enemies.

Madison Giovanni

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Grayson questioned me, pulling me to the side. "Um.. getting a drink?" I spat at him. "You just so happened to be getting a drink the same night as my mission?" He stared into my eyes.

"I guess." I looked around. I walked away from him, walking to the bar. I mean I actually was planning on getting drinks but not exactly from here. I was going to go to a totally different bar but I heard he had a mission here, so I decided to mess with him.

As I sat down at the bar, I heard him speak. "Giovanni, I'm not playing any games. Leave. Now." I scoffed, picking up my menu. "I don't have to go anywhere. You don't own this place Romano."

"Oh yeah?" He asked, taking the menu out of my hands. He flung the laminated paper behind the island table. He grabbed my arm and held my waist. He flung me over his shoulder and began walking to the back exit. I threw punches at his back as an attempt to stop him.

Fail.

After we made it outside, he dropped me down on the ground. I swear he's lucky I was wearing jeans. "I'm not fucking around," he said reaching into his jacket. He pulled out a gun and pointed it towards me. I chuckled. "It'd be a shame if you lost your life over a mission that had nothing to do with you. Right, Giovanni?" He finished, smirking at me.

"Fuck you, Romano."

After that, he walked off without a word.

Did you really think I was just gonna let him get away? Think again.

As soon as the door shut I went around to the front and walked right back in. I looked around for Grayson, trying to avoid him. I ran into the girls bathroom to brainstorm ideas to get revenge. Actually just something to make him mad. After being in the bathroom for about 10 minutes and still having no idea, I decided to just go home.

I was walking to the front door, when a man roared through the speaker. "Madison Giovanni. Coming back for seconds?"

I froze when I heard the voice.

Alessandro Lorenzo.

People started running out the back exit, scared of what's gonna happen next. Cowards. I turned around slowly, pulling my gun out of my pants waist. "Maybe."

I really wasn't but it's whatever.

A bunch of his men started walking out of doors. What the fuck? Like 400 men against one girl?

I took the ponytail out of my hair and loaded my gun when I felt someone standing behind me. Before I could turn around and get ready to fire at them, a voice spoke. "I thought I told you to leave. Not following directions? Typically Madison Giovanni. I would let them finish you but I want to the person to kill you."

I chuckled, aiming my gun at one of them and firing. Boo-yah. One down, 399 to go. Kidding. But holy shit, there's a lot of them. They instantly started firing back. I took a table and knocked it over. I crouched down behind it. I dug into my boots, pulling out two knifes. I coughed getting Grayson's attention, who was crouched behind a table, firing.

I threw the knife towards him. He caught it and smirked. I hate this guy more than you think. I got up from my table, firing while moving my gun left and right, taking out a bunch of men. I heard Grayson chuckle beside me. I walked towards him and crouched next to him. "The fuck is so funny, Romano?" He smirked, firing at the men. "You, Giovanni."

I scoffed. As we continued shooting at Lorenzo's men, the bar door shot opened. Exposing Mr. Romano and my father, Luca Giovanni. As they walked in, my brother walked in behind them. Our dads and their men started firing repeatedly at Lorenzo's goons.

My brother, Matteo walked up to us. "Yo. If you two wanna save yourselves less lectures, You better get into the van. Like right now."

We all exchanged looks, and started walking to the van. Mr. Romano was probably gonna be the maddest at me since I technically ruined Grayson's mission but I didn't really do it on purpose.

As we reached the van, we all got in and waited for our dads. I did have the intentions of fucking up his mission but not like this. I didn't even know Alessandro Lorenzo was even here.

I was interrupted from my thoughts when the van door opened. I braced myself for the lecture I was about to receive. They both sat down and stared at me and Grayson.

"Seriously? I send you on a mission and you let her ruin it?" Mr. Romano questioned. "Well, I didn't necessarily let her ruin it," Grayson began. I shut my eyes. My father is never going to let me do a mission again or even let me go outside. "Hmm." My father hummed, waiting for Grayson's response.

Grayson sighed, "She was just going out for drinks. She didn't know I had a mission here or even knew Lorenzo and his fucking goons we're gonna be there." He finished. I immediately opened my eyes and looked at him. He looked back at me, quickly winking at me.

"I see. Luca, it seems like we just have a miscommunication with my wife. I'll be sure to discuss that with her." Mr. Romano said to my father. He flashed me a smile and walked out the van with Grayson following behind him. Before shutting the van door, he just stared into my eyes with a dangerous look. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Madi, please don't let this happen again. There will be serious consequences next time." My father said trying to suppress his anger.

It definitely wasn't my intention for that to happen. I mean I did know that Grayson had a mission there but I didn't know Alessandro Lorenzo would be there. The most surprising part is that Grayson covered for me. The last time this happened, he told the whole story and I wasn't allowed to do missions until I was 19. I didn't even thank him. Maybe that's why he was looking at me like that? Or maybe because I totally fucked up his mission.

Maybe I'll get his number from my dad and text him.