Luna

What did she get her?

"How should I dress?" I showed Alice two outfits; I had to video call her since I wasn't sure what to wear, and I noticed she was already at the venue, holding a cocktail flute.

"Don't wear the denim gown; I like the polka-dot minidress."

"Thank you"

"I'm getting bored without you, so hurry up and get here."

" Don't miss me too much "

" I'll keep missing you till you arrive, Vincenzo just walked in, girl, that man is hot, I'm glad he likes you."

"Alice, he's dating Rita."

"I don't give a damn about Rita; I'm shipping for the two of you right now, and yeah, you can't pretend you don't know he likes you."

" ALICE"

"I'm serious, it's obvious he likes you; I haven't seen my dear friend so pleased and ready to go pick up a lady from her work in a long time."

"My God Luna, he bribed me with a Maserati, so he could talk to you,"  Alice, Pace, and Francesco all know about Vince always picking me up from work the majority of the time. Our conversation was cut short when Veronica entered the room.

" Ma, your ride is here," Veronica said, and she walked away.

"Vince driver is here; I'll see you shortly." She was about to say something when I said, "Stop, don't say anything."

After she hung up, I put on the polka-dot minidress, an oversize blazer, and Rita Hayworth heels. I chose a Paco Rabanne clutch from my bag and clutch collection.

When I stepped outside, I saw Alex, Vince's personal assistant, standing next to a black Mercedes Benz G-wagon, waiting to pick me up.

As I climbed into the G-wagon, I teased Vince, "You know I told Vince that my driver would drop me off at his place."

He replied as he closed the door, "I don't mind driving you ma."

" Thank you "

The Greco's mansion was a 30-minute drive away. The compound was packed with photographers photographing visitors entering the main mansion.

I could feel and see the paparazzi's emotions as Alex opened the door, eager to see who was getting out of the car. When I got down and they realized I was a nobody, some snapped photos of me while the others searched about for the next victim.

As soon as I stepped into the mansion, I felt self-conscious since everyone's heads swiveled as I went, and all I did was smile at anybody who looked at me. The men gave me a seductive smile, while their women gave me a menacing grimace.

I noticed Vince talking with a bunch of men. Vince wore a shirt, tie, and a tailored blue suit for the occasion. When he spotted me, he waved, drawing the attention of the few guests to me.

I returned the wave. He began heading towards me, stopping a waiter who was carrying six glass cocktails on a tray, of which he took two. He strode magnificently up to me, his teeth gleaming.

"Hey beautiful," he whispered as he handed me a glass.

"Hello handsome." When he heard what I was calling him, he grinned, then I said, "Thanks for the ride."

"I would have driven you here myself."

"Thank goodness you didn't."

"Don't tell me you enjoy Alex presence more than mine"

"Don't tell me you prefer Alex's presence to mine."

I chuckled, "Of course, the paparazzi at the entrance," I pointed out, "they would have gone crazy if we had arrived together, and your Rita wouldn't like it," he didn't respond right away, he was silent for a few minutes.