{Victoria}

Next morning I woke up feeling rather sore but in a good way. I had no idea what came over me yesterday when Louis came into the picture. That's because when Louis left to go home I still wasn't satisfied, so I went to Walter and fucked him next. Now that I'm awake I'm feeling horny again and it's annoying. I wasn't like that before Louis came into the picture and now I'm wondering what changed.

As I was pondering what happened I heard Walter snickering. I looked at him. "What's so funny?"

"I can tell you're still horny!" Walter said in a sing-song voice.

I smirked. "Oh yeah? So what ya goin' do about it?"

He returned my smirk with a smirk of his own. "Nothing. We'll just wait for Louis to get here and have more fun then."

He turned to leave when I said, "Seriously Walter? Get back to bed now!"

He laughed, "Nope. You gotta catch me first!"

When he ran out of the room I got out of bed and chased after him. He stuck his tongue out as I ran down the stairs after him. I heard a familiar voice scream, "What the fucking hell! Vicky! Why are you naked?"

I narrowed my eyes and hissed, "Last time I checked this is my house Jenny! I should be able to walk around naked and not be scolded for it! And what the fuck did you just call me?"

Jenny's eyes went wide. "I called you Vicky. Why? Is that a problem?"

I nodded. "It's a problem because I'm tired of the stupid nicknames! I think from now on I'll just pretend you don't exist if you call me that name. I hate the fact that Delilah gave me a name that can be shortened to hell and back. Honestly, I'm considering changing my name to something that can't be shortened."

"Well what do you want to be called by?" Jenny asked.

"Just call me Victoria. Enough with the nicknames, okay?" I said.

Jenny nodded. "Oh, by the way Frank and Jaxon are coming over today as well so you might want to get dressed."

I groaned, "Seriously? They want to come over today of all days? Walter and I have plans, can whatever they want to talk to me about wait?"

Jenny shook her head. "No, because apparently it involves Delilah. Delilah wants to sue you for compensation for her injuries that you gave her for discipline."

I scoffed, "Well she should know she's not getting a dime from me and I'll make sure of it."

Jenny raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

"Yeah," I said as I turned around, went back to my room and got dressed.

When I came downstairs I saw Frank, Jaxon, Jenny, Walter and Louis sitting in the kitchen talking.

Louis looked at me. "Why are Frank, Jaxon and Jenny here?"

"Apparently Delilah wants to sue me for her injuries that I gave her," I growled. "She should be thanking her lucky stars that all I did was stab her when I could've done much worse. It's about time she got a taste of her own medicine. And no, she's not getting a fucking dime or sympathy from me. I'm a mafia Don and she will learn not to cross me. Not to mention we have just about every single Judge on our payroll in this city."

I continued, "I don't get involved in illegal stuff like Satan's Crew does. So I have enough to link Delilah to drug trafficking if need be."

Jaxon whistled, "Wow, hatred for someone can make a mafia leader do crazy things!"

"Yeah damn straight it can!" I exclaimed.

We talked about what to do with Delilah at length and once Frank, Jaxon and Jenny left I made sure Louis stayed behind.

"I swear Delilah needs to be taken down a few pegs. Does she really think it's a good idea to sue another mafia leader?" Walter said while shaking his head in disbelief.

Louis snickered. "Well not only is she arrogant. She's stupid too!"

I snorted. I agreed, Delilah is stupid. She claims that she tried to make things up to me by buying me a gift more like making me a gift. It was a cake. The bitch really thought that making me a cake would make up for the things she's done to me! But I'm not worried because once I became a mafia leader I swore to make Delilah's life hell. Oh yeah, the media might be singing her praises and feeling sorry for her because I stabbed her at my debut as part of her punishment, but they won't be doing that for long.

Louis looked at me and shuddered. I tilted my head. "What?"

"You're giving an evil smile right now. I like it. You're plotting something to do with Delilah aren't you?" Louis asked.

I nodded. "I am but it's going to have to wait and unfortunately, patience is not my strong suit."

Walter laughed, "That's for sure! Anyway, enough about Delilah, let's just focus on the three of us." He looked at me. "Let's take this to our bedroom."

I smiled. "Sounds like a good idea to me!"

***

Once we got upstairs to the bedroom, Walter sat down on the bed. He motioned for Louis to sit down next to him. He looked at me and smirked. "I think you're a little bit overdressed here."

