Violet's POV    "Tracy you can't like someone like Giovanni." She pouted.    "Why not?" She whined.    "Because he is not who you think he is. Please you will only end up hurt." I told her.   "I want to see this new adventure where it will take me." She rolled her eyes.    She just doesn't understand. She could get killed. She could be tortured. I don't know what kind of a man Gio is, he is always nice to me, but with Tracy? I really don't know how to feel about it.    "Why are your eyes puffy anyways? I wanted to ask you the second you entered but I felt like you didn't want to talk about it." She s

Violet's POV    "Oh come on V. Don't be mad." Tracy said laughing.    "Really? My face was bleeding like its having its first period and he said TINY scratches." I huffed crossing my arms.    "You are so dramatic." She laughed more.    "Oh fine. When you get hurt I will laugh in your face." I smirked and she rolled her eyes.    "We are going back to the mansion." Vincenzo was ordering his men.    I looked at him, while he left the warehouse. He looked good. Scratch that he look hot as hell. He was wearing black pants, with black t-shirt. He had

Violet's POV "What was that in the kitchen?" I asked Tracy once we were alone. "Nothing." She shrugged. "Mario was just asking some questions about our work place. That is all." She said. "Speaking of our work place, I miss Carl." I said pouting. "I miss that guy too." She laughed. "Who are you missing?" Vincenzo asked entering the sitting room. He had guns in his hands. "Our co-worker, Carl." Tracy said and I glared at her. Vincenzo raised an eyebrow and looked at me. I felt my heart sped up, as he looked in my eyes with a burning passion. An expression I never saw on a man's face for me before. "He is our best friend and we worked together for quite a bit." I said trying to ease the tension. "You don't have to explain anything flower. I would have known if there is something going on between you too." He said smirking. "I wasn't explaining." I glared at him. "G

Violet's POV  "Yours?" I raised an eyebrow.  "Yes mine." He snapped. "We are going back home." He said taking my hand.  "No wait! That is Carl. Carl Lemer, I already told you there is nothing between us! Come meet him." I pulled Vincenzo with me. I just didn't under why he was so annoyed with me hugging Carl.  He looked reluctant but walked with me anyways. He was grumbling under his breath. I looked at our interlocked hands and blushed. I shouldn't feel like that! Get a grip V!  "Vincenzo, this is Carl." I introduced them. Carl obviously knew who Vincenzo is, since his eyes widened.

Violet's POVAll the women were in very elegant and expensive Gowns. Thankfully I didn't feel out of place, because I was sure that the dress I was wearing is elegant and expensive, just like them, which I hated so much.Vincenzo held my hand as he walked between the people, as they all gave us stares, like we were celebrities. Well Vincenzo is indeed famous, but I hated the attention I was getting. The young ladies were giving me dirty looks, while the older women were giving envious looks, which is kind of ironic."Ciao Vincenzo." An old man, wearing a very neat suite addressed Vincenzo. "Who is this bella signora?" (beautiful lady.) He asked eying me from my head to toe. I felt uncomfortable under his gaze."My date, Violet." Vincenzo said proudly putting a hand around my waist, as if stating his property."Nice meeting you Violet." He said with a smirk."Same." I mumbled looking at my shoes."Derek Palanc