The Recipe of Us.

12 | russo's pizzeria

<"Now you're just a stranger with all my secrets.">

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I pushed the back door open and marched through the kitchen.

"Hey you're not supposed to be back here!"

I ignored the voice yelling at me as I quickly walked through the extensive aisles of workers. People stared at me but I paid no attention and scanned the area until I found him. He was looking down at his phone and I stood there like a fool.

As if he could sense me, his eyes snapped up and locked onto mine. In short strides he walked towards me, grabbed my arm and pulled me out of the kitchen and into a back room.

It was really small so there was barely any space to move. "Why are you here?" Gio asked as he looked down at me and I crossed my arms.

"I know what you was doing." I accused as I pointed to him and he raised his eyebrow. "Me?! What the hell was you doing? Coming to my work place with some other guy?" He shot back as he gestured to the door and I sighed.

"Are you jealous? Is that what this is?"

He sighed heavily as he looked anywhere but at me.

"I had no idea you worked here. I've never been here before-"

"This is my family's business. I'm always here."

I paused as I looked at him and he ran his hands through his hair. "Look at me Giovanni." I said sternly and he didn't expect my harshness.

He looked down at me and stared into my eyes, before his narrowed. "Are you...drunk?"

"Yes. No!" I answered and he laughed at me, but it was condescending. The sound pierced through me like a bullet.

I felt like an immature child.

"So you're out, drunk, with this other guy?" He asked and with his height and super large ego, I felt the need to make my point clear.

I was trembling with fear but I stomached it and forced myself to be confident.

"I'm not your girlfriend Giovanni. Besides, I'm not the only one that's been seen out with other people."

He scoffed as his eyes rolled backwards, "What the hell are you talking about now, Riley?"

My mind couldn't help but wander towards what Ava said. Who is this blonde girl?

"I didn't think fucking around with two girls was your thing, and I'm the one that's being shamed here. I'm allowed to have friends, you don't get to be all possessive, you asshole!"

"What the fuck did you just say?!" He yelled and his hand moved towards my face and I visibly flinched. He paused and my chest suddenly rose and fell.

He was going to hit me.

He realised my reaction to his outburst and regret filled his eyes. Silence filled the small room and it was silent outside, meaning everyone could hear us. He tried to move towards me and I immediately backed away. I stumbled into a large shelf and my arm hit a box but I ignored the stinging pain.