Song~ Let The World Burn - Chris Grey



Five Days.

Five days until the ball where every mafia will attend.

The ball has strict rules not to bring weapons as this once a year mafia ball is held for negotiations, business deals, and any other business matters.

But who would actually go somewhere filled with killers and not have a weapon?

So I've been taking extra security measures. I told Nikolaos to up his security cause I'm sure the Russians probably know we hang out sometimes.

Them bitches probably spying on me.

I've made sure more of Sebastians men will be around or at the ball for my families protection.

I've been working on some of the technology from the notebook and making modifications to the new models.

All of these things should be helpful incase something does go wrong.

I've memorized the blueprints and the layout of where the ball is supposed to be held. If something happens we should be ready.

Nothing should go wrong.

With that thought I get out of bed looking at the clock. 7:57 AM.

Hoary, I got four hours of sleep.

Arabella is still asleep on the other side of my bed so I just make my way to the bathroom quietly; brush my teeth and do my morning routine.

When I'm done with that I make my way to my closet to find an outfit to wear. I chose to wear some nice slightly baggy jeans with a black crop top.

To limit some of my scars showing, I make my way to Ares's room where he still sleeps like a rock and grab his brown leather jacket.





(A/N: it's not exactly what I imagine but I hope you get the idea.)

When I'm finished getting dressed I move onto my hair and begin braiding it into two loose braids.



When I'm all done I grab my phone and AirPods and check on Arabella. She is still asleep so I'll just let her sleep. I make my way downstairs to the kitchen. I pass Elijah, Domenico, and Sebastian on my way to the kitchen who all greet me with different gestures.

Elijah gave me a hug.

Domenico patted my head to which I swatted his hand away.

Sebastian kissed my forehead.

Weirdos.

They must have been running late today.

When we all go our separate ways, I start making my way to my original destination; aka the kitchen.

I wish I stayed out the kitchen.

Matteo had a plate of pancakes next to him while he got out some butter, fruit, and whipped cream to put on top the pancakes.

"Didn't want to make me any?" I voice out scaring the fuck out of Matteo.

Isn't he in the mafia?

He glares at me, "how the hell do you always do that?!" He asks frustratedly still fiddling with the whipped cream.

"Don't know." I mutter. "What you doing with the whipped cream?" I question his constant movements of beating up the can.

Matteo goes to one of the drawers in the kitchen, "it won't open." He whines like a three year old.

"Matteo..." I drawl out as he grabs a pair of scissors. "What are you doing?" I ask, my tone curious.

"I'm gonna fix it." He shrugs.

I watch as he takes the scissors and begins to cut at the nozzle that sprays the whipped cream.

I stand up and move to the other side of the counter to help Matteo. "Matteo, I don't th-" I stop my sentence when Matteo frustratedly slams the can down on the edge of the counter and the can fucking explodes.

It. Exploded. Everywhere.

It was like the can was a fucking rocket when the can flew and all of the whipped cream inside was now all over the kitchen walls, counter, floor and even my shoes and a little bit in my hair.

This bitch.

Before I could utter a word, Luca and Lucian walk in.

"And the guy was crying as he got the tattoo-" Luca stops his conversation with Lucian as he takes in the kitchen.

"What. The." Luca starts.

"Fuck." Lucian finishes.

Luca glances at Matteo- who is covered in whipped cream- but shakes his head and then turns to me. "What happened? What are you two doing?"

"What are we doing?" I repeat staring daggers at Matteo. "Im about to kill Matteo and make it look like an accident." I spit moving towards Matteo who smiles sheepishly at me.

Can't have the family think I killed him on purpose. They already think I'm a traitor.

Get it? Cause Gia framed me for trying to steal files?

Never mind.

"Woah, okay let's not kill Matteo. Wait why are we killing Matteo?" Lucian asks gently grabbing my arm which was about to reach for the knife's.

I shrug my arm out of Lucian's hold. "Because he blew up the damn whipped cream can and got it all over the kitchen and on my new shoes and my hair! How do you even blow up a fucking can of whipped cream!?" I express my anger.

"You blew up a whipped cream can?..." Luca questions taking another glance around the kitchen before busting out laughing. Lucian isn't too far behind before he starts laughing too.

