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Elisa agreed with the going out for dinner plan, I decide to gather up my belongings and head to my range rover, where I suddenly feel someone's fingers wrap around my wrist.

I turn around and notice Angelo holding me. I push him back and witness the confusion in his eyes.

"Don't you dare touch me like that." I say and pierce my eyes through his.

"Sorry Arianna, I didn't mean to." He says and I sigh, I forgive him but question his presence. I don't mean to take my aggression out on other people, but if you put your hands on me, I will retaliate, whether you are family or not.

"I was wondering if you could give me a lift back to Nicolas' place?" I nod and unlock the doors to my car where we both enter.

"This is nice." He states smoothing along the black leather chairs, I smile and thank him before putting the keys into the ignition and bringing the engine to life, ready to travel.

The car journey for a while was silent, until he suddenly spoke up.

"So how long have you been in the mafia?" He asked me and raised a brow.

"Since I was younger, I was practically born in it." I state and smile as I continue to drive along the road.

I drop him off and drive an extra five seconds to park my range rover in my drive away.

I left the fresh smell behind as I locked the car doors and opened my apartment.

I nearly put my keys on its trinket and walked to the tap to grab myself a glass of water, I let the cold beverage satisfy my throat and allow myself to finally breathe without the dry scratchy feeling coming to attack me. I rinse my cup out and put it into the dishwasher before walking to my wardrobe where I find a nice pair of blue jeans and a black top.

I got myself ready and touched up on my makeup, which only consisted of lip gloss and some blush. I finish myself up and took a look on the tall mirror opposite me, I couldn't help but notice something was different, I wasn't sure what, but something felt foreign. I lock my apartment door and left to get into my range rover, the amount I leave my apartment makes me wonder why I bother living there, I'm hardly there. And my car. Well, that's a huge expense in itself.

I got into the car where the warmth engulfed me, my body was cold from the quick temperature change, which made my body go into shock. I turn the keys and allow the car to begin to road, I drove and indicated on my way to Elisa's house.

I pull up at her driveway and honk my horn to notify her that I'm here, it always embarrasses her due to complaints but I find it amusing. A few seconds later Elisa comes out in a white dress covered in blue flowers, the dress was skater, a perfect dress which probably made her body feel warm. She enters through the passenger side and I smelt her musk scent cover the inside of the car, leaving her trace behind when she does leave.

"Hey girl!" She screamed and gave me a hug before I went to drive to the restaurant. It didn't take us long to get there, it was called 'The Feast' which again, an awful name to use for a public area. I park the car and we begin to exit out of it closing the doors behind us with a slam. I lock the doors up as we head inside the double doors.

We're welcomed by the smell of pasta and pizza, the luxury of living in Italy is the quality of food. It's amazing and delicious, the decor is also always aesthetically pleasing to be around.

We stand and wait for the waiter to arrive and take us to our table where I sat opposite Elisa, the colour combination was black, gold with a hint of green. It was unique, something different. We took our seats and we glance at the menus instantly feeling intrigued by the food that is being served in this restaurant.

We decide on what we're having and the waiter comes back over with a notepad in one hand and a black ball-point pen in the other.

"What can I get you?" He looks at both of us but I nod for Elisa to go ahead first and order.

"Can I have cheesy pasta with a side of garlic bread please?" She questions and the waiter begins to write on his notepad, I say write but it looks like scribbles that a four-year-old would do. He turns to face me and waits for me to reply with my order.

"Can I have spaghetti Bolognese, also with a side of garlic bread?" I question him and he nods before he looks back up at us to part his lips for another sentence.

"Can I get you ladies any drinks?" He asks with his pen at the ready, we glance on the menu once more before Elisa begins to speak.

"A glass of red wine please." He nods and applies the order to the notepad and then faces his body and face to me.

"I'll have the same, thank you." And with that the waiter leaves us be to get along with our conversation.

"So, how's everything with the mafia?" Elisa questions and I chuckle.

"Not different to the way it usually is, we have a new member." I say but suddenly remember the other massive thing that takes part with our mafia now.

"Wait." I say and Elisa's body positions its self-up straight.

"I'm listening." She says and moves her chair closer so she could get in on all of the information, she looks up at me and waits for me to talk.

"You know 'horny drunken man'." I put the emphasis on what his nickname is, Elisa nods rapidly and stares at me with hunger in her eyes, obviously not the sexual way but the eagerness to know every detail.

