The Trillionaire's Highest Bid

Chapter 13

Giovanni's POV

I don't know what came over me but something did. I never apologize to anyone, but I somehow did. I guess I didn't want her to be mad at me, but why? Millions of people hate me but why do I not want her? 

My mind was full of thoughts of my previous actions. The more I think about it the more confused I am. I was on my way to the meeting and I can't focus.

"Sir, we are here." Jeremy said, looking at me with a concern look.

I nodded and went out of the car and into the building. Everyone greeted me and as I do to every greeting I nodded. I went up the elevator, my mind still filled with this morning's incident.

When I got in the conference room, the directors stood up and bowed. I nodded, again. Jeremy removed my coat and they sat back down and so did I. I was on the end of the table and tried to push Miognette at the back of my head.

"Let's get on it." I demanded and they instantly started the meeting.

Meanwhile....@delaspades Villa in Florence

Miognette's POV

"NO! DON'T PLUCK THEM! THEY HURT! NO!" I struggled from the arms of the suit as I kicked off the tweezers from Mr. Abruzzi's hand.

"Madame, we have to, they look thicker than the bushes in the garden!" He insisted

"NO! I SWEAR TO GOD, IF YOU TOUCH MY EYEBROWS I-OW!" Son of a bitch, he still tweezed.

I'm in a convention room. After the garden incident, Mr. Elliot ordered the guards to throw me in the bathroom and had the maid give me a bath, after that he then asked the guards to drag me to the convention room and ziptied me to the chair I was sitting on.

"There finished." Mr. Abruzzi sighed. 

I glared at him and Elliot. 

"Ok! Shoes!" Elliot shouted and on cue 5 maids went in the room carrying 10 paper bags each arm. They were all luxury brand items, from Jimmy Choo's to Christian Louboutin's.

Elliot clapped once and the maid removed the boxes out of the paper bags and took the shoes out, and they were all gorgeous but my eyes was caught by this beautiful ruby red crystal covered and a huge crystal flower like, attached on the front. I sat there, my eyes twinkling at the breathtaking red shoe. 

"Alright, the Red shoe it is." Abruzzi said and my head turned towards him.

He smiled and I returned it. The shoes were brought closer to me and  boy did it shine. 

"We already picked the shoes, now GOWNS!" He shouted at the maids and they exited, then 5 more maids went in, each pushing a rack, gowns protected with plastic hung.

"Now fitting!" 

Oh no..

Giovanni's POV

I close my eyes, eyebrows scrunched together and pinched the bridge of my nose. These guys are giving me a headache. All they ever do is scream. I remained silent while listening to their argument. 

"You got one job! ONE JOB!" 

"PLEASE THE JOB WOULD BE EASY IF YOUR ASS DIDN'T FUCK UP!"

"Oh please stop pretending like your innocent, cause sure as hell you are not!"

"Well yeah? innocent this you bitch!" and instantly things were flying in the air. Books, pens, phones etc.

And instantly the room fell silent.