It was funny until we heard grandmas voice ring out from the entrance of the front door. "Where are my grand baby's?!" Grandma shouts.

We all glance at each other wide eyed.

"Run." And that was all it took for us to scatter.

Grandma doesn't play with the kitchen.

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"Arabella." I laugh as I finish curling a piece of her hair.

She just let out a very loud burp and now we're both in a laughing fit.

It was a pretty good burp though.

When our laughs slowly die down; I tap her shoulder, "all done." I say as she hops off the counter in my- our bathroom as she calls it.

"Thank you!" She shouts bouncing one of her curls. "My mommy never curled my hair..." she mutters quietly.

That sentence puts a ping of pain in my chest. The only reason I know how to curl hair is because I watched a video of it on YouTube.

And I stole Amara's curling iron.

"It's okay, because I can curl your hair. Whenever you want." I assure her hoping she doesn't remain to sad.

She smiles lightly at me, "you're right, thanks Dio." She says hugging my waist.

I smile down at her too. "Okay why don't you go pick out an outfit and let me see it when you finish changing. I have to go ask Lucian something." I explain to her.

She nods and runs off to our closet while I make my way to the door- not before I hear the sound of the lock from the closet door.

I taught Arabella to always lock the door when she changes. I don't think my brothers would try anything but I am not sure about the guards in the house.

I would like to be on the safe side when it comes to Arabella.

I make my way out the door and over to Lucian's room. I knock twice before opening the door and I really wish I had waited for a 'come in'.

There, is my best friend and my brother making out on his desk.

"Holy shit." I breathe out as they both quickly pull away from each other.

"I knew it! Matteo owes me ten bucks." I exclaim.

They both look flushed at me. "Uh- we- well" Luca stutters out.

I chuckle at him, "shut up," I laugh. "I'm glad you two got together. But maybe lock the door next time." I wink at them before walking out the room deciding my question can wait till later.

My phone pings with a message and I pull it out my pocket to see it was Nikolaos who texted me.

Nikolaos: Be ready by 6:00.

Diovanna: Where are we going?

Nikolaos: Somewhere.

Diovanna: That doesn't help me decide What to wear.

Nikolaos: Check in front the gates.

Diovanna: My house gates?

Nikolaos: What other gates?

I decide not to comment on his last text and go to my room and see how Arabella is doing before I check the gates.

"Arabella? You okay?" I call out from the other side of the closet door.

I hear a shuffle before she opens the door only poking her head out.

"There is a lot of options. I'll be out in about ten minutes." She states grinning at me.

I chuckle in response, "I have to go look at something so just wait on the bed when you're done." She nods at my statement and closes the closet door- locking it behind her.

What could Nikolaos possibly have sent me?

~/~/~/~

It's beautiful.

Turns out he sent me something to wear so I wouldn't stress over my outfit.

At least that's what his note said.

I make my way back inside the mansion and up to my room to see what outfit Arabella picked out.

I stop a few feet away from my door to text Nikolaos,

Diovanna: Thank you for the dress, it's beautiful.

Nikolaos: Of course, a beautiful dress For a beautiful woman.

I smile at his text.

Diovanna: How did you get it here though?

Nikolaos: I'm not a mafia boss For nothing.

I chuckle before shoving my phone in my pocket and making my way towards my room.

When I enter my room I place the box neatly on my desk and look for Arabella.

Turns out she is still looking at outfits because she can't decide.

I knock once again on the closed closet door. "Arabella? You okay?" I ask.

I hear a sniffle before the door unlocks and the door opens but there is no sign of Arabella. "Bella, I'm gonna come in." I tell her before pushing the door open and walking inside.

It's a mess.

Arabella is sat on a pile of clothes while she glares at the drawers in our closet.

I chuckle at her which only makes her glare at me. I put my hand up in mock surrender before speaking, "What happened?"

"I have too many clothes, I don't know which outfit to wear." She responds moving her glare back to the clothes.

I nod at her statement, "I'll help you." I say to her before moving over to her side of the closet and looking at the clothes she has.

After a couple minutes I came across a slightly oversized baby-blue t-shirt that said professional yapper. I paired that with some cute jean shorts from Justice and picked out some Nike shoes. (Pinterest gave me no inspo so I just gave something I used to wear when I was 8)

It wasn't super hot outside but May was definitely warm.

