Dancing with the Don

Gianna Ricca

i'm going to NYC for a week and i leave tomorrow. i'm not sure what im doing there, but i do know that i have one client and she requested that i bring one of my dresses and a specific bag for her to look at. other than that i would probably just work on my laptop.

i was at the store getting some clothes because i wanted something new to bring to New York. i grabbed a couple new pairs of leggings and some sweatshirts. i bought a dress or two just in case i decide to go out but that was it. it was about 6:00 so i wanted to get home and to sleep since i fly out early tomorrow.

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6am

we were pulling up to the tarmac, there was me with two body guards then a car with bodyguards behind us just for extra precaution. i got out and got my things to get on the plane with and waved goodbye to my people and climbed on the plane.

when i was settled and we were taking off, i put my phone on airplane mode and one of the girls came through to offer me food or a drink. i just got some chips and a water to start, but this would be a long flight.

i was getting ready to go into the bedroom of the jet when one of the girls that worked on the plane called out to me, "Ms. Ricca! someone is calling your work phone!" i got up from my seat and headed towards the phone, i didn't look when i picked it up, wanting to get it over with. "good afternoon, Gianna speaking." i heard some talking in the background "ah, didn't tell me you were going to new york." "i don't need to tell you where i'll be all the time" "hey, is the store open today? i need to pick up a few suits" "it's not but if it was urgent i could get someone in there." he chuckled "no, no. i'm good, there's an auction in the states tonight and im flying out so i was just wondering if i could grab one" "why are you going to the auction" he chuckled "the same reason most go Gianna, to bid" i scoffed "k, talk to you later."

we got into new york shortly and i went straight to the hotel to get ready, and i had an hour and a half to get somewhat decent and dressed. i picked out a tight black dress and some gold jewelry along with gold lined YSL heels.

within an hour and 15 minutes i was ready, so i called my driver to come pick me up and bring me to the auction which was being held at one of the local buildings down here. i was sharing a table with a few other people who i didn't know.

we arrived at the auction and i was the first one at the table we were at and lots of people were still rolling in. a young couple greeted me and sat down at the table, along with an older man. they were serving drinks when they put a glass of whiskey at the empty spot so i guess they know who is sitting there.

the young woman i was talking to was next to our table and she was so nice. she said her husband was apart of the american mafia and he married her. i also learned they have a couple kids too, "yes! i'm not quite sure-" and here comes nicholas. what the hell. he walked right in between us and spun my chair around to face the table as he went by.

i whispered to him "what the hell is your issue?" he looked over at the woman announcing the auction "they're not good people" i rolled my eyes and scoffed "maybe not to you! they seem fine to me!" i whisper yelled "trust me. they don't like me. and once they know you're with me they won't like you either." i kicked his leg under the table "i am not with you!" i said out loud, making our table look at us. "excuse us please." he said and grabbed my wrist to pull me up. we walked into a hallway where i could talk as free as i want. "i am not with you nicholas." he sat me down at a couch "i think you are, Gianna." i clenched my jaw "no. i'm. not." he looked me up and down, painfully slow. "you are right now" i scoffed. "i don't fucking need you to keep me company. if i did i would have invited you to come with me." i looked him up and down "nice suit there, Columbo." he smirked "beautiful fucking dress, Ricca" i glared at him

"why don't you like the people at the table?" he shook his head "for another time" i rolled my eyes and took a sip of my drink, which was a red wine. i went to get up and nico held his hand on my waist "stay with me tonight, Gia" he sounded nice for once. he was always demanding things, or being cold, but right now he kind of had an odd warmth in his eye. i smirked "pay for my food, drinks, and ticket and i'll stay" he nodded "deal."

we got up from the couches and went back to our table and sat down, he was right. those people i was talking to earlier were glaring at me and talking into their earpieces looking across the room at a man in all black near the stage. i thought nothing of it and i kept paying attention to the auction. "and for another vehicle, a 2023 Porche GT3 RS. starting in at $775,000." the man spoke into the speaker. nico put his card up when he saw i had mine up. i scoffed and held my card up as the price went up. $790,000, then $800,000, then $800,500 and up and up and up. i hope he knows im not giving up anytime soon. it's a black porsche and i was the one looking at it earlier. not him. it got up to $2.4m when i glanced over at the couple that was glaring to see that they were gone.

i had a bad gut feeling and i see them all spread out around the ballroom. they had earpieces and guns like they were ready to shoot. i tapped nico nonchalantly "nico don't look over there, but we need to book the fuck out of here. that couple has snipers on us and they're getting ready to shoot" he chuckled "nicholas im serious" "im gonna win the bid Gia" i was starting to panic. once this car was sold i assume they were going to fire. BAM BAM BAM i looked over at nico and he looked calm, like he's a pro at this. "get all of my men out here now." he pulled out a gun and gave it to me, "come with me, if you see anyone following us, shoot. give my men two minutes and they'll be here gia." i wanted to protest but guns were the only sound you could hear and i was shaking like no one's business so i nodded.

three minutes later his men showed up in a black car. he told me to get in the back seat and that these men would keep me safe or something? i wasn't paying attention but i think that's what he said. "if i get home and there's a single scratch on her fucking head, you all are in deep shit. hear me boys?" i widened my eyes and he came to my window to get the gun and started to walk off, "hey! aren't you coming nicholas?" he turned around and smirked "worried about me?" he was joking around and the building behind us was getting shot up, "oh shut up." his men started driving and he walked back into the building.

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YES YES YES.

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