𝐉𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐃 [𝐓𝐖𝐎]

thirty-six

"Hmm." Vincenzo pulled back and pretended to think "I Can't recall." He shrugged innocently.

After hearing about the party, Vittoria instantly jumped on the chance to be anything but sober.

She didn't really plan on getting laid tonight (or doing any laying herself) so she dressed more classy than normally.

She flinched ever-so-slightly as she poked a small silver hoop through her pierced ear.
Her hair had been straightened and random chains adorned her neck.

She looked herself over in the mirror and frowned seeing her rolls protrude more (courtesy of the tight strings wrapping around her stomach).

"Stop looking at yourself like that." Killian spoke from the doorway makimg her jump and turn around.

"Like what?" She asked covering her stomach.

Killian didn't answer, but he did lean in and removed her hands from her stomach gently, placing them at her sides.

"Like you're not the most beautiful woman ever created." He said simply, reaching his fingers out to fix her strings.

Once finished, he flashed her a smirk, and Vittoria took the time to look him over.
The chain that hung from his neck glistened in the limelight and his black hair slightly fell into his eyes, making him brush it away.

"Thanks." She curtly spoke up.
Her confidence sparked in the tinisest bit seeing him look her up and down with a look that could only ever be translated to - desire.

He licked his lips and nodded to her thanks before pushing himself off his resting place strolling out.

Vittoria let a breath out and ran a hand through her pin-straight hair.

After everyone had been picked up in the next hour, Vittoria took the time to admire their outfits.

Karine wore a tightly fitting red dress, and paired it with her favorite pair of black go-go boots.