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>𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐄𝐃

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𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

Waking up in my bed with my clothes fully on was surprising, I probably was too tired to move.

I glance at my phone at notice the five missed calls I have from Elisa, the two I've had from Dante and one from my father. I decide to call my father first but all he wanted was to let me know of the mafia plans that we have. Dante called for the same reason.

Just as I went to dial Elisa's number a knock arose on my front door, I got myself out of bed and opened the door to witness Elisa barging herself in and planting herself on my sofa, giving me the, 'I have an idea' look.

I grab her a glass of water which she appreciates as I sit beside her, wondering what on earth is she doing here.

"You okay?" I question her and she nods, but her eyes are bright and full of excitement as if she's dying to tell me something that has been playing on her mind.

"Well... There are free drinks at the club tonight!" Elisa squeals like a school girl but I question.

"What club?" I ask and wait for my answer. I know exactly what club.

"The lights, duh." She rolls her eyes and pleads me to come.

"Please Arianna, you need some enjoyment, you might even bring home a muscular man!" She tries to persuade me and I suppose my body is in need of re-energising. But it doesn't seem like I should go for that reason, maybe having fun with just Elisa is exactly what I need.

"I'm only coming to look out for you." I state with a sigh, she claps her hands and her eyes lighten with glee and happiness.

"I promise, you'll have the best time." She reassures me but I brush it off.

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We spend the rest of the day watching movies, which honestly... Some were so boring. But then others were great.

Then it's outfit choosing time. The part I was kind of dreading. Elisa helps herself to the walk-in wardrobe where I've said she can borrow anything she likes in the past and her eyes and face speak with pure shock, she instantly runs her fingers through each hanger to reveal every single item that is hanging up, sometimes I wondered if she acted like this in a sweet shop.

"Oh my, these clothes are lush!" She squeals as I chuckle at her and sit on the round seat in the middle of the room as Elisa begins to roam further into the clothes.

"This yellow one is my favourite!" Her eyes enlighten as she goes to try it on in another room, she runs back through giving herself a twirl with the yellow dress, along with its thick straps.

"That one looks so nice!" I throw a compliment at her; I retrieve a smile as I look around for an outfit for myself. Honestly, I have no idea what to wear.

"Well, looks like I'm not going." I say sarcastically, but I can't help notice Elisa eye-rolling at me.

"Oh, shut up, move out the way." She shoves my body out of the way and forces me into my own bubble. She begins to rummage through each hanger before she finds anything that intrigues her.

"Oh, this is nice!" She smiles and holds up the dress, which is a beautiful basic navy dress with a silver glittery belt running across it.

"Isn't the belt a bit much?" I question. Trying to find an excuse not to go to this stupid club.

"You're being ridiculous now; you know it looks fine." She rolls her eyes and continues with her sentence.

"So put the damn dress on." She brings the dress close to my face, making me stare at it and only wish I wasn't going to the club. I force myself to take the dress off of her and go into the bathroom to try it on.

I slip the dress on over my bra and pant set with hugs my curves, the short spaghetti straps are my favourite, along with its blinged belt with small diamonds having their specific place.

I walk towards my walk-in wardrobe where Elisa is placed on the small round seat, her eyes widen as they travel at my appearance as well as my figure.

"Wow!" She exclaims clapping her hands and handing me a pair of silver diamond heels.

Elisa puts on a black pair of heels; we style our hair differently which consists of Elisa having straight hair and I having curly hair. My hair looks shiny, under the light, definitely not greasy. I do a simple winged-eyeliner look along with a nude brown lip, I glance over to Elisa where she applies a simple shimmer shade all over her lid and applying a pink lip gloss over her already plump lips.

We approach the front door and I lock it tightly after double checking everything was off by their certain plugs. Elisa began pushing me out to the stairs, we clicked our heels against the concrete floor, leaving them to travel until we're in my black range rover.

We take our seats and make ourselves comfortable before taking off to the club, I again didn't want to go but Elisa was buzzing for this, she turns the radio on full blast as the songs filled the car with its tune. We pass car after car while some drivers gave us evils from the loud sound exiting out of the car. All Elisa could do was chuckle and at the moment I also felt care free.

We pull up at the car park, Elisa pulls down the mirror to re-apply more lip gloss she had packed in her clutch bag, I chuckle as I un-buckle my seat belt. We both exit out of the car and the smell of alcohol already fills the premises.

I lock up the car doors, leaving it to make a beeping sound among the other cars surrounding it. We click our heals again towards the entrance of the club, where we're welcomed with neon lights filling the darkness.

We head straight to the bar where I recognise Filip, his short black hair was recognisable among the huge group of people surrounding the stools, his brown eyes met mine as he released a small smile when he recognises me.

