DAY 9

"We're really counting on you" I said to Giovanni, as he buttoned up his shirt. "Farò la mia parte dell'accordo, a patto che tu prometta di fare la tua." He smirked. (I'll do my end of the deal, as long as you promise to do yours.)

"Don't you think going to Germany with you, is a little too much?" I asked, frowning at him. We came to a conclusion last night, he agreed to help with Roberto. Only if, I go with him to Germany, next five months.

"Non pensi che coinvolgere i miei uomini in tutto questo sia troppo?" He argued, and I bit my bottom lip to stop the harsh words from coming out of my mouth. (Don't you think involving my men in this is too much?)

"Smettila di morderti le labbra, mia volpe nera. Ti chiamo quando Roberto è pronto a confessare." He announced walking out of my room. (Stop biting your lips, my black vixen. I'll call you when Roberto is ready to confess.)

Yesterday was eventful. And no we didn't have sex, but he slept over.I told him all about our plans, and he agreed to help. (Only after he was sure I'd fulfill my part of our deal)

FLASHBACK TO YESTERDAY NIGHT.....

"Talking about help, I need your help" I said, gulping my drink and grabbing his hand. "Where are you taking me, Mia volpe nera?" He asked, his voice husky and deep. (My black vixen)

Ignoring him, I weaved through the sea of people, smirking at Tiffany when I saw her glaring at me. (Ahhh I got the attention of the only guy she wants joy)

"If you wanted me in your room, all you had to do is ask Tesoro." He voiced out, smirking when I locked my room door.

"Oh shut up Giovanni." I hissed, taking of my heels. "Fuck my legs are so sore" I muttered to myself, sitting on my bed and massaging my feet.

"Ahh you know my name?" He asked rhetorically. "Obviously Gio-va-nni" I said slowly, making him chuckle.

"Vuoi scoparmi? È questo l'aiuto di cui avevi bisogno?" He asked, taking slow calculating steps towards me. (Do you wish to fuck me? Is that the help you needed?)

"As tempting as that sounds, no. It's for a different reason" I said, my expression serious. "Hmmm, dovrebbe essere divertente. Sto ascoltando." He sat down on the chair in the corner of my room. (Hmmm, this should be fun. I'm listening.)

"Cool. Okay so, you know Vivica?" I asked him, hoping he'd say no. (If he has fucked Viv, then this would be a very awkward conversation)

"Ohh the blonde chick? L'ho scopata un paio di volte, prima di sentire che si era licenziata." He shrugged, crossing his legs. (I fucked her a couple of times, before I heard she quit.)

"Ahhh I figured. But anyway, that's none of my business. It's not like I care about who you fuck and who you don't. I mean, you're your own per___" I babbled

"Go straight to the fucking point woman. I don't have all night" he grunted, cutting me off. (Okayyy, that was embarrassing. Way to go Mel)

"Right. As I was saying, she left because she was framed by Tiffany and Roberto. We need you to__" I started, only to be interrupted by Giovanni again.

"Wait a minute, you mean Roberto Castro?. And what the fuck do you mean by we?" He asked, getting interested in my explanation.

"Yes The Roberto Castro. And we as in, Gianna and Martinez." I explained, glaring at him for interrupting me.

"Martinez? That name sounds familiar. But continue your explanation." He urged. (So now you're suddenly interested, big boy)

Clearing my throat, I continued; "Tiffany wanted to get rid of Vivica, so she set her up with Roberto. They played her sex video in front of everyone present in the club. That made her quit. We want revenge, and we need your help" I finished in one breath.

"If I get you correctly, a stripper quit her job because her sex video was shown to everyone?Ridicolo." He chuckled, and I must say Giovanni chuckling is the most beautiful sight ever (focus Mel!!)

"And why exactly are you laughing?" I spat. "No offense but, it's just funny how your jobs are to get naked in front of horny men and yet, your friend quit because her sex video was leaked. Why did she make it when she knew the risk?" He said, raising his brows.

"I'm offended Giovanni, because people like you are the reason why the society paints stripping as a bad thing. And she didn't agree to making the video, that's the whole point of getting revenge stupido." I yelled at him, my face getting redder every second.

"Hmmm, alright. No need to get upset. What do you need from me?" He asked, raising his hands up in surrender.

"We need you to make Roberto confess." I whispered, looking at my fingers. "Per favore, dimmi come ti aspetti che lo faccia?" He asked. (Please do tell how you expect me to do that?)

