Chapter 44

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Gianluca's P.O.V.

     "Ha! Yes yes. I'm outside the dinner right now...Don't worry. I'll get the burgers...Yes. Okay...Yes! Bye!" I hang up the phone with Vince, as I get out of the car heading towards my favourite Burger place.

     Joe's Burger Village. Serves up one of the best burgers in the city and not many people know about it because it's hidden pretty well in the city. You have to go to the rougher parts of the city to get to this place. The amount of memories I have in here with my boys is incredible. We always try to make a mess in there and Joe—the chef and owner, would constantly get mad at us but still welcomed us in the next day. He's friends with my father—they go back to high school. It's crazy to think that this man got out of the mob all because of my father. It surprises me to this day.

     Shaking my head, I look at the giant square windows that take up most of the restaurant and my eyes land on a familiar brunette girl sitting inside the restaurant besides the window. My smile widens. I guess Nia comes here too.

     Walking quicker to get to her, I see a boy with dark brown hair approach her. Curiosity builds within me on determining who that son of a bitch is. Moving closer, I make my way to the side of the little diner, looking into their big windows. As if all the air was knocked out of me, I see Fionia sitting with him.

     Antonio Harrison.

     I haven't seen him in a while. Last I saw him was the last day of high school when he and Fionia were just starting their relationship. Last I heard his parents shipped him away to Europe, or that's what Fionia told me. But if she told me that, then shouldn't he still be in Europe? Far away from my girl! Across the ocean away from her! Could she have been lying to me? Feed me that bullshit just to meet him behind my back?

     Maybe they were together this past month! Maybe that's why she hasn't been answering my calls or texts because she was to busy sleeping with her ex behind my back!

     Rage filling my body, I clench my fists and pull out my phone as a plan comes into mind. Pressing Nia's contact, I call her and put the phone to my ear while watching her carefully. She looks at her phone that's on the table next to her, Antonio says something and she shakes her head. He raises an eyebrow as he says something else, and by the look on her face she's clearly annoyed.

     Lifting the phone, she's about to answer when Antonio says something else that causes her annoyed face to turn into one of sadness. She nods her head and puts the phone back on the table. My rage only grows as I call her again. Once again she looks at the phone but she lets it ring, that is until Antonio grabs it and declines the call for her.

     I send her a text.

Hey babe. You want to meet up today? We could go to movies or something. Up to you. -me

     Nia looks down at her phone and grabs it but Antonio snatches it from it from her. Nia reaches over and shouts in protest as he sends me a text and quickly shoves the phone back in his pocket. That little bitch. How dare he take away Fabiana's phone from her! Looking down at my phone, I see the text message that Antonio sent me.

Sorry can't, busy reconnecting with an old friend. Maybe later. -Nia

     Gritting my teeth, I turn around and head towards my black B.M.W. Jumping in, I slam the car door shut and start the engine. It roars to life and before I know it, I'm on the road speeding past everyone to get home before I kill someone out of pure rage. I can't believe she went out with him.

     What the hell does he have that I don't? Am I not a good enough boyfriend? I turned down all those games because I said I love you to her. She knows I love the games and chose her against them but here she is with her ex laughing and smiling—all the things I should be doing with her.

     Worst part is that she hasn't texted me in a month and she was probably with him—doing god knows what behind my back! Gritting my teeth harder, I press down on the gas pedal. I need to get home before I do something that I'll regret.
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     "Dad, we need to talk." I bark, walking into his office and taking a seat in the chair in front of his desk.

     Dad looks at me from behind the computer, his reading glasses on the tip of his nose as he sighs loudly. He removes his glasses and throws them on the desk top. "What's wrong Gianluca?"

     "I want to play Fionia." I smirk, which earns his attention right away.

     "What do you mean?" He raises a dark eyebrow as he leans forwards on his desk.

     "Well, I found her number in my phone," I lie. "And I thought it would be nice to continue the game we were playing before she left. Wher-"

     "Where you play with her emotions." Dad finishes my sentence. "I'm proud that you finally came to your senses." He beams. "So, what do you have in mind for this little game?"
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     Walking into the burger dinner, I wait for Fionia to come. I need this plan to work out perfectly if I want to get everything I need for next year. This is going to be perfect. Watching her crumble and break will only make a true smile appear on my face. I see her walk into the dinner and I try my best not to shoot her with the handgun I have strapped to my waist.

     Waving her over, Fionia takes a seat in the space in front of me. She opens her mouth to ask me something but I cut her off. "Listen, I saw you with Antonio today at lunch. And before you say anything it's not a big deal." I lie, watching as her face falls white.

     "Really?" She gasps.

     Nodding my head, I reach for her hands that are placed on the table. "Really. I trust you that much. As long as you don't leave me for him." I chuckle.

     She giggles, "Never."

     "Why did you guys meet up?" I question. She takes a deep breath and explains to me what happened this past month and why she couldn't text me back.

     A fake frown appears on my face, as I try to hold back my eyes from rolling. I don't believe her one bit, but I need to get information and this time I intend on getting it.

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