As the night goes on, Angela and I dance, laugh, sing, dance, and drink.

The dress that she adored her body, complimenting every one of her curves. Her styled hair frames her face perfectly.

After a while of dancing, she pulls my hand back to our table. She calls over a server and orders us two glasses of champagne.

"See, this isn't that bad," I say smirking at her.

She sits down next to me and grabs my hand. I use my thumb to draw small circles onto her hand.

The server walks over to us with two tall glasses and a bottle of champagne. "Signorina, your drinks."

She lets go of my hand and grabs the two glasses. "Gracie."

I take the glass and click our glasses together. As I raise the cup to my lips, my phone begins to ring.

"Pronto. Kei yeh," I say. (Allo, who are you?) (P.s I got this from my Italian speaking mom.)

"Mateo, it's Leo. There is a problem at the house."

I immediately stand up and grab Angela's hand. I lead us up the stairs and into a large balcony. I look around, making sure the perimeter is clear. When I'm sure that no one is in earshot, I turn on the speakerphone.

"What is happening?" I ask.

"A group of men broke into the house," he replies quietly.

Angela finally speaks up, " Is everyone ok?"

"They shot Mario, but everyone else is fine. They forced us into a room and took away all our weapons," Leo explains.

I start running through all the necessary questions, "Gang or Mafia? How many people? Are they all armed?"

"There are eight men and women, all armed. I'm going to guess they are in a gang since they don't have tattoos."

"Ok, we're coming," I say hanging up the call.

I think for a second and call Gio.

The moment he picks up I ask, "Where are you?"

"Busy. Oh and I took your car," he says and before I can yell at him, he ends the call.

"God-damn it," Mateo says.

"It's ok. We can do it together. You can ask to borrow one of your soldiers' cars." I say.

"Good idea," he says kissing my forehead.

We grab each other's hand and run. We run down the stairs into the crowd of people who curse at us for pushing them. We run until we are outside and we see a fellow Italian Mafia soldier. We stop and tell him it is an emergency and that we need his car.

Without question, they give us their car keys and point to where is it parked. We turn our heads in the direction of the car and see a bright red 2021 porche 911.

We run to the car, jump in, and Mateo speeds out of the parking lot.

"Look in the glove compartment," Mateo says running through a red light.

I open it and inside lay three guns and five throwing knives.

I look back at him, with a questionable look on my face.

"What? We are in a Mafia. We have to have weapons on hand."

We finally arrive at the house. Being met with broken gates, Mateo parks the car in front of the main door. I hand Mateo two guns and two knives, leaving myself three knives and a gun.

We get out of the car and walk up the stairs.

Just as I'm about to open the door, Mateo stops me. "Wait, I have an idea."

He swiftly takes off his tie and kneels. He taps his knee, motioning for me to place my foot there. He asks me for my knives, and I hand them to him. Mateo places the knives onto my thigh, against my skin, and wraps the tie around them, making a makeshift knife holster.

I take down my foot once he is done and walk on it.

I nod and Mateo kicks down the front door. I step in front of him with my gun facing forward. My back pressed against him, I feel Mateo raise his loaded guns, one pointed towards the left side of the house and the other pointed to the right.

An armed man appears to our left. Without a second thought, Mateo shoots him in the middle of his forehead.

As I turn my head, I see a man with a gun pointed towards me. Bam the sound of the gun going off, rings in my head.

I look down and realize I was the one that pulled the trigger.

The man falls to the ground with his eyes open, and blood seeping through his clothes.

"Seven more," Mateo says.

"Challenge?" I ask, lifting a fist.

"Duh," he replies fist-bumping me before he runs off towards the left side of the house.

I lift my gun, holding it with both hands, and walk up the stairs.

I reach the second floor and a man appears in front of me. He aims at me and pulls his trigger.

I quickly squat down, (thanks to the two slits of my dress) and shoot him twice in the stomach.

I jump back onto my feet and start opening doors, to find our people.

The third door I try is locked. I attempt to open it again when I hear a gun cock back.

"I wouldn't do that, sweetheart," says the voice behind me.

"Don't call me sweetheart," I say before kicking the man in his groin, and pushing him down to the ground. I swiftly take out a knife that Mateo tied against my thigh and sink it into the man's chest.

I place the bloody knife back into its spot and grab both mine and the man's guns from the ground.

I shoot the door nob and kick the door down to reveal 20 unarmed people.

"Is everyone ok?" I ask looking around for Mario.

"Mario is here," says Leo, Mateo's cousin. "I tried to sanitize it but you have to take him to the medical room."

"Alright," I say throwing the man's arm around my shoulder. "Everyone keep your eyes and ears open. There at least another seven more."

Me and the man slowly walk down the stairs. I stop at a corner and lean him against the wall. I grab my gun and cock it back.

I hand the man the loaded and cocked gun and pull out the other gun for myself.

I look down at the man's bullet wound. "You will be ok, you might need a few stitches."

"Nothing I can't handle," he replies.

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-Spoiler Alert... they all die. JK IM PLAYING

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here's Angela's dress if you wanna see it.

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