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I lift the weights before Giovanni comes into the gym and takes them from my hand, "Call her Enzo." He'd been nagging me 24/7 to call Elora and I was tempted until she showed no interest. "Im not fucking calling her, she told me she has a life and she wanted to get back to it, I don't factor into her life." "I invited her to the party tonight so you'll have to see her," "Do you want me to call Katarina and confess your secret love to her?" I was in a bad mood to say the very least, I was always in a bad mood.
"It's not the same, you and Elora are made for each other, you and I both know it." I ignore his words and go back to lifting the weights, "You'll see her tonight and the thought of anyone else's hands on her drives you," "Shut the fuck up Giovanni you don't know anything."
He was right, the thought of anyone else touching her was driving me insane, the thought of another man inside of her made me go into a blinding rage, but what could I do about it?
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It'd been weeks, two, since Enzo dropped me off at my apartment, we haven't talked or anything and I wasn't sure I wanted to. Things are normal again, work, drama, gossip, cuddle with Derek, talk to Rose on the phone for hours until I fell asleep, repeat. Until Giovanni called me and invited me to a party at Enzo's house, I said I would go, it's tonight and I don't know how to feel about seeing him.
I'd already picked a dress.
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It was 7 pm and Giovanni said he'd pick me up at seven-thirty, I poured myself two glasses of wine already, this was my third. I quickly finished the glass before looking at myself in the mirror again.
