Mafia's girl

Chapter 23

            Three days later, I, Pam and Massimo were sitting on the roof top drinking champagne while finalizing last minute travel details.
        We were leaving the next morning. Our first destination was a private Island in Sicily only accessable by boat and apparently Alessandro owned. Cue the eye roll.
          From there we headed to Rome, but first the Island. Alessandro’s helicopter was supposed to pick us up the next morning by nine a.m and take us to his famous yacht that allegedly cost around eight hundred million dollars. The yacht would then take us to the Island where we were spending a couple of days.
           “Okay guys, I'm gonna head to bed now, gotta be up early.” Massimo said getting up and heading in.
          I and Pam stayed a while longer catching up and getting drunk I didn't even realize much I had missed her until now.
             We headed back in later that night. As I was about to enter my room,  one of the guards brought an envelope that was sealed and addressed to me.
           I took the envelope and entered my room before tearing it open. A note fell out, with black card that literally had no limit.
               I quickly pick up the note and read. “For you princessa, make sure you have the time of your life. Do not spare any expense.” signed with the first letter of his name A. Oh, my God. So I could literally buy like a mansion or whatever. He always had a way of confusing me. I was supposed to be mad at him. I took out my phone wondering what to text him in response. I decided on a simple thanks. I typed it out then erased it, as I tried erasing it, my finger mistakenly hit the send button. I looked in horror, I had sent him a T. This wasn't it, I checked and saw in horror as the read notification showed. I just had to make sure I left before I ran into him the next day.
        The next morning while we were heading to the chopper, I turned around and faced them.
        “Guys, guess what I have with me.” I asked them.
        “Uhmm, belleza just tell us, we don't have all morning.” Massimo said impatiently.
       I rolled my eye at him then plucked the card out of my purse. “Tada” I said grinning while holding the card up.
         “What’s that?” Pam asked. “Oh my God, is that a black card? Alessandro’s black card?” she added, her eye wide open.
        “Che cazzo! My brother has really lost his mind. He didn't even give me, his only beloved brother.” he said feigning anger.
        “Bye Massimo, the millions sitting pretty in your account says hello.” Pam rolled her eyes at him.
       “Whatever, let's get on this damn chopper now.” he replied.

