Dancing with the Don

Gianna Ricca

If he was the son of the italian mafia that meant he basically owned me. he didn't, but he ran stuff around here. not that i'm scared, i've come around many mafia men just not the one who rules the country i live in. once he left, i packed up the store and left since it was technically my day off. i have the weekend off except for one client on saturday morning. so i'm free until then.

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saturday

i was driving to the store when i noticed a tinted porsche following me. i just kept driving to mind my business and pulled into my parking lot. i got out of my car and opened the back door to grab my purse when i heard a voice. "Ms. Ricca." i whipped around and he was just getting out of his car. "Mr. Columbo." i greeted him "can i help you with something? it's not thursday yet and it's my day off" i joked around "im sure you could get me in, yeah?" he looked me dead in the eyes, almost daring me to say no.

"tell me what you need, and maybe i can help you." he walked right up to my car and i tipped my head up the closer he got, not moving from my place. he leaned into my ear, "5 suits, ma'am" 5?!?! "five?!?" what could one man need five suits for? and it's not even been a week since he came in! it's been three days! "you have 30 minutes, Columbo. i have a client at 10:15." ugh! "why do i need to leave for the other client to come, Ricca?" i started walking to the door so he would get a move on and pick out his suits. wait. how did he know to follow me? or what car was mine? "because that's how i work things around here. 30 minutes. go." he chuckled and walked in behind me silently. he walked over to where i showed him his own shit the other day and got the same one, just a different model. in other words his looked way better than the ones he picked out. "where's the dresses, Ricca" to your left, dumbass "right to your left," i said aloud "dumbass." i said to myself "what was that" i looked up smiling at him "what?" he narrowed his eyes and walked over to the sundresses and after looking around for a while, he looked stumped. "come help me pick" i kept my eyes down to my laptop, wanting him to pick and get out. "i'm not repeating myself." i still, kept my head down, typing away on my computer.

i heard him walking over to me, he spun my chair around and gripped my neck. "what did i say, Ricca" i rolled my eyes "time is ticking, Columbo. Five minutes" he chuckled at me "i'll cancel that client and have all of this time to myself, Miss." i narrowed my eyes, "pick a dress, and get out Columbo." he smirked and stood straight while bringing me with him, "who's got your panties in a twist?" he looked down at me. i looked up at him and narrowed my eyes "i have somewhere to be in 45 minutes, so make it quick." he chuckled and picked a flowery flowy sundress and he was finally ready to leave. "come check out" i walked over to the counter and scanned his suits and he said he was paying for the dress with his cousins card. "$22,500 for the suits please" he chuckled to himself and handed me his card "what?" he looked at me "you look pissed" he said. i chuckled "i wonder why" i swiped his card and it went through. i scanned the sundress, "$1,250" "no please?" he teased. i grabbed him my the collar of his suit, "you are my least favorite client, Columbo" he looked me up and down, painfully slow. "sure, ricca."
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saturday night, 3:45

i ended up cancelling my other client because Mr columbo was being a pain in my ass. but once i get home i have to get ready for the new country club opening at 5. the invite said opening at 5, drinks at 6, and dinner between 7 and 9. i ran a few errands after i left the store and went out to lunch with my mom. in about thirty minutes six of my close friends were all coming over to get ready for the opening since we're all members there. it would take me about thirty minutes to get home and i told the girls to just go in if im not home yet.

i got home and two were already there. Aleena and Larissa were in one of my makeup rooms already getting ready. i pulled up at about the same time as all of the other girls. "hey guys!!" everyone said hi and we poured a few glasses of champagne. once we all talked for a moment i went to my closet to find something nice to wear.

i had on a gold maxi dress with custom gold lined ysl heels on. i had a ysl purse as well as their signature earrings. i went back into the ready room in my house and the girls were mostly ready. i was just going to touch up my makeup and asked Larissa, who is a hair stylist to curl my hair while i did my makeup. it was quick and easy and we were all out of the house in an hour. the country club was outside of the city but i had a helicopter on call, so whats a better time to use it? we all piled in and it tooo off and was there in 20 minutes. the views we saw on the way there were incredible. mountains for miles and then we flew over a lake and saw a moose. it was beautiful. "attention, Ms. Ricca, we will be landing in 5 short minutes and the owner of the club will be greeting you at the rooftop." i stuck out a thumbs up since it was way too loud to hear anything.

we were landing on the rooftop and the engine stopped when i noticed someone familiar, i just couldn't place who it was. i was on the end, than larissa, and then everyone else. the familiar man opened the door and stuck his hand out to help me out. i got out and noticed the suit and shoes he had on, when i took off my sunglasses. "oh fuck this" i muttered. it was Columbo. what the hell. "welcome" he chuckled and shook my hand.

"we need to talk, Ricca" i looked back at the girls "can't. i have company." he looked over at them "would you guys mind if i took Gianna on a tour real quick? my buddy diablo will get you all situated with some drinks?" i clenched my jaw and went to walk over to them but he grabbed my waist. "let's go" what the hell? "fuck you" i spat. i came here to have a good time and now im dancing around with the devil. "look. i came here for dinner and drinks but ill be ordering early, because im not staying here till fucking midnight Nicholas." he looked me up and down "oh yeah?"
i looked at him FUMING. "okay, this little 'tour' you wanted to take me on is over, i need to get back to the girls." he chuckled and wrapped his arm around my waist "your 'girls' are being perfectly taken care of by my men. promise." i don't care. i. don't. care. "be careful who you piss off, or you won't have a top line store to buy your suits from anymore."