"Oh drop the act Giovanni, I know who you are and what you do. If there's anyone that can help with this, it'd be you" I huffed, folding my hands.

"I see. You think you know me Tesoro, but you know nothing about me. Torturing Roberto would be easy, but I don't help people for free" he said , smirking at my confused expression.

"Tor_Torture? I didn't say anything about torturing him." I gasped, staring at him (how is he so calm in every situation?)

"Ti aspetti che Roberto confessi dopo uno o due drink? Torturarlo è più veloce e l'unico modo che conosco per trattare con bastardi come lui." He said, raising a brow. (You expect Roberto to confess after one or two drinks? Torturing him is quicker and the only way I know how to deal with bastards like him.)

"Well I don't know, won't it cause problems between the two families?" I asked, knowing it will surely cause problems.

"It will but, it'll pass" he shrugged, loosening his tie. (Ehh what is going on?) "Ohh, so what you said earlier, about not doing things for free? What do you want?" I asked

"Io partirò per la Germania fra cinque mesi, tu verrai con me. Quando saremo lì, continueremo questa discussione." He explained, searching my eyes for any emotion. (I'll be leaving for Germany five months from now, you will be coming with me. When we get there, we'll continue this discussion.)

"What? Germany?" I whisper-yelled. (Oh hell no. I ain't going to Germany with a stranger) "Yes Germany." He nodded.

"That's _ That's not fair. I just asked for a little favor, and you want this in return?" I hissed, standing from the bed and pacing around the room.

"Yes I want this. It's either this or no deal." He said, checking his wrist watch. "Ahh look, it's midnight already, I guess I'm staying the night" he announced, taking his clothes off.

"Fine, I accept." I huffed, (this is for Vivica) "Fine to what? Staying the night, or going with me to Germany?" He asked, getting himself comfortable on my bed.

"To both jackass" I muttered, going into the bathroom (this dress is way too itchy and uncomfortable)

FLASHBACK OVER...

Sighing as Giovanni closed my room door, I climbed off the bed and walked towards my bathroom. (What have I done? Made a deal with the devil?) "fuck" I whispered, squashing toothpaste on my brush.

"Fucking hell, can I not live in peace" I yelled as I heard my phone ringing in the room. Rinsing my mouth, I hurriedly went into the room to retrieve my phone.

"Hey Mel!!!" Vivica squeaked into the phone. "Hey. What's got you so happy?" I asked, supporting my phone with my shoulder and walking into my closet.

"Guess" she suggested with a giggle. "Ehh that won't be possible, because I'm really bad at guessing" I replied.

"Ohh such a kill joy. I'll tell you anyway, I'm coming back to Italy tomorrow" she gushed, and I dropped the shirt I was holding out of shock.

"Coming to Italy? Why? What happened?" I panicked, "what do you mean why? I live there remember? I told you I was going for ten days" she explained.

"But_ But I thought you lied about that too" I hissed, making her wince. "Shit, I'm sorry Viv. That came out wrong" I apologized

"No it's fine. I was serious by the way. Rose will pick me up. Tell Gianna, gotta go pack." She said, hanging up.

"Shit shit shit" I muttered, running out of the closet and into my room. "I need to speak with Gianna now" I said to myself, running down the hallways towards Gianna's room.

"Ahhh, è la nuova cagna." I heard a very familiar voice snarl, from behind me (now's not the time Tiffany).

(Ahhh, it is the new bitch.)

"Ahh, it's Tiffany and her toys" I said, turning to face Tiffany and two plastic looking girls. "Ouu, she has a sharp tongue." The one with huge tits and blonde hair said.

"Hah hah" I muttered, rolling my eyes. "Non pensare perché Giovanni ti sta fottendo, ti rende intoccabile. Si è scopato anche Vivica, ma ho comunque a che fare con lei. Non dimenticare quello." She tutted, walking away with her toys. (Do not think because Giovanni is fucking you, makes you untouchable. He fucked Vivica too , but I still dealt with her. Do not forget that.)

"Such a whiny little bitch" I said, continuing my walk to Gianna's room. (I have more important things to do)

"Hey we need to___"I barged into Gianna's room, my sentence cut short when I saw them making out. (Not again) "do you mind Mel?" Gianna asked, and I turned around so they could rearrange themselves.

"Pensavo avessi chiuso a chiave la porta?" Gianna hissed, asking Martinez. (I thought you locked the door?)

"Beh, non pensavo che qualcuno si sarebbe intromesso, specialmente questo idiota." Martinez said, loud enough for me to hear. (Well I didn't think anyone would barge in, especially this idiot.)