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               It's been two weeks of crazy fun and pure extravagance. God, Massimo knew how to party. From the exclusive yacht parties, to private Islands to beach parties to dinner at the most exclusive restaurants in Italy. So crazy that Massimo bought a five star hotel just because a manager tried to kick us out because Massimo was so drunk, well we were all drunk but Massimo and some of his friends were so noisy and disturbing the guests. Yeah, that crazy.
           We were always in the tabloids. The wayward brother of one of the worlds richest billionaires. Did I forget the time Massimo and his groupies almost burnt down a club.
         Throughout this trip, I probably didn't sleep for more than two hours.
            In as much as this trip was totally out of my comfort zone, I did have fun though.
           But as much as I had I couldn't wait to get home and just enjoy the peace and quiet. Especially get some much needed sleep.
         The driver stopped in front of the house as I am brought out of the reverie.
           The guards took out my luggage which was probably a thousand. I shouldn't have listened to Massimo each time he dragged us on those shopping spree.
        Speaking of him, he had ditched us as soon as the boat docked saying he had a date, while Pam had taken another car straight to Lorenzoʼs place.
   So that left me alone. Honestly, I welcomed the peace and quiet.
       I got in and went straight to my room. I kept getting notifications upon notifications asking me for my plans later that night. It was Friday.
          Did I mention I made more than a dozen friends on this trip? They were all cool people anyway.
        I woke up an hour later hungry, checked the time and saw it was quarter past midday.
        I got up and headed to the kitchen to get something to eat.
          As I descended the stairs, I came face to face with Alessandro. We hadn't seen each other in two weeks and I hadn't heard anything from him.
          Truthfully, it was a bit weird and nerve racking seeing him after all this while while and drama.
      “Hey,” he greeted. “Hey” I replied looking down. God, this nerves would be the end of me.
     “How was your vacation?” he asked. “It was okay.” I shrugged. “Just okay? That's not what the tabloids said.”  he said grinning. Wait, was he making a conversation? Oh my God, this was so embarrassing. I blushed.
             “Well let's just say Massimo knows how to party a little too well.” I replied.
         “Mhmm!” he nodded biting into an apple he was holding. God, was it weird that I wanted him to bite into me like that apple? I pinch myself inwardly.
             My eyes take him in. The shirt was a tard bit too tight. You could see every muscle that was molded unto him. And then the sweat pants, then that tussled hair, I wanted to run through it while riding...... Did something turn off the air conditioner? Because it was so hot. I'm jolted back to reality. Suddenly, I look at him and there is this gleem in his eyes that tell me he caught me checking him out. It is quickly gone through. I face palmed inwardly.
            We remain silent for a moment. It was like we were both gathering our thoughts before we could speak.
          Then Alessandro spoke up. “Princess, I am really sorry for everything that I must have done to hurt you. I know this is a little late but I still wanted to say it.” he said.
         “Well, we both have our share of blame. This is the mature Part of me talking.” I say laughing.
             He smiles along then holding his hands out he says, “So, truce?” I stare at the hand for a moment, then take it in mine “Truce”I reply.
          He doesn't let my hand go immediately. My mind couldn't help but wander. His palm was rough yet it felt tender. His palm swallowed mine. I couldn't help but wonder what it would feel like caressing my body. I jolt back to reality.
         I quickly snatch back my hand back. Then he speaks up “Since we have a truce, do you mind doing me a favor?”
           “What's your favor?” I asked him suspiciously. “Well, you see, there is this ball that's going on tonight. I was invited and everyone are supposed to come with a plus one, would you go with me?” he asked meekly. Sometimes, it was hard to imagine him as the intimidating billionaire/drug lord he was.
       His eyes told me he was expecting me to decline. “Yes, I would.” I answered. “Wait, for real?” he asked.
       “Sure, why not?” I answered back.
      “Okay, it's a date then.” he beamed at me. “Hold on, if you are just asking me, who were you planning on going with before? She stood you up?” I narrowed my eyes at him.
        “I wasn't planning on going.” he replied. “Okay” I answered. “Wait, is it the ball I am thinking about we are going to? As in the ball?” I asked wide eyed.
          “Yeah,” he answered nonchalantly. “Oh God, Alessandro, and you are just telling me? I literally have nothing to wear.” I exclaimed.
          “Really?” he asked genuinely amused. “You mean to tell me that after all the thousands of dollars you guys spent shopping, you have nothing to wear?”
         “were you stalking us big guy?” I asked him narrowing my eyes.
        This made him laugh hard. “I don't need to that princess. You forgot its my card you mostly used, so I get all these details.”
          “Oh” I answered looking down. “You sound disappointed. Did you want me too, Cara Mia?” he asked taking a step towards me.
         “What?” I asked in shock. Did you miss me? Because if you did, all you needed to do was give me a text. You know I always have time for you.” he said winking. “I should go get ready now.” “Hold on, I would bring your card down.” I added.
             “Keep it, I don't want my princess wanting anything when I am not there.” he said smiling genuinely.
            “Okay.” I answered turning to go. “The event is four Oʼclock but we should be there at most by seven PM, so I need you to be ready and down here by six thirty at most.” he said all business like. I wondered where the man I had spoken to a moment ago was. I turned and hurried off.
            “SOS” I sent to the group chat I shared with Massimo and Pam. “So you guys heard anything about the ball?” I asked. Pam said Lorenzo just told her about it and Massimo said he was planning on going with his new designer boyfriend.
           What does one wear to a party that was for the elites, for who was who in the fashion industry, art world, top business men and women, it was equivalent to the met gala only with a little less extravagance.
            I got dressed and set out to meet the other two at our agreed point of rendezvous.