In which mafia princess gianna caruso, giovanni and naomi's daughter, falls for two boys at once; one, her bodyguard and the other, hiding a dark secret.
After quickly getting over his initial shock, he gets up to follow after her. He gives her some space by watching her from the balcony as walks into the lobby and talks to the front desk guy. He figured there would be some communication issues but there weren't any as he nods and points outside and makes some gestures. She nods along and smiles before walking off.
Gianna walks off to the side of the building and notices two pay phones on the wall like the guy said they would be. Dear lord, she didn't know how a pay phone worked at all but today was the day to find out.
The man kindly gave her some coins but they were only enough to make one phone call. Thinking hard about she she really wanted to call, she followed the instructions and dialed the number that she had burned to memory and was almost an instinct to call at this point.
"Please pick up, please pick up..." she muttered to herself as a form of prayer.
"Hello?" The deep voice answered, sounding a bit tired.
"Roman?" She says into the phone.
"Gianna?" He perked up at the sound of her voice. "Gianna, oh my god, where are you? Are you okay?" He asked in concern. "Who are you with?"
"I'm fine, I'm just really tired," she tells him. "I'm in a motel in Mexicali. It's some California border town," she tells him. "Tell my dad to send someone please-"
"I'm already on my way. I️ should be there in a day. Stay right where you are," he tells her.
"What?! You're in Mexico?" She gasps. "I️ thought my dad would've fired you by now."
"He did. I️ came here on my own," he tells her. "I️ told you, even if you dad fired me, I️ would always have your back," he recalls the promise he made to her back when she was sixteen. "I'm coming baby, just hang in for one more day, alright?"
"Okay," she laughs. "I'm at Motel Mexicali. Very original," she rolls her eyes. "Room 210."
"Motel huh? You must be suffering," Roman takes the moment to laugh at her demise and she almost appreciated it. It made her felt normal.
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"Ha ha," she says dryly. The phone warns her she had one minute left. "I'm running out of minutes. I'll see you tomorrow."
"Stay safe," he tells her.
"I️-" she froze. "You too," she nods before hanging up. Did she almost tell him she loved him? Shaking it off, she turned around only to almost bump into another man that she didn't noticed was behind her all along. He didn't look intimidating but he did look like a sleaze, eyeing her up and down like a piece of furniture. "Excuse me," she says, trying to walk around him when he blocks her. She started getting fed up.
He started speaking to her in Spanish but only caught a couple of words. It sounded like he was asking her where she was going but she rolled her eyes and said, "Sorry, no habla Español." She now fully shoved him aside, only for him to yell in Spanish once again. Suddenly he grabbed her arm and yanked her back into the wall, making her scream, hoping someone would hear. He covered her mouth and his whole arm came down on her neck, almost choking her. She used her legs and kicked in the balls, making him fall over in pain.