"Well that's not my fault now is it? Dealing with unannounced visitors can be so stressful don't you think?" I said.

I started to take my clothes off very slowly and Louis couldn't keep his eyes off me. While I had Louis's attention Walter got undressed and started to undress Louis. Louis didn't seem to mind Walter undressing him and when I got on top of him, I started kissing him.

Once Walter took off his pants and I smiled when I saw Louis's dick was ready to go for us.

Without warning Walter somehow managed to flip me on my back and Louis was on top of me and Walter was on top of Louis.

This is going to be interesting. Who knew Walter could be so open to things like this? I'm glad he is, I thought.

When Louis started to thrust into me I lost my ability to think straight and that was exactly what I wanted at the moment. I didn't want to think about Delilah. I sure as hell didn't want to think about my responsibilities as a mafia leader.

***

{Delilah}

I waited for the final verdict on the decision for me to move forward and sue Victoria for stabbing me. I couldn't help but wonder how things came down to this. If only I'd treated her better growing up then we would probably have a solid relationship right now. I had no idea that Victoria's real parents were mafia leaders.

This is my karma for what I've done. But I'm not willing to take it lying down. I am married to a mafia leader so I should be able to get compensation for what Victoria did. But it seems that I was wrong.

It's been two days since I said I wanted to sue Victoria and I haven't heard anything back yet. That is until this morning when Ben burst into the room in anger. He'd been away from home for those two days and for whatever the reason, he doesn't want to sleep with me anymore.

"ARE YOU STUPID?" Ben roared.

I blinked. "Excuse me?"

Ben took a deep breath and let it out. "Are you aware that the Royals are our superiors?"

I tilted my head. "Meaning?"

"Meaning they own this mafia and every person who serves it," Ben snarled. "You really should've paid attention to your lessons."

"You mean my etiquette lessons?" I asked. "The ones that I was taught the in's and out's of leading a mafia?"

"Yes, and did they tell who our superiors are?" Ben questioned.

I searched my memories and became embarrassed when I remembered what my teacher said about the Royals. I just didn't think I'd be facing something like this one day.

He narrowed his eyes. "So you do remember! And it doesn't matter who the leader is, you have to show them proper respect. I didn't realize how far your hatred for Victoria goes. And you've disrespected her yet again by trying to sue her! When punishments are done, they're done for a reason. You should've realized that Victoria doesn't recognize you as her mother. You have no ties to her now."

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"But I have her birth certificate. I gave her her name. That should count for something right?" I said.

He scoffed, "Yeah like that'll hold up in court especially since you've already proven through paternity tests that you're not Victoria's biological mother. Just thank your lucky stars Victoria didn't kill you that night. I hate to think what type of punishment she'll give you after your trial has been heard."

I paused. "My trail?"

"Oh yeah, you've disrespected Victoria for the last time. However, if you go to her, get down on your knees and beg Don Victoria for forgiveness, she might not go ahead with trial," Ben said.

I shook my head. "I get it! I didn't do anything wrong! I just stated the facts! I am Victoria's mother! I raised her."

Ben rolled his eyes. "You also abused her, you tried to kill her and the only reason you're not in jail for that is because you happened to be married to a rich man who could pay off the police."

"There's no way I'm going to apologize to someone that I raised for 18 years!" I declared.

Ben walked towards me and raised his hand and slapped me. He slapped me so hard that I was seeing stars. I stumbled back in shock from the slap. I have never once had a man raise his hand to me. That's because all of the men I've been with loved me dearly and wouldn't dream of hurting me. I thought that was the case with Ben too.

"You… You hit me!" I gasped.

"Yes I did. I might be in love with you but I'm not stupid like you are! You need to know your place here in this mafia. Because you might've been able to get away with things when you were married to a normal rich person, but you won't be able to get away with those same things being married to a mafia leader," Ben growled. "However, if you insist on carrying on like this I'll be more than happy to show you your place here. Is that clear?"

I nodded. "Yes."

"Good. Know your place and be grateful that you can still live your best life. And be mindful of the proper manners you're supposed to display regardless of who the person is," Ben said. "So, now you have two choices, one you can go to Victoria or in your case Don Victoria and beg for forgiveness and she might just not go ahead with the trial or you can try your luck and go before the Grand Council. You have until the end of the week to make up your mind."