Elisa and I take a seat opposite Filip who already knows what we want to order, he fills our glasses with wine and smiles at us both.

"Thank you." I say and give him a tiny smile. He smirks at me and begins to walk off to serve another customer.

"Oh, that is a sexy hunk." Elisa says with a huge smirk lacing her face, I roll my eyes and take a sip of my free wine, which just tastes as good as if it was being paid for from myself.

"He's Filip." I say with a smile, not being able to take my eyes off of him. His body shape is muscular, but not too muscular. His dimple begins to show as he receives another 'thank you' from a customer.

"He's quite cute." Elisa replies while also staring at him, I suddenly feel the cold breeze pass my body but sits firmly on my shoulder.

I turn around and notice another tall muscular man standing in front of me. His hair was brown and his eyes were navy, I look further and receive yet another smile, full of straight white teeth.

"Angelo." I say with a smile.

"Arianna." He replies softly, my name rolling off of his tongue makes me smile even more. I know I didn't particularly like Angelo to begin with, but after many days with him, he's grown on me.

"I'll see you around." He says and with one swift move he was gone.

𝐄 𝐍 𝐙 𝐎 • 𝐅 𝐄 𝐑 𝐑 𝐀 𝐑 𝐈

The sight of her entering the club blows my mind, but then again, who turns down free drinks? I glance at her body and notice how the navy dress is hugging at her body, leaving it to shape her in the most perfect way possible. Her hair was curly along with her hazel eyes staring around the club, glancing at every individual who walks past.

Then, there's fucking Filip. My bartender who needs to learn to do his job properly instead of chatting up Arianna.

I watch as Arianna's smile enlarges as soon as her eyes meet his, it doesn't take much to please this woman. Clearly. They spoke for a little while, but she then faced her friend who was a tiny blonde thing with blue eyes, not appealing at all. I analyse Arianna's actions further. Then an unrecognisable figure comes up to her and rests his hand on her shoulder, firmly. My jaw clenches at his touch.

His brown hair is styled, his dark eyes stare deep through her soul, which is very odd for a new member of a mafia I presume. Maybe Diego needs to know about this? Thoughts question my mind but the member leaves, leaving the girls to talk among themselves.

"Hey you okay?" Leo takes a seat next to me with his scotch in his hands.

"Yeah, you?" I question and raise a brow, witnessing Leo's smirk makes me wonder what he is up to.

"Look who I found." He says and looks to his right.

Her long platinum blonde hair is longer than I remember, her light brown eyes meet me as her fake smile appears.

"Enzo, baby." She says with her half naked body exposing, who wears a top that barely covers their breasts along with a very short skirt? Not leaving much to the imagination.

"Che cosa? " [What] I say and roll my eyes, I'm not amused one bit.

My eyes travel back to Arianna, who is facing completely away from me, her back and hair is facing towards me, showing the confidence within her.

I then glance at Lucia and there is no way a woman can be compared to Arianna. She goes on and on and on. To help myself not lose my mind I look into the direction to where Arianna was sitting, but her figure disappears, her blonde friend is still sat there sipping her wine.

I push myself past Lucia and walk up to the blonde friend who nearly spots out her wine when her eyes lay on mine.

"Where's Arianna?" I ask softly.

"What is it with Arianna pulling all of these men tonight?" She rolls her eyes and looks through the crowd.

My eyes scan the large groups of people until I see huge curls bouncing up and down to the beat of the music, I look behind her and notice the new mafia member getting close to her, she turns to face him as his navy eyes lit up further then they did earlier.

"She's having fun, leave her be, you're not her babysitter." The blonde rolls her eyes again and faces back to Filip who looks at me with petrified eyes. I look away and face Arianna. But she's gone.

I push my way through the crowd but no dark-haired woman was found, along with their navy dress and silver diamond belt. My heart was beating rapidly, even though I shouldn't care. But this member seems dodgy, there's something about him that doesn't sit right with me. I open the door that leads me to the dark alleyway where Arianna once left me to run across the street with a long coat wrapped around her.

I peak around the corner and notice the brown-haired dick getting closer towards Arianna, leaving only inches away from their faces.

𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

His breath was full of mint, with a hint of alcohol among his taste buds, the space between us thins more as he places his forehead close with mine, not breaking eye-contact.

His hand rests on my hip as I feel the heat from his fingertips glide through my body.

"What the fuck are you doing?" A voice disturbs us, we turn to be greeted with Enzo, who stands there with his hair all messy and his orbs being so light. His stubble is beginning to grow and definitely needs better shape.

"I could ask you the same question." I say and cross my arms over one another, Angelo steps slightly away from me to face Enzo with his arms folded over each other.

"Enzo Ferarri." Angelo says I look at him and feel speechless by the words leaving his mouth, he knows Enzo?