Italicized = Italian
-Greyson's POV-
I woke up to the sound of pounding on my bedroom door. I shot up and grabbed my gun that I keep under my pillow, pointing it at the door as I got up and walked towards it.
"Woah dude, don't shoot your best friend, I just got home!" Nico said, laughing and throwing his hands up in mock surrender.
"Idiot, I almost killed you," I mumbled. Nico and I have been best friends for years. He also runs a mafia out of the city, our mafias are close allies. He's been away on business for a couple of weeks and just got back.
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that." He said. "Anyway, get dressed, we're going out,"
"It's 3 o'clock in the morning dumbass," I muttered. I just fell asleep less than an hour ago.
"And?" He asked. I groaned and told him to fuck off. "C'mon dude, you're always down for a late night hookup at a club." I glared daggers at him.
"Wait, this doesn't have to do with that girl you saved does it? The one you've been watching?" He asked in shock.
"Don't talk about her." I snapped. "I can't get her out of my head dude and I can't even look at another girl without comparing them to her."
"So just fuck her and move on," he said, shrugging.
"I can't just fuck her," I responded. " She definitely isn't the one night stand type."
Nico laughed and pointed at me. I flipped him off and walked back over to my bed.
"I have to meet this girl," he laughed. If he touches her, I'll kill him. Woah. Wait, I didn't actually just think that did I? I shook that thought away and turned back to Nico.
"Get out, let me sleep," I said as I shoved him out the door and closed it. I flipped back down on my bed and envisioned those perfect hazel eyes.
-Vanessa's POV-
I woke up to the faint chirping of birds out the window. I rolled to see Kate sleeping soundly next to me. I looked over to Emma's bed to see Mick still asleep as well. Emma was awake though and was scrolling on her phone.
"Good morning," I yawned.
"It's 2 p.m., we have off work today and it's Saturday, we should go out and do something." She said, looking up from her phone.
"We could go to that club we saw last night," I said, "we'll have to use fake ID's though."
"Oooo yes!" She yelled. Kate jumped awake.
"Wha- who died?" She muttered.
"No one, we're going clubbing tonight." I said laughing.
"We are?" Mick asked, her voice full of sleep.
"Yes, and we should probably start getting ready now," Emma said.
"I call showering first!" Kate said, jumping out of bed and running to the bathroom.
After we all showered we picked out our outfits. I decided on a white lace crop top with a matching skirt and white heels. Emma went with a purple dress that went to about her mid thigh and black heels. Kate wore a black dress that had mesh pieces over her stomach and chest and black heels. Mick decided on a navy blue lace dress and silver heels.
The outfits:
Vanessa's
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RomanceOrcus Book One This story consists of an age gap, and a jealous, possessive, and protective male lead. if you don't like it, don't read. This will be your only warning. Vanessa Miller is a 17 year old American student who went on a trip to Italy as...