The guys somehow secured a small table in the corner of the Boom Box Room which was situated directly across from the dance floor and under the VIP area on the downstairs level. When the ladies returned they were welcomed back with two long glasses of champagne. "Aww thanks David" Emilia smiled, taking the glass and pecking David on the lips thankfully. They sat in the corner on the brown pleated leather couches enjoying drinks and conversation waiting for a familiar song to really start to get loose and dance the remainder of the night away."So I hear you work in a bar?" Ricky asked, trying to get to know his date a little better. She smiled, taking another sip of the champagne and playing with the ends of her hair a little nervously. "I did. I was recently let go though, long story really but I'm sure I'll be fine, I'll be back in the workforce in no time hopefully" he nodded taking his glass of beer and raising it to cheers with her, "well here's to you and job searching on Monday
"Ah Fratello" (brother) Matteo began with a cheeky and annoying snicker which irritated Giovanni "She really got you there!" Although slightly aggravated Giovanni remained unphased on the exterior to the others. He took a long draw of his cigar and shook his head slightly drawing his attention back to his brothers. "I think she's playing hard to get""Ma dai! (Come on) Is that what you got from that fratello?" Antonio asked, now almost in full fits of laughter, "Because I'm pretty sure she called you old Gio!" He simply shrugged with a smug look on his face as if to say 'challenge accepted'."Seriously though, she's 25 you should let her be. She wouldn't be able to handle our world" "I think she's Sicilian, her last name Bernardi, she has to be from Sicily". This time Nico spoke up instantly, "you should steer away from Sicilian women, especially if you intend to piss her off. Those puttanas can get dangerous". The men burst out laughing knowing very well it was true about most Sicil
"When exactly do we get paid for this job?" Bill, one of the guys involved in the card game holdup, asked his friend, a little frustrated. "I mean we did all the work and still nothing, we could've just kept most of it". His friend James shook his head in disbelief before responding. "I told you it would take a while, it won't be long just be patient alright?" He was frustrated with his questions. It was bad enough struggling with the fear and guilt of the crime they had committed against one of the most notorious families in L.A. "You know if we took any of that money they would have found out and we'd be instantly killed so don't be ridiculous. We need to keep a level head. Remember this isn't just about the pay day, if we prove ourselves eventually we might become more".The thought of 'more' excited James. All he ever wanted was more. He dreamed of joining a crew and having people working under him on the streets. That dream was still far away though and realistically he knew it.
'She's nobody'. The words burned into Rosalia's mind for the remainder of the night. She had turned and walked away from him not giving him any satisfaction. 'Nobody' she thought tilting her head back and letting the warm tequila satisfy her need for alcohol at this very moment in time. 'Is that what I would be to him too? Nobody?'"Are you going to tell me your name or what sweetie?" Her thoughts were interrupted by that guy again. He had been following her around the downstairs dance floor and bar for the past hour now. Sure she had let him dance with her, but it was out of frustration. She really wanted to dance with Giovanni, not now though. Not after he decided to disrespect his own date to her. On one hand she was glad little miss blonde bimbo was a nobody, on the other all she could think about was how many 'nobodies' he had and if this casual pursuit of her was just another notch on his conquest belt."Rosalia", she finally replied putting him out of his misery as she leaned o
"Who the hell are you?!" Emilia jumped back towards the door after entering her apartment frantically and realising there was a man on her couch talking on his cell phone. She had tried to rush back as soon as she could after receiving a strange text from Rosalia about having to rush home after her drink was spiked.Before even waiting for his reply she bolted into the kitchen grabbing a knife from the chopping block holding it in front of her. Maybe this was the man that drugged her?"I'll call you back" Giovanni stated, keeping his eyes directly on her before ending the conversation. "You must be Emilia" he stood to his feet, eying her up and down, she could not seriously think he would let her stab him with a knife. "What did you do to her?!" She accused him, outraged. He held his hands up in defence trying to calm her down. "I'm the one who brought her home-""To fück her?" She interrupted now angrier than before. He shook his head, "Emilia, why would I still be here if I did tha
When Rosalia opened her front door for Giovanni she almost forgot to breathe at the sight of him. She stepped aside and let him in closing the door behind him. "Can I get you a drink?" He smiled noticing the coffee machine; "I'll take a coffee" she nodded walking into the kitchen, "espresso or cappuccino?""Espresso. You're looking better today" he stated eyeing her up and down from the other side of the kitchen counter. Rosalia was dressed in a grey off the shoulder sweatshirt and black short shorts. "Look" she began nervously, "I'm really sorry about last night. Thank you for looking out for me" she could not even look at him when she apologised. She was disgusted in herself and what she had let happen due to her immaturity. "I'm sure you've learnt your lesson Rosalia" she nodded handing him the espresso and sugar bowl. He placed his hand up indicating he did not take sugar. The pair took their coffees and moved to the couch for a seat. "You didn't have to do this you know" he raise
