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𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

I tossed and I turned, but my body and my mind just wouldn't sleep. No matter how tired I was. I forced myself out of bed which is something I shouldn't have done as I was preventing my body from sleeping even more so. But what else was I supposed to do?

I glance at the clock and notice that it was one o'clock in the morning, way too early for my body to become active.

I decide to get dressed into my pair of leggings and a jumper, of course over my bra and pant set and make my way to my driveway, I got there and unlock my car and took a seat before bringing my car to life. I look behind me for any cars, which of course, there wasn't any as it was so early. But I wanted to go somewhere, for a drink.

I made my way to Enzo's club, I don't know how or why, well I know why I want a drink.

I open the doors to the club which was pleasantly quiet. I start to stroll over to the bartender who was quite gorgeous. His eyes were a sparkling brown and his hair was short but black.

"Well, my lady, what can I get you?" He asks me so softly which only encourages me to smile.

"A glass of wine please." I say he nods but waits to speak once more.

"What wine would you prefer?" He questions and I begin to think.

"You choose." I smile, I receive one back and wait for my drink.

𝐄 𝐍 𝐙 𝐎 • 𝐅 𝐄 𝐑 𝐑 𝐀 𝐑 𝐈

Her talking to Filip was infuriating me, they didn't know I was here, sitting in the corner, letting the darkness engulf me.

She received her wine and thanked him, her smile was engaging and mesmerising, releasing her dimples that were hiding under her skin. Her hazel eyes were smiling at Filip too. Her fucking eyes. They were catching yet dangerous, I've never seen a pair of eyes like it, they were brown and green, she doesn't know how long I've looked into her eyes, but it's long enough to feel hooked onto them, they're a pair of eyes that cannot be forgotten about, no matter how hard you tried.

I gaze at her outfit which was so simple yet so pleasing, her jumper was baggy, but tight around her breasts, her leggings are tight revealing the shape of her waist and her bum. The thoughts of her were making me frustrated, I've never had a feeling like this towards a woman, where I'm so eager to have them. I wanted to know her more and more about her ruthlessness.

I witness Filip and Arianna talk more; Arianna moves her body which makes me eager more. I feel the tightness of my trousers begin to occur, I look down and feel annoyance strike as I'm unable to do anything about it.

I memorise her features more, but get annoyed with how close Filip is with her. I bolt up and walk towards the pair who are happily chatting away, even with my half-uncomfortable trousers.

"We're closing now Filip." I stare at him deeply in the eyes, hoping he'd get the picture. But he doesn't, which only makes my muscles tense.

"What's your name?" He asks her softly.

"Arianna." She replies with a larger smile on her face, I roll my eyes without them knowing, but my presence has finally hit reality with Arianna, she gulps and jumps out of her seat.

"Arianna" he says as her name rolls off of his tongue, the tongue I want to cut off.

"I said we need to close Filip!" I raise my voice higher, making my words become more demanding. He packs up the bar and his belongings and leaves me and Arianna alone in the club.

"So, Arianna." I say and look at her with a death stare.

"So, Enzo, you party blower." She rolls her eyes at me which sends the blood rushing through my veins, no one ever speaks back to me or speaks to me the way she does, she clearly doesn't know where she stands, but yet I can't help notice the heat radiating off of her skin.

I get closer to her, narrowing the space between us.

"I'd watch what you're doing Arianna, otherwise your father would find out about your little one o'clock drink." I huff and she rolls her eyes like a child yet again.

"Oh, I'm so scared Enzo, but guess what, I'm nineteen, not a fucking child." She hisses and leaves me by myself in the club, annoyance and rage take over my body.

I close up the club but notice Arianna walking down the street alone. I sigh as I approach her and her loneliness.

"What do you want?!" She asks almost in an angry manner, which seems confusing to me... I haven't done anything.

"You're tipsy, let me take your home." I offer and she huffs and walks off further, she makes my blood boil more, I decide to pick her up and carry her upon my shoulder. She kicks and throws a hissy fit. But I take no notice. No matter how sober she claims to be.

I put her in my passenger seat and leave her to fold her arms like a little child she is. I sigh as I drive past her uncles, she sighs and looks out the window and points to where she lives.

