.

She spun me around and I didn't recognize my reflection in the mirror. I almost thought it wasn't me that I was staring at. The makeup artist went with light natural colors that matched my skintone. She didn't give me any massacra because I squirmed a little when I saw the brush coming towards my eyes. But she did do some smokey eyeshadow to make my eyes pop. It was weird because I don't have blue eyes or green eyes but my eyes are black. There's nothing special about my eyes but with the eyeshadow it made them look beautiful.

My hair was up in a braided bun with the braid twisting around the back of a small silver tiara on my head.

"It's not a crown but it will have to do since you won't be home for a while," Cathy said.

I nodded. "Makes sense."

"What do you think about your dress?" Cathy asked.

I looked in the mirror again and the dress that I was wearing was probably one of the most revealing outfits I've ever worn but not revealing enough to be considered a slut or anything like that. The dress I was wearing was a black knee length dress with a V neck that showed some cleavage but not enough for my big boobs to pop out. I always had trouble with that in high school because I was more well endowed in that area than most of the girls in my class.

I'd get asked out by the popular boys and when I said no, I'd get picked on by the girls. Then rumors would start that I was gay and I confirmed it by saying I was bisexual especially when I started dating Megan. The popular boys weren't happy when they found out that I was dating a girl. Mostly because it bruised their ego's.

Even though I dressed in baggy clothing to hide my boobs, that still didn't stop the sexual harassment at school.

But not anymore! Now that I'm the new leader of the Royals I will not allow people, man or woman to disrespect me or say taunting words about me whether it be behind my back or to my face without consequences.

I smiled. "I really like the dress. It's sexy but not skimpy. I hate skimpy outfits with a passion. I don't want to wear outfits that barely cover my butt or boobs."

"I totally agree with that. The only time I would wear something like that is if I wanted to seduce one of my husbands or servants for sex," Cathy agreed.

"Husbands? As in more than one?" I asked.

Cathy nodded. "Oh yeah, you can have more than one husband. But suggest you wait until you marry Walter before that happens at least. Servants you can collect now and it's not against the rules to have sex with them. But you'll learn about that another day. Today we celebrate you. It's all about you."

I smiled and nodded and Cathy took my hand. "Now let's go."

***

{omniscient}

Everyone at the party was keeping themselves busy waiting for the guest of honor to arrive. A lot of people that knew the current leaders of the Royals personally knew that their daughter would be the one taking over the mafia and this party would be signaling that change.

Then an hour after the party was in full swing the guest of honor finally arrived. Everyone looked to the stairs once her presence was announced and gasped. The crowd began to chat amongst themselves excitedly.

"That's her? That's the new Don of the Royals?"

"Dear god she's gorgeous!"

"I can't believe it's a woman leading this time around!"

"Yeah I know it's mostly because all of the leaders of the Royals have been men."

"I heard the daughter is the leaders first born this time around. So it would make sense that she's the new Don considering it is her birthright…"

An older man who looked like an older version of the new leader went up to her and took her hand as he led her down the stairs. He whispered in her ear, "You look beautiful tonight Victoria."

Victoria smiled. "Thanks Dad."

"I bet you that Walter won't be able to keep his hands off you once the event is over with," the older man taunted.

Victoria gasped, "Dad! Seriously?"

The older man chuckled. "Come on, let's go sit down, those high heels can't be comfortable."

She laughed and shook her head. "They're not comfortable and just like I told Mom, whoever invented these things needs to be slapped around a bit."

The older man gave Victoria an evil smirk. "I just so happen to know the guy who made the high heels centuries ago! He's already been sent off for eternal punishment in Hell unfortunately."

"Well damn that's unfortunate," Victoria said with sarcasm.

As the older man and Victoria reached the bottom of the stairs they were greeted by an older woman and this woman was Victoria's real mother.

Victoria smiled. "Mother."

The older woman responded. "You look stunning tonight. I told you this dress would work. Don't feel so self conscious tonight. You're beautiful and you should let everyone see how beautiful you are! Now come on, let's go meet our guests."

The older woman elegantly took Victoria's hand and led her over to a group of people that were a part of the Royals. These people would be underneath Victoria's command.

Little did they know there was a woman by the name of Delilah watching Victoria and her real parents with envy.

***

{Delilah}

"That should be me leading Victoria over to her people!" I growled. I couldn't stand the sight of Victoria calling anyone else but me Mother. If anything I should have that right by default because I raised her. She should be thanking me for not giving her up for adoption because of Jaxon and Jenny.

"Do you really think you have that right, Delilah?" I heard Ben say.

I turned around and saw him smirking at me. "Is this funny to you?"

Just when I expected him to say it wasn't funny, he laughed at me! My own husband thinks it's funny that the child I raised is calling someone else Mother!

"You little shit!" I snarled.

Ben rolled his eyes. "Yeah, yeah curse me all you want. But as of today, Victoria is the new Don of the Royals and you will respect her as such regardless if she calls you mother or not. Because if you don't I can guarantee that she is going to have so much fun punishing you."

I gasped, "She wouldn't dare! She's too humble for that!"

He gave me an evil smile. "Oh really? Do you wanna know how I was able to get her to blow off steam?"

"How?" I asked.

"I put your picture on a punching bag and let her vent about you specifically while she trained. She has so much hatred for you it's not even funny!" Ben looked at me and narrowed his eyes as his voice turned dark and not in a good way. "Know your place Delilah. And if I have to remind you of it I don't have a problem doing so. Victoria is a leader. You, my dear, are married to one. There's a difference."

I sighed, "Okay no matter. Even if she hates me, maybe I should remind her that I raised her! I'm her mother, not whoever that woman is!"

"Don't. You. Dare!" Ben hissed.

I went up to the woman who Victoria called Mother and tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around and raised an eyebrow. "Who are you?"

I gave her an evil smile. "My name is Delilah. I'm married to the Don of Satan's Crew and I am Victoria's mother!"