Matteo glanced over at his brother Giovanni who was clearly distracted. Throughout the entire meet up he was fiddling with his phone and looking frustrated. This was totally unlike him; Giovanni was always focused on work no matter what personal situations were going on at the time. Today on the other hand something was visibly bothering him. "Giovanni" Matteo called out in an attempt to bring him back to the situation at hand. "I said we found one of the guys from the card game". Giovanni nodded "ok good, so what's the plan?" "We're going to send two of our guys on the streets. We've been watching him closely and he doesn't oppose a physical threat". "Sounds good guys, I'll let papa know about this progress". €€€€€€€€€€€ When Emilia walked into her apartment after work she noticed Rosalia had immersed herself in cleaning. Everything was in order and squeaky clean, to the point where Emilia became immediately suspicious. Rosalia was a very clean person when it came to their apar
"You want more?" He left her neck and looked her in the eyes. She was a complete mess. Her hair was everywhere, face flushed, her clothes were barely sitting on her right anymore. "No stop!" She quickly spat out this time pushing him away for real. She saw his look mixed with confusion, shock and frustration. Immediately she unhooked her legs from his waist and continued to breathe deeply still sitting on the bench trying to come down from the high he had brought her too again with just a few flirtatious heated kisses. "We can't do this!" She exclaimed, sliding off the bench. "Oh I think we can" Giovanni challenged back, "in fact I think you're pretending you don't want to but your body tells me differently Rosalia". She shook her head forcing herself by him needing to get away. She walked over to the living area while he remained near the coffee machine in the kitchen. "Don't even think about kicking me out Rosalia, not until you tell me what's going on at least", he raised his voi
The next morning Rosalia received a call from John O'Connor. They had finally completed the appropriate checks at the police station and released her hand gun.She walked into the building instantly ready for a fight. When she arrived at the desk however, Officer O'Connor was very pleasant. "Miss Bernardi" he announced with a smile, making her very suspicious. "Lovely to see you again" Rosalia rolled her eyes, "you can't be serious right?" He laughed while grabbing the gun and release papers and placing everything on the desk in front of him. "Oh come on Rosalia. No hard feelings right?""Err, you unlawfully arrested me, took my gun and let your colleague feel me up. I'd say we're not on good terms Officer O'Connor" she focused her attention on the paperwork signing in the appropriate places before looking back up at him. "I'm curious, what did the witnesses at the bar have to say?""Clearly you know they backed you up" he replied back stating the obvious. He knew she was asking out o
"You want more?" He left her neck and looked her in the eyes. She was a complete mess. Her hair was everywhere, face flushed, her clothes were barely sitting on her right anymore. "No stop!" She quickly spat out this time pushing him away for real. She saw his look mixed with confusion, shock and frustration. Immediately she unhooked her legs from his waist and continued to breathe deeply still sitting on the bench trying to come down from the high he had brought her too again with just a few flirtatious heated kisses. "We can't do this!" She exclaimed, sliding off the bench. "Oh I think we can" Giovanni challenged back, "in fact I think you're pretending you don't want to but your body tells me differently Rosalia". She shook her head forcing herself by him needing to get away. She walked over to the living area while he remained near the coffee machine in the kitchen. "Don't even think about kicking me out Rosalia, not until you tell me what's going on at least", he raised his voi
Matteo glanced over at his brother Giovanni who was clearly distracted. Throughout the entire meet up he was fiddling with his phone and looking frustrated. This was totally unlike him; Giovanni was always focused on work no matter what personal situations were going on at the time. Today on the other hand something was visibly bothering him. "Giovanni" Matteo called out in an attempt to bring him back to the situation at hand. "I said we found one of the guys from the card game". Giovanni nodded "ok good, so what's the plan?" "We're going to send two of our guys on the streets. We've been watching him closely and he doesn't oppose a physical threat". "Sounds good guys, I'll let papa know about this progress". €€€€€€€€€€€ When Emilia walked into her apartment after work she noticed Rosalia had immersed herself in cleaning. Everything was in order and squeaky clean, to the point where Emilia became immediately suspicious. Rosalia was a very clean person when it came to their apar
