Art of the Ladydick: The Donna's Love

10.

Another day, another fucking problem. "Is this all of it?" Niko asked Ranaldo as he overviewed the books. Usually, Niko trusted Ronaldo with making sure that the money was organized, but what couldn't go unnoticed was the lack of payments.

"I triple-checked," Ronaldo tells him,

Niko nodded, looking at his friend who sat across from him. "Did you speak to Gio?" he asked as he sat back in his seat.

Pinching the bridge of his nose, knowing how reckless their best friend could be at times, only added to his stress. "You know how he can get," Ronaldo sighed deeply, lifting his glass to his lips and taking a much-needed drink.

Niko chuckled lightly and said, "Yeah, I know. But he means well; you have to give him that." Giovanni was to be his consigliere for a reason. He only needed the word, and that was enough to carry out any order that was given by Niko.

"I just thought you'd want to know in advance why we were cleaning up bodies on a random Wednesday," Ronaldo said,

"As long as those bodies send a loud enough message to the rest, I'm not my father. You miss a payment, you steal from me, you die." Niko's words were a clear indication of his ruthlessness and the extent to which he was willing to go to protect his interests. It was evident that he had learned from his father's mistakes and was determined not to repeat them.

"No, you are not." Ronaldo grinned and said, "You're more unhinged." If it was any of his men who said this to him, he would've had a bullet with their name on it. His friends were different. They were the brothers he never had. Though he was meant to be the don, they weren't afraid to reel him back in if needed. Niko trusted them with his life. He had been through thick and thin with them, and he knew that they would always have his back no matter what. As he set the glass down, he couldn't help but feel grateful for their unwavering loyalty.

Niko smiled, lifting his glass to his lips, and knocked back what was left of the brown liquor. "You would think with Giada being back, I would be saner," he scoffed bitterly, "but it seems like the more she's around, the crazier I become," he muttered to himself as he placed the empty glass back on the table.

"If you were sane, I'd start to worry more than I usually do, Niko." Ronaldo said, "Besides, you're not the only one that's been losing their mind over a woman." If Niko was losing his mind over Giada, they'd both be here all night unpacking the complicated situation that he had with Camila.

"Yeah, you keep your eye on that one," Niko joked, causing Ronaldo to laugh.

The door to Niko's office then opened, and a furious Giada slammed it shut behind her as she stormed inside. Niko and Ronaldo's laughter immediately died down as they both turned to face Giada, who was clearly upset about something. "La voglio morta, e ora!" Giada yelled. Her words echoed through Nikos' office as she clenched her fists in anger, her eyes burning with a fierce determination to carry out her deadly plan.
Translation: I want her dead, and now!

Niko smiled and said, "Hello to you too, my love."

"Niko!" Giada seethed,

"Alright, alright," Niko sighed deeply as he stood, stepping in front of her. "What's the matter? Who needs to die?" Niko asked calmly, rubbing his hands along her arms, trying to calm her down.

Giada asked, "Are you still fucking that bitch Violet?" while pointing angrily at him.

"Maybe I should go," Ronaldo said awkwardly from his seat.

Giadas' eyes fell on Ronaldo, "Don't fucking move!" Giada snapped,

Ronaldo threw his hand up in defense, "No problem." He said, falling back into his chair,

"Why would you ask me that?" Niko asked, drawing Giada's attention back to him.

"That bitch seems to think that whatever you two had or have is still current enough to challenge and threaten me." Giada explained,

Violet had balls, Niko had to admit, but given how enraged Giada was at the moment, he knew that if he didn't intervene, Violet would be dead by morning. Though he had to admit it made him hard seeing Giada like this. Jealous. "I will speak to her," he said, kissing her lips softly.

Giada pulled away, looking into his eyes, "speak to her or fuck her?" Her voice was laced with jealousy and suspicion.

Niko cracked a smile, wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer. Niko suddenly slammed his lips onto Giadas' as he swiftly entwined his tongue with hers. Giada reciprocated the kiss, feeling her heart race with excitement. They broke apart, gasping for air, and Niko whispered in her ear, "I will speak to her, Giada."

She was left flustered and wanting more after Niko left to get himself another drink, even though all she wanted was for him to have his way with her in his office. Not to mention that his best friend was still present in the space, Giada needed to remind herself of her purpose for being there.

With his back still turned, Niko then said, "While we're on the topic, what is going on between you and that friend of yours?" He asked, turning to face her with a fresh drink in his hand.

"I'm sorry?"

"The Russian," he growled as his thick, dark brows furrowed.

Giada crossed her arms over her chest and said, "Hailey is my girlfriend." She said confidently, A bit too confidently for both Ronaldo and Nikos' liking.

"La tua ragazza." Niko scoffed bitterly into his glass before taking a long drink. "Vuoi dire che era la tua ragazza?"
Translation: "Your girlfriend. You mean she was your girlfriend?

His hard, brown eyes were now fixed on hers, and the tension was deafening. "I actually wanted to speak to you about that too."

Hearing him inhale and exhale loudly, as well as the tapping of his ring-clad finger against the glass, made Giada feel anxious. Ronaldo watched his friend with careful eyes as he sat back down across from him. "What is there to speak about? You are my Donna. Whatever phase you're going through with her is over."

"Excuse me."

To Be Continued.

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