"Ahh i cockblocked a douche" I said, smirking at Martinez when I turned back around. "Bitch" he grunted, earning a smack from Gianna.

"What is it you wanted Mel?" Gianna asked, clearly pissed at me for interrupting them. "Vivica is coming back tomorrow" I informed her, running my hands through my hair.

"What? Coming back? What do you mean she's coming back?" She asked, both of them staring at me confusedly.

"She's coming back to Italy" I said, sitting on her bed. "I thought you said she was gone for good" she asked me.

"Well that was what I thought too. Turns out she didn't lie about being gone for ten days" I explained.

"Shit, this is bad. This is really bad." She stated, pacing around her room. "How was the talk with Deluca?" Martinez asked, staring at me.

"It went well, he agreed to help" I said, Gianna's face breaking into a grin. "Really? Just like that?" She asked, gaping at me.

"Well he didn't agree immediately, but after amazing sex he couldn't refuse." I lied, not wanting to tell them about our deal.

"Schifoso. Non ti credo però. Deluca non fa le cose gratis." Martinez grumbled, eyeing me suspiciously. (Gross. I don't believe you though. Deluca doesn't do things for free.)

"Oh shut up babe. Smettila di maltrattarla. L'ha fatto aiutare, questo è ciò che conta." Gianna said, defending me. (Stop bullying her. She got him to help, that's what matters.)

"Exactly Martinez, I did something useful." I agreed, giving him my biggest smile.

"Se fossi in te, mi cancellerei quel sorriso dalla faccia. E pensa a un modo per portare a termine il piano, prima che arrivi Vivica." He smirked, and immediately my smile turned to a frown. (If I were you, I'd wipe that smile off my face. And think of a way to carry out the plan, before Vivica gets here.)

"That's it!! Leave my room now Martinez. We'll talk later" Gianna huffed, shooing him out of her room.

"You know he's right G." I whispered, as Gianna joined me on the bed after locking her door. "I know that, but we'll figure it out. We've come a long way, we can't stop now." She reassured me, hugging me.

My phone ringing, made me break away from our hug. (Who could it be now) I thought, picking the call.

"Hello, This is Anastasia Andes from Crownstone bank. Am I speaking with, Miss Melanin Peters?" The woman from the bank asked, through the phone.

"Uh yes, this is her" I replied. "I have news on the property seized by the bank in your mother's name." She said.

"Uh_ give me a second" I pleaded, "of course" Anastasia muttered. Covering the speaker of my phone with my hand, "hey I'll be right back" I told Gianna, walking into her bathroom.

"Umm okay, I'm all ears." I said to Anastasia. "As I was saying, the property seized by the bank as collateral for the loan your mother borrowed, has been released. You have cleared your debts. Please report to the crownstone bank, for the papers." She continued, making me gasp.

"It has been fully paid? I_i_when do I come for the papers?" I asked, failing to complete a sentence.

"The bank is opened on weekdays, from 8am-4pm in the evening. You can stop by anytime you want." She explained, sounding bored.

"Uhh okay thanks. I'd drop by later this week" I said, with a grin on my face. "Okay then. Thanks for you cooperation Miss Peters. Have a nice day." She said, cutting the call after talking.

"Oh my God" I squealed, doing a little dance in the bathroom. Finally, my mum's dream. It was her last wish, to keep the house. I fulfilled her wish.

"Are you okay Mel?" Gianna called out from the bedroom. "You can't believe who just called G" I gushed, running out of the bathroom.

"Who? Giovanni?" She asked, wiggling her lashes. "Ewww no, it was from the bank that seized my mum's house. They are releasing it" I said, and she squealed hugging me.

"Oh my gosh Mel, I'm so happy for you. This is great news." She said as we jumped together like idiots. "I know I know" I laughed, my eyes brimming with tears of joy.

My phone pinged, alerting me of a text message.

UNKNOWN NUMBER: It's done. He's ready to confess.

ME: Wow, so fast? And how did you get my number?

UNKNOWN NUMBER: I work fast Tesoro. And for your number, let's just say I have my ways.

"Douche" I muttered, smiling at my phone. "Lemme seeee" Gianna whined, grabbing my phone. "Wow, everything is going according to our plan." She squealed, with a big ass grin on her face..

Nothing is going to stop us, we'll reveal Tiffany and Roberto (don't forget that dick, Rocco)....

OMG, it's like I'm about to write the 'GRAND FINALE' in the next chapter.....

WELL, I can't wait....

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