When Rosalia opened her front door for Giovanni she almost forgot to breathe at the sight of him. She stepped aside and let him in closing the door behind him. "Can I get you a drink?" He smiled noticing the coffee machine; "I'll take a coffee" she nodded walking into the kitchen, "espresso or cappuccino?""Espresso. You're looking better today" he stated eyeing her up and down from the other side of the kitchen counter. Rosalia was dressed in a grey off the shoulder sweatshirt and black short shorts. "Look" she began nervously, "I'm really sorry about last night. Thank you for looking out for me" she could not even look at him when she apologised. She was disgusted in herself and what she had let happen due to her immaturity. "I'm sure you've learnt your lesson Rosalia" she nodded handing him the espresso and sugar bowl. He placed his hand up indicating he did not take sugar. The pair took their coffees and moved to the couch for a seat. "You didn't have to do this you know" he raise
"Who the hell are you?!" Emilia jumped back towards the door after entering her apartment frantically and realising there was a man on her couch talking on his cell phone. She had tried to rush back as soon as she could after receiving a strange text from Rosalia about having to rush home after her drink was spiked.Before even waiting for his reply she bolted into the kitchen grabbing a knife from the chopping block holding it in front of her. Maybe this was the man that drugged her?"I'll call you back" Giovanni stated, keeping his eyes directly on her before ending the conversation. "You must be Emilia" he stood to his feet, eying her up and down, she could not seriously think he would let her stab him with a knife. "What did you do to her?!" She accused him, outraged. He held his hands up in defence trying to calm her down. "I'm the one who brought her home-""To fück her?" She interrupted now angrier than before. He shook his head, "Emilia, why would I still be here if I did tha
'She's nobody'. The words burned into Rosalia's mind for the remainder of the night. She had turned and walked away from him not giving him any satisfaction. 'Nobody' she thought tilting her head back and letting the warm tequila satisfy her need for alcohol at this very moment in time. 'Is that what I would be to him too? Nobody?'"Are you going to tell me your name or what sweetie?" Her thoughts were interrupted by that guy again. He had been following her around the downstairs dance floor and bar for the past hour now. Sure she had let him dance with her, but it was out of frustration. She really wanted to dance with Giovanni, not now though. Not after he decided to disrespect his own date to her. On one hand she was glad little miss blonde bimbo was a nobody, on the other all she could think about was how many 'nobodies' he had and if this casual pursuit of her was just another notch on his conquest belt."Rosalia", she finally replied putting him out of his misery as she leaned o
"When exactly do we get paid for this job?" Bill, one of the guys involved in the card game holdup, asked his friend, a little frustrated. "I mean we did all the work and still nothing, we could've just kept most of it". His friend James shook his head in disbelief before responding. "I told you it would take a while, it won't be long just be patient alright?" He was frustrated with his questions. It was bad enough struggling with the fear and guilt of the crime they had committed against one of the most notorious families in L.A. "You know if we took any of that money they would have found out and we'd be instantly killed so don't be ridiculous. We need to keep a level head. Remember this isn't just about the pay day, if we prove ourselves eventually we might become more".The thought of 'more' excited James. All he ever wanted was more. He dreamed of joining a crew and having people working under him on the streets. That dream was still far away though and realistically he knew it.
"Ah Fratello" (brother) Matteo began with a cheeky and annoying snicker which irritated Giovanni "She really got you there!" Although slightly aggravated Giovanni remained unphased on the exterior to the others. He took a long draw of his cigar and shook his head slightly drawing his attention back to his brothers. "I think she's playing hard to get""Ma dai! (Come on) Is that what you got from that fratello?" Antonio asked, now almost in full fits of laughter, "Because I'm pretty sure she called you old Gio!" He simply shrugged with a smug look on his face as if to say 'challenge accepted'."Seriously though, she's 25 you should let her be. She wouldn't be able to handle our world" "I think she's Sicilian, her last name Bernardi, she has to be from Sicily". This time Nico spoke up instantly, "you should steer away from Sicilian women, especially if you intend to piss her off. Those puttanas can get dangerous". The men burst out laughing knowing very well it was true about most Sicil
The guys somehow secured a small table in the corner of the Boom Box Room which was situated directly across from the dance floor and under the VIP area on the downstairs level. When the ladies returned they were welcomed back with two long glasses of champagne. "Aww thanks David" Emilia smiled, taking the glass and pecking David on the lips thankfully. They sat in the corner on the brown pleated leather couches enjoying drinks and conversation waiting for a familiar song to really start to get loose and dance the remainder of the night away."So I hear you work in a bar?" Ricky asked, trying to get to know his date a little better. She smiled, taking another sip of the champagne and playing with the ends of her hair a little nervously. "I did. I was recently let go though, long story really but I'm sure I'll be fine, I'll be back in the workforce in no time hopefully" he nodded taking his glass of beer and raising it to cheers with her, "well here's to you and job searching on Monday