𝐆𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐨. Model, actress, celebrity. At the age of 22 Gianna already has everything or at least that's what everyone thinks.
But in reality, her life couldn't be more of a mess. Where there's money there's alcohol, where there's pa...
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"Why the fuck am I doing this?" Jesse mutters to himself while I continue to drag him.
I come to a halt when I find a spot with enough space to move around and where I also still have a visual of Gianna and her lover boy, then I get slightly closer to Jesse and start dancing. My feet moving to the eighties music sounding louder than ever before.
"She is not going to like this, I'm supposed to be on her team not yours." He mutters but starts dancing nonetheless. Perfectly matching my rhythm.
"That's the point, she hates that we get along so I'm going to use that." I get closer to him, whispering in his ear so he can hear me over the music.
If Gianna doesn't want to listen to me and would rather keep dancing then we will all be dancing. Play with fire, even if you might get burned — I'm pretty sure that's not how it goes.
"I'm a little confused at this game you two are playing but I must admit I can't wait to see the outcome," Jesse says glancing back towards Gianna who is staring at us with a knowing smirk on her face, one that screams trouble. "That's not good, that look on her face, she knows why you are doing this."
"I know she would, now I just gotta wait for her to react," I smirk back at her, daringly, while also bringing Jesse closer.
I can't stop her from dancing when she is technically not in any harm, but if she does something stupid like I know she will probably do right now, I, as a bodyguard, I'm allowed to stop it, for her safety — obviously.
"You know? You and Gianna are a lot more similar than you may think, and if instead of acting like kids you two decided to actually get to know each other I feel like you could make a great team... maybe even more." Jesse shakes his head laughing lightly as I rest my hand on his lower back. "Oh, I'm definitely dead after this." His head falls back in realisation however it doesn't seem to stop him from dancing. And I must admit he has got great moves.
"There's no way I'm backing down, she was the one to challenge me first," I tell him looking at Gianna who is currently grinding all over Blondie while his hands rest on her hips. The people around them stare as if they were the most interesting thing at the party. But that's not enough, I need a bigger reaction.
"Put your arms around my neck," I tell Jesse who nods in understanding but before he can actually do it I unexpectedly turn him around in a swift motion that makes him curse out loud, loud enough to catch some people's attention and making them turn around to look in our direction.
With his back now against my front and his arms mid-air I take his hands and push him against my body. Trapping him as we both keep dancing to the music, our movements perfectly coordinated.
Just like that, as I expected — and hoped for Jesse and I are now the main attraction, and when I look in Gianna's direction to make sure she saw us I find her staring directly right at me. Blondie's hands still around her hips trying to get her attention back on him.
