Nicholas Columbo

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she was getting fucking annoying, and i don't know what made me act irrational to take her by herself to have a tour but she draws me in, she's a very reserved person. needless to say her attitude was getting old. i get she wants to make a point to something but she's a goddamn brat. she was talking to me and i got a call on my phone that i had to take, so i went to the elevator and heard her call out my name, assuming she was going to make a snarky remark, i pushed the button in the elevator. i forgot she doesn't know how to get around here, shit.

i was having a drink with my brother and right hand man, diablo. we were sitting watching over the club part of the place and saw Gianna's group of people, but i didn't see her with them. i waited a few minutes and kept sipping on my drink and notified my men to look around keenly for her.

45 minutes had passed and i heard nothing from my men, so i took it upon myself to go find her. i looked in the food court, the club, bar, everywhere. i walked up the stairs to the rooftop and heard yelling, so i opened the door and saw Gianna yelling at a man who wouldn't get his hands off of her, i knew who he was. he's 52 and was in jail for rape and many other things, and she wasn't about to be a reason.

"get off of me you creep!" she was fucking furious. i walked over behind her so the man could see me, but she couldn't. i looked down to the man and clenched my jaw as he bent down. "i'm so sorry sir. it won't happen again. i'm so sorry" he was scared shitless of me and my men, it wasn't even funny. "you know who's with me and who isn't ronald. i catch you fucking touching her again and i'll send my men. hear me?" he nodded "yes or no!" "y-yes s-sir" "god you're a fucking joke. get out of here. i don't want to see you again." by now she looked calmed down and was leaning her ass on the railing.

"i had it under control nico" she looked at me with tired eyes "will you give me a ride home please, im tired" i chuckled "your friends went with my men to our house" she looked at me "okay? and i need a ride home" i shook my head "cmon"

i led her down the stairs to the main area and picked up two bottled waters for us for the ride. we walked out to my car and i opened the door for her, she turned around and glared at me. "im not your girlfriend, go get in the damn car" i chuckled. "if you're not my girlfriend you can't tell me what to do, Gianna." she was getting mad again and it was kind of funny. it seems like she tends to get mad when someone puts her in her place or she realizes she's wrong. she got in the car and cracked open a water to take a sip. she closed her eyes once we got onto the highway and leaned against the window, falling asleep i think, not that i care. "Gianna were here" she woke up and glared at me "how the fuck do you know where i live if i didnt tell you?" "your friend told my brother, who told me so i could get you home." she looked furious "what friend Columbo." she narrowed her eyes at me "doesn't matter who" "yes it fucking does! i don't need the Don knowing where i live!" i chuckled "too late now" "whatever. goodnight." she got out of the car and slammed the door extra hard and walked to her door.

i figured out from a friend that she was headed for vacation in the states, the Caribbean actually. i cleared some of my men's schedules so they could go and keep an eye on her. she's too precious to lose.

i drove home and called for a meeting for in the morning, then called some chuck because i could use a good fuck. it's been awhile and they all know that we have no sort of relationship and that i'm not a relationship kind of person so there is no chance.

i was pounding into the blonde beneath me but i couldn't seem to get one beautiful brunette out of my head. she was like a bug stuck in my hair, following me everywhere. i couldn't stand the girl that was under me right now, she's fucking obnoxious and barely even has a good pussy. not obnoxious in the way Gianna is though. fuck. why am i even thinking about her?

i sent the girl out and got in the shower. tomorrow i need to call a meeting to let my men know what's going on. i will send a few to keep an eye on her, but from afar. the others will stay here and fix the issues i've been having at my club. i would have my tech guy, frances look into her and her buisness, what she has accomplished and where she started. i wanted to find out the other little details on my own. the reason why she's so secure, and figure out how to fix that attitude of hers.

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monday morning, 8:50am

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diablo

me:
yo, i need you to set up a staff meeting for 9:15 with the tech wing and my soldiers. in be in the conference room at 9:15 sharp.

diablo:
got it brutha. you want pablo there too?

me: he's the head of tech, yes i want him there

diablo:
on it. 9:15 sharp.

*read by me*

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i got ready, put the new suit on and went to the conference room.

everyone was already there talking, but when i walked in they all went silent and sat down. once i sat they all did a quick nod "boss" i nodded.

"i have a task for you all, an important one actually." they nodded "frances. i have a lot for you to do, as well as your assistants. you can take the information i give you how you like, but i need it done by the day after tomorrow. everyone else, you are here to support." frances pulls out his laptop while i pull out a cigarette and kick my feet up onto the table and smoke "a female named Gianna Ricca, 24 years old, owns the business where we have gotten our most recent suits. she is going on a trip to new york next week and i need you to find where she's staying, what she's doing, and who she'll be going with. now, ronaldo, i need you and your best 12 men to hop on a plane when frances gets his job done and get settled in NYC to watch her from afar. do not fuck this up, and frances, let me know when you have the job done." i handed him a slip of paper with all of gianna's information on it in hopes he could get it done in time. if not, he's fucked.

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i'm liking him so farrrr
i'm trying to drag them hooking up or whatever on for as long as i can, because i have the perfect idea for it!!

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