I looked over at the wall with a calendar hanging on it. "What date is it today?"

"The 27th, which means you have two days to decide what you're going to do," Ben said.

I gasped, "What!"

He nodded. "This is what happens when you don't know your place."

He didn't say anything else as he turned around and left the room. Once he left the room I sat down on my bed weighing my choices and I knew exactly what I was going to do. I was going to try and earn forgiveness from the person I've mistreated the most… Victoria…

***

I thought that I was going to Victoria's house to apologize but I was wrong. Mostly because it's a rule that Victoria put in place the moment she took over the Royals. The rule is that no one except her inner circle and staff are allowed to enter her house whether it be for a visit or otherwise. It makes sense because she wants her privacy and it's her house that she bought before she met Frank or became a mafia leader.

From what I've found she's finally been pushed to renovate the house to get up to par with someone of her status. She didn't want to because she preferred simple things and that's the Victoria I know. I've also heard that her house isn't a big mansion like everyone thinks it is. It's nice to know that even though her situation has changed in status and whatnot, she's still the same loveable Victoria that everyone knew before that.

When I think of the word loveable in regards to Victoria it makes me pause at the thought. I didn't love Victoria growing up but I should've because she is loveable. She was an adorable baby and I had to admit she gets her looks from her real father. He's handsome and her real mother is drop dead gorgeous.

In order for me to meet Victoria I was taken to the training area for the Royals. As soon as I walked into the building I perplexed when I heard the clanging of swords.

I looked at Ben. "Swords?"

Ben nodded and smiled. "Yes, it is important for Victoria to learn how to sword fight. She's getting better but her head's often not in the fight because she views this type of combat boring."

I chuckled. "That's Victoria for you! She was like that in school. If she found the subject boring she had a hard time learning it because of her attention span."

"So how did you get her to pay attention?" Ben asked.

I shrugged. "I didn't because I didn't care as long as she got a passing grade." I thought about it and snarled, "I bet her little girlfriend helped give her incentive to pass. I really failed as a mother didn't I?"

Ben nodded again. "Yup!"

"Gee thanks," I said with sarcasm.

I watched in awe as I saw Victoria training. It was clear that the man fighting was no match for her. She charged at him, catching him off guard and grazed his shoulder with her sword. I flinched when I saw that and held my stomach where Victoria stabbed me.

"You little bitch!" the man howled.

Victoria sneered. "Oh really? You're lucky we're just training for the moment or I would really show you how much of a bitch I can be!"

It happened so fast that you'd miss the next action Victoria took if you blinked. She somehow managed to get behind the guy she was fighting and held him in a chokehold.

The man dropped his sword and he wheezed. "Hey no fair! I thought we were just training!"

"Exactly, this is a lesson for you. Never let your guard down in front of me. Especially after you just insulted me," Victoria said.

She let the guy go and he fell to the ground coughing. Right when I thought that was the end of it, the guy stood up and tackled Victoria. He threw a couple of punches at her and he dodged them and managed to push him off her. He stood up and threw another punch that Victoria caught. That was when Ben cleared his throat and called out, "Don Victoria! Mistress Delilah is here!"

Victoria looked up and smiled. "It's about damn time!" She looked at the man and threw a punch that landed in his stomach and dusted her hands as he fell to the floor groaning in pain. "That's all for training today. I have other important matters to deal with."

The guy got to his feet and instead of attacking her again he bowed. "Yes, Your Highness."

He walked off and his composure switched as if he hadn't been fighting Victoria a moment ago.

Victoria walked up the stairs leading to the area we were at and walked past Ben as she said, "Follow me."

She led us down a hallway that led to a room that looked a lot like the study room in Frank's house for when he wanted to work from home. Only there wasn't a desk in this room. There were two small couches that were across from each other in front of a fireplace. Victoria took a seat on one of the couches and motioned for Ben and I to take a seat on the couch across from her.

Victoria rolled her eyes. "So what did you come here to tell me?"

I took a deep breath and let it out. "I came here to ask for your forgiveness."

She tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Do you think you're worthy of my forgiveness?"

I gulped. "Yes?"

"Then why does that sound like a question rather than a statement?" She growled.

I paused and thought. Why did that sound like a question? Because I'm better off doing whatever it is Victoria wants me to do than the Grand Council, right?