"Well, he's kind of a friend to my uncle, Nicolas. Meaning he's around and I saw him again the other day." I say but we both stay silent as our beverages and food arrives, we thank them before they leave.

"Go on." She says with her palms covering both of her cheeks.

"It's just weird you know, he's strange, mysterious."

She chuckles at me but perks up.

"So, what is this new member like?" She asks me and I suddenly picture his face in my mind.

"His name is Angelo and honestly, he's a little attractive." I say and smirk at Elisa, she chuckles and claps her hands before taking a sip of her drink, I say a sip but most of the glass has gone.

"What does he look like?" She asks and I think about his appearance more.

"He's got brown hair, navy blue eyes, he's so muscular too." I say and smirk, Elisa sends me a wink, we continue to eat our pasta along with its ingredients. A waiter comes over not long after and questions how we're getting on, we say we're enjoying the food and they give us a free re-fill on our wine.

"So, does this horny drunken man have a name?" Elisa questions but chuckles and I join in too with our nickname we have given him, she clearly has a keen interest like I did to begin with due to keep jumping back to a topic with him included.

"Yeah, it's Enzo" I say but roll my eyes, she laughs harder and looks at me with a puzzled look on her face.

"What does he look like?" She raises a brow and I then picture Enzo's appearance in my mind, remembering how his hair was not at all floppy and his eyes stared through my soul, they were truly like no others.

"He has blonde spikey hair." She edges me to continue, I chuckle before I continue.

"He's quite muscular too." I say and wait until I think of more descriptions.

"He also has blue eyes." I state and look at her, but remembering how those eyes stared at me, had power over me, which was unusual.

"What kind of blue?" She questions me with a puzzled look on her face once more.

"It's hard to describe they're bright...Icy-"

"-Light?" She cuts me off with her interruption I nod and she looks behind me, where I feel a sudden presence behind me.

I look behind me and witness the blonde spikey hair, the masculine body...The bright light orbs.

"Mio Caro, [My dear] are you enjoying the food?" He raises a brow and I nod with confusion.

"Yes Enzo, what are you doing here? Stalking me?" I question him, he chuckles at me and looks around the restaurant.

"What am I doing here?" He repeats the question which begins to get on my nerves.

"I own this restaurant, I'm only seeing if the food is good enough quality, can't leave my name down the drain now, can I?" He questions me and I look at Elisa who looks just as confused as I do.

"Of course you do." I roll my eyes and turn to Elisa once more who is drinking away our conversation, completely blocking the fact that Enzo is here.

"So, you the other night hm?" He raises a brow and now I'm twice as confused.

"At my club" He said as he emphasises on the word 'my' the club we were in was his as well? Are you joking me?

"Oh of course you own a club too, what don't you own?" I question and fold my arms.

"I don't own a bakery, but that idea seems nice, don't you think Mio Caro? " [my dear] I huff and turn to look into his light orbs, but this time I didn't feel intimidated, I felt the fire in my stomach and the words just come flying out.

"I don't know Enzo; it seems as if you own the whole fucking country." I say with a hiss. This man is getting on my nerves ever since I met him. I turn to Elisa who is having to stop herself from spitting her food out, her eyes are full of amusement and she can't help herself.

"Well, I'll be around a lot more, don't worry about that." He smirks before finishing off his next sentence.

"Now enjoy your meal, it's on me tonight, be sure to let the waiter know." He walks off back to the table he came from; I roll my eyes as Elisa looks at me with laughter.

"Hilarious." My sarcasm begins to form due to my annoyance.

"Oh, calm down Arianna, you're being a bit over the top, he's paid for our meal!" She rolls her eyes but I guess she has a point, but there's a catch I bet. However, Elisa always sees the brightness through every cloud.

I finish off my dinner and definitely let the waiter know that Enzo was paying, the waiter didn't question, he must've known what was up Enzo's sleeve the whole time. Elisa and I walk out of the luxurious restaurant, leaving the delightful smell behind. My taste buds were still satisfied with the food and my stomach was comfortably full. I'm so glad I didn't have pudding, even though Enzo would've paid, but I wish I had now taken an extra bottle of wine with me.

I drop Elisa home and made my way to my apartment door, where I made absolutely no effort to shower myself nor grab a glass of water that I'm desperate for.

I take off my clothes as well as my bra and pant set leaving me completely naked, and honestly, I was too tired to get myself some clothes out of the draw, I threw myself on my bed and decide to sleep with my body exposed to the covers, leaving them to provide me with the warmth I'm needing and lacking.