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episode five ~ dead end

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Walking into Marge was not something Gianna planned to do tonight. She doesn't know what she's expecting walking into the club.

But she was bored alone at home, her dad and Rosa went out to dinner and both Ludo and Chiara ignored her messages, so instead of crying at the thought that she's all alone, she put on a nice dress and went to Marge, because it's a club she knows will serve her drinks without an ID.

"Well, well, well, look what the wind brought us in here," Fiore appeared beside her, smug grin on his face.

"I'm not here to play a whore for your contacts," she told him, looking at him with blank stare.

"Why are you here then? To negotiate for Chiara, like she did for Ludo and Damiano?" He asked, smirk on his face, letting out a small chuckle.

"I'm here to have fun," she gave him ironic sweet smile. "So let me get the first drink on the house, will you?"

"Bossy, I like it," he teased, "Moscow Mule?"

Gia shrugged, "sure."

Gesturing to his bartender, he turned his attention back to her, "how is Ludovica?"

"I wouldn't know," she turned her eyes to him, "your games ruined our friendship."

"Keep in mind, they both chose to play themselves," he raised an eyebrows at her.

Gia snorted, "right. Whatever helps you sleep at night. Thanks," she thanked the bartender, taking the drink in front of her.

"Look, I can find you a guy," Fiore started. "It can be one time thing, no big deal."

"If I feel like fucking someone, it will be because I wanted to without getting paid, yeah?" She gave him a sickly sweet smile, getting up from the bar stool, she chugged her drink in one go, then boldly took the drink Fiore ordered for himself, chugging it down too and made her way towards the dance floor, Fiore watching her with impressed look on his face.

The dance floor was a riot of colors. The sharp scent of sweat mixed with sweet perfume filled the air. Gianna's body came alive with the music playing, raising her arms up over her head she let herself get carried away with the music and the alcohol in her system. Every so often, she would lock eyes with Fiore who still sat at the bar, his eyes locked on the blonde on his dance floor.

Rolling her eyes at Fiore's smug smile, she leaned into the mystery guy, that has appeared behind her, and averted her gaze from the club owner. He bent his head down a little, placing soft kisses on her neck, she leaned her head the other way, granting him easier access, closing her eyes, letting out a soft sigh.

"Let's take this upstairs, yeah?" He whispered into her ear. Gia turned around, looking at him, putting her hands around his neck.

"Won't you buy me a drink first?" She asked with a coy smile, the handsome mysterious man returned her smile, grabbing her hand, he lead her to the bar, that before was occupied by Fiore, but not anymore.

"What would you like?" He asked, looking at her, keeping his hand around her waist.

"Whatever you get," she smiled at him. Nodding the man ordered two drinks for them.

"What's your name?" He looked at her.

"Gianna."

"Beautiful name for a beautiful girl like you," he told her. "Giovani," he introduced himself. Gianna let out a chuckle. "What?" Giovani asked with a smile on his face.

Gia shook her head, "nothing. It's just, that was such a cheesy thing to say," she told him, biting her lip.

Raising his hands up in defense, "my bad. Not going to compliment you anymore, I'm going to write that down," he joked.

Gia laughed, "no you can compliment me," she nodded her head. "I would like to hear your opinion on my dress, actually," she touched the hem of her dress, looking down at it.

Giovani looked her up and down, touching the fabric at the ends, "it is very pretty," he nodded. Leaning closer to her, "it would look better off," he whispered into her ear, taking his drink, that's been probably for a while now placed in front of them at the bar, taking a sip from it, licking his lips dry.

Gia watched him, her breathing getting heavy as her eyes flickered between his eyes, his lips and his throat, watching the liquid go down his throat.

Licking her lips too, she grabbed the drink, taking a sip herself. Swallowing it, "that was also pretty cheesy," she told him with blank face, acting as if it didn't affect her.

Giovani smirked, "don't pretend it didn't turn you on," he gave her a knowing smile.

Placing her drink back onto the bar surface, she placed her palm on his chest and slowly dragged it down to where his pants started. Hooking her finger underneath them, she pulled him closer and he let her.

"Pretty unaffected," she shrugged and let go of him.

"Yeah?" He asked in husky voice, his eyelids drooping. "We'll see about that soon enough," he tried to hide his grin behind his glass, failing misserably.

"Yeah, we'll see," she said, knowing damn well she was going to be proven wrong.

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"There you go," Giovani said, as Gia got up from the bed, retrieving her clothing from the ground, where she had left it.

Looking back at him, laying naked underneath the covers, she saw a white envelope laying next to him. Scrunching her eyebrows, she walked over to him, only in her panties, taking the envelope into her hands. "What is that?"

"What do you think?" He asked, looking at her funny.

Gia opened the envelope, revealing money inside, shaking her head she looked at him, "I don't want it," she threw it back at him.

"What do you mean? Take it, it's yours," he threw it back to her.

"No!" She exclaimed, Giovani looked at her like she was crazy. "I didn't know about this!"

"What are you talking about, Gianna, take it. I don't want any problems with Fiore," he told her, rolling his eyes at her.

Breathing heavily, tears started forming in her eyes, she stared at him for a while, hurt in her eyes. Picking up her dress, she put it on, angrily swiping the envelope from the bed. Putting on her shoes, she slammed the door behind her, blinking away her tears.

Opening the envelope again in the hallway, she looked at the money inside. Noticing that money wasn't the only thing inside.

She pulled out a small paper, 'I hope you do second dates ;)' was what it read, phone number next to it. Gritting her teeth together, she put the note inside her bra.

Quickly going down the stairs, she looked for Fiore and when she finally found him, she made her way towards him.

Shoving him from behind, he lost his balance for a moment, but quickly regained it. He around to glare at the person who shoved him, ready to throw them out of the club or worse, only to find furious looking Gia.

"This, you can keep, son of a bitch," she threw the envelope at him, stealing whatever drink he had placed in front of him on the bar and chugging it, she walked out of Marge, not looking back at Fiore or anyone else who noticed the scene.

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"Ludo," Gia called out, jogging up to the black haired girl in front of her, the next day at school.

Ludo stopped in her tracks, turning around to look at her friend.

"Why are you ignoring me?" Gia asked, sadness written over her face.

Ludo shook her head, "I'm not ignoring you," she rolled her eyes.

Gia tilted her head at her. "Come on, you don't believe that. I texted you last night, multiple times, you didn't answer."

"I was busy," Ludo said, avoiding her eyes.

"With what?" She asked, seeing through her lie. "Look, I get that you're pissed off at Chiara, but what did I do?" Genuine confusion on her features.

Ludo opened her mouth, closed it and then opened it again, "and if you say some bullshit about how I shouldn't want to be friends with someone so unperfect like you, I'll fucking fight you, right here, right now, in the middle of the school hallway. I don't care," Gianna cut her off before Ludo could say anything, shrugging.

Ludo let out a scoff, small smile forming on her face, "please stop ignoring me," Gia told her, scrunching her eyebrows. "You're my best friend. I need you."

Ludo's eyes watered at Gianna's words, "you're my best friend and I need you too," she admitted with frown on her face.

Gia pulled her into a hug, her eyes watering too, "then stop distancing yourself from me," she told her and she felt her nod against her shoulder. "And Chiara too," she said, looking at her once she pulled away. "You guys need to make up. I don't want to fight."

"Yeah, me neither," Ludo sighed, linking her arm through Gianna's.

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end of episode five

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