"Ahem," Victoria said. "Is this a joke to you?"

I shook my head. "It's not a joke I-"

Victoria shook her head in dismay. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's just like you. A narcissist that's too arrogant to admit when she's wrong."

I don't know why but that comment pissed me off. It pissed me off enough to snap at her. "I don't want to admit fault for something that I haven't done!"

She rolled her eyes. "Ah yes, gaslighting 101. That's your favorite method when it comes down to me."

My jaw dropped. "But I didn't-"

"Silence," Victoria said. "Did Ben tell you what your choices were in regards to me?"

I nodded. "He said I could ask for your forgiveness or go before the Grand Council. I'm here to ask for your forgiveness but-"

"Let me guess, you've changed your mind? Why does that not surprise me?" Victoria said. She shrugged. "Oh well it doesn't matter because the Grand Council has decided your fate. I knew your pride wouldn't take this seriously and here I am thinking that you could change."

"But I can change!" I declared.

"Why?" Victoria asked.

I paused. "Huh?"

"Why do you want to change? Is it because your actions have finally caught up to you? You got away with abusing me for years and not once did you feel remorse about anything. Not once did you try to change. Not once did you realize that you were wrong. You did nothing but gaslight me into thinking that I was crazy. Did you know how that made me feel?" Victoria asked.

I stayed quiet and lowered my gaze as if this situation would stop and I would wake up and this would be a bad dream.

"Look at me when I'm talking to you, you stupid bitch!" Victoria roared.

I flinched and did as I was told.

"I'm going to tell you how your actions towards me made me feel. They made me feel as though I was nothing. I felt that I was broken. And it turns out I was in the eyes of the law broken. It's all your fault. Not once did you show me any compassion. Not once did you try to tell me everything was going to be fine. What did you do instead when you found out about my issues?" Victoria asked, while giving me a deadly stare.

I gulped.

"Well, I'm waiting for the answer to that question bitch!" Victoria snarled.

I sighed because I knew exactly what I did. I used it as a way to keep Victoria where I thought she belonged. "I made you feel like crap. I told you that you were worthless. I even… I even tried to kill you. And…" I gulped. "For that… I'm…"

I stopped at the word 'sorry.' I really wanted to get that word out because I was sorry. "I'm… I'm… I'm-"

I paused. What the fuck is wrong with me? I can't say one stupid word that would make this situation better? Seriously? It shouldn't be this hard.

Victoria rolled her eyes. "That's enough. As I was saying, the Grand Council has already made their decision. By the end of the day you and Ben will be divorced. And you will be my servant. Not to mention you'll be staying at my house in the maids quarters."

"No!" I shrieked.

"Yes, because I'm going to make you feel exactly what I felt growing up. Since you can't learn your place married to a mafia Boss, you don't deserve to be married to one," Victoria said.

I looked at Ben and couldn't read his emotions because he had a stoic look on his face. "Ben? Do something! You said you loved me don't you?"

"Hmm, interesting. I might reconsider the divorce option that is, if Ben declares his love for you," Victoria said. "Then I'll revise your punishment. If Ben declares his undying love for you and you can stay married to him. I'll revise your punishment to twenty lashes with a whip on your back. And you'll have to thank the person carrying out the punishment. Doesn't that sound better as opposed to being a maid to your arch nemesis for the rest of your life?"

She looked at Ben. "So what do you say? Do you love Delilah?"

Ben smiled and nodded. "I do! I would move mountains for her if necessary!"

Ben's declaration of love touched my heart and I was glad that when he told me he loved me no matter what I did was true.

Victoria shrugged. "Alright then, your punishment has been revised. I will send someone to lead you to your punishment soon."

Right on cue someone knocked on the door. "Come in!"

A man entered the room and he was dressed a lot like the bodyguards that were at the mansion that Ben and I live at. When he saw Victoria he bowed. "You called, Don Victoria?"

"Yes, please take Mistress Delilah to the torture room. It's time for her punishment," Victoria said.

The man nodded. "Yes Don Victoria."

The man motioned for me to follow him. On the way to my punishment I couldn't help but think about Victoria's words to me. Am I sorry because my actions are starting to catch up to me? Or am I sorry because I realized that I failed as a mother? At this point I think the answer is yes to both questions.