I decide to make sure she got home safely so I decide to carry her up to her door and unlock it for her, at this point she was defeated with the alcohol content, I didn't want to take her clothes off and make her wonder who took them off, but in another way, I didn't want to make her feel uncomfortable as she slept.

I kept her on her bed, fully clothed and tucked in, I of course took her shoes and socks off and allowed her to snore lightly, I stood there for a while to watch her breathe slowly while her body moved up and down with every rhythm.

I left her be and took her keys, I walked out off, her apartment and decided to lock the door from the outside, then posting the keys back through so she'd get them when she wakes up.

I look down at my watch and witness the time being nearly three o'clock in the morning, I don't usually sleep, for a variety of reasons, when I do, I don't sleep greatly anyway, but today I was a bit more tired than usual. It was probably all of my time spent seeing Arianna, at my restaurant, at my club. She just can't stay away can she.

I got back into my car and drove back to my home, which consists of white and glass modern furniture along with its black coloured ornaments. My house is large along with its three bedrooms and two ensuites.

I take my clothes off until I'm left in my boxers, I decide to give tonight a try, to try and rest for the morning and the sun's arrival.

I let the covers drape over my half-naked body as I try and sleep, I move recklessly trying to achieve what I need. I face the ceiling at let out a sigh, I turn one way and then turn the other but it's no use.

I finally decide to lay on my stomach and get to sleep that way, which impressively helped ease my muscles and help me get the rest I needed.

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The morning arose, my body aching from the pack of sleep I received. I slept well at the beginning, but dreadful towards the end. Tossing. Turning. Thinking. Sweating. Fuck, can't I have one decent night sleep?

I force myself out of my large bed and walk to my shower, where I turned the knob and allowed the boiling hot water reminisce all over my body once again. The ease my muscles felt as soon as they felt the scorching water was unbelievable, pleasurable for my body to get in contact with. I scrub my body with a peppermint body wash that I had recently brought, honestly, I don't know why but I knew I needed to try something new.

I glaze the lotion over every inch of my soaking body, allowing the bacteria to be removed, letting it be cleansed with the lotion and with the water. The pressure of my shower was perfect. I watch as each slash of water traced over my body allowing me to feel clean and at ease, my body and my mind were finally relaxed from the shit night sleep I had received.

My hair grew darker from the dampness of the water, I use some shampoo and rummaged it through my hair, tugging at every section, massaging it to my scalp. The sense of relief hit me as I finally felt complete.

I got out of my shower and wrap the tower part of my body with a towel, leaving my abs to be exposed to the mirror in front of me. I witness my tattoos covering the arms of my body. I reach for my toothbrush and toothpaste and finished getting ready.

Once I was dressed in my black trousers and black polo top, I went down to lock up my house, I wanted to have a little catch up with Leonardo. My friend since... I don't know, but a long time. He had always been there, even through my darkest times.

I got into my pitch black lamborghini, the smell of peppermint filled my nostrils as I put the keys into the ignition and waited for the engine to pick up. As soon as it was awake, I began my drive to the club. My club.

It didn't take long to get there but when I did get there, there was only a handful of people, sitting around, enjoying a morning drink. I look around and found Leo sitting in a booth with a glass of whiskey in his hand. I walk on over to him and took a seat.

His hair was brown yet curly and his eyes matched with his hair, he was also wearing a polo top along with some trousers, which just goes to show what our causal style was.

"So, how you holding up?" Leo questions me, but with this whole Arianna situation with the mafia and shit, I have no idea how I'm holding up. Everything's happened too quickly.

"Not too bad." I reply but sigh as Filip comes over with my usual whiskey.

"Hm." He replies, honestly, he probably knows everything's been a bit hectic.

"Maybe you need to get laid." He chuckles and I join in with him.

"What happened to Lucia?" Leo questions and truthfully, she's probably just gone around sleeping with every other bloke she sees in the street.

"Maybe, invite her over to the club?" He shoots his idea which gets me thinking, only I have no way of contacting her. But Leo does.

"Yeah, why not, let's create a on the house party tonight at the club, no one has to pay for their drinks." I insist and we both agree with the plan, things are going to get crazy. But hey? At least we'd gain more customers out of it, soon, everyone will be coming here.

We clink our glasses together, leaving the sound to echo through the empty club.