"You like it?" I ask wanting to confirm she's okay with wearing this.

She nods aggressively, "Thanks Dio! I'm going to go change." She shouts running to the bathroom.

I just laugh at her and grab a book before jumping on my bed.

~/~/~

I hop out the shower wrapping a towel around myself.

It's currently 5:00 and I'm getting ready for the date I have with Nikolaos tonight.

I grab the blow dryer and begin drying my hair so I can curl my hair. When I finished my hair, I had about 35 minutes left so I went with some light makeup.

I applied my mascara and then some lip gloss as a finishing touch before moving towards my bed to get the outfit Nikolaos had sent me.

I grab the dress and move towards the closet to put it on and pair it with one of my favorite shoes.

When I'm done I notice I have about ten minutes before I have to go meet Nikolaos down the street.

I glance in the full length mirror and notice I look really good. The dress hugs my curves in all the right ways. The heels give me at least three inches which means I'm about 5'8 inches in height now.

Yay.







When I'm done checking myself out, I grab a black purse and stash my phone and AirPods in it. I put a knife in my bra and strap one to my upper thigh just incase.

Arabella is doing a movie night and ice cream with Lucian and Luca so I know she is safe.

When I'm all set I make my way out the door and down the hall. I'm not worried about sneaking out, I'll simply tell them me and some of the girls are going to a party.

I'm passing by the living room when Giavanna walks out the kitchen. "Oh! Hey Dio, where are you going?" She questions smiling at me.

Was she not just threatening me the other day?

"Me and a friend from school were going to a party." I lie easily.

She nods understandably. "Is there any chance we could talk when you get back? I know I haven't been the best to you since you came back but I want to make up for it. We were so close when we were little- I wanna be like that again." She expresses almost hesitantly.

I nod, "of course, I'll talk to you tomorrow." I agree. A ping of pain hits my chest as memories of Giavanna and I as little kids floods my mind.

We were best friends.

She smiles at me. "Thanks Diovanna!" She says skipping out the room.

I just shake my head at her antics and make my way out the gates and down the street where Nikolaos stands leaning against his Blue Lamborghini.

As I get closer, he must have heard the clicking of my heels because his head turns to mine and a bright smile takes over his face.

"Well don't you look gorgeous as always." He tells me while standing up straight.

I take a second to take in his outfit; he is in a black tux without the suit jacket. The white dress shirt fits perfectly conveying his toned abs. The cuffs of his shirt are rolled up to his elbows showing his veiny hands.

God damn, He is so fine.

"Thanks." Nikolaos's voice rings out.

My head snaps to him with my eye brows raised.

Nikolaos just chuckles, "you said that out loud όμορφο κορίτσι."

My mouth forms and O shape. He only chuckles more at my actions.

He walks closer to me, his hands snaking around my waist and pulling me to him before smashing his lips onto mine. My arms wrap around his neck, pulling him closer.

When we both pull away from each other to catch our breaths, he smiles. " I missed you." He mumbles.

The sentence makes me smile more, "I missed you too." I breathe out.

We both fully pull away and start walking to the car. Nik opens my door for me, and makes sure I'm in before closing the door and rounding it to the drivers side.

Once we are both in, he hands me his phone indicating for me to Dj and starts driving to wherever we're going.

He rests one of his hands on my thighs and just rubs small circles with the pad of his thumbs. A smile makes its way on my face as I just look out the window as I listen to one of our favorite songs.

Rich Baby Daddy.

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Nik pulls into the parking lot of a very expensive restaurant and parks. He smiles at me, "This okay with you?" He asks.

The question causes me to smile, it's something so small yet shows he cares so much. "Yeah this is fine." I assure him.

He gets out the car and walks over to my side to open my door for me. I take his outstretched hand and get out of the car.

With his hand still in mine, we walk inside the restaurant.

A waiter takes us to one of the back tables in a more private section of the restaurant. Only about three other tables are filled in here so we must be in a private section.

Nik and I take our seats and look over the menus while conversing over who is better, Batman or Superman.

"Batman is just better. He looks cooler too, I mean who wants to root for a guy in pants to tight." I state my opinion continuing to look over the menu.

Nikolaos glares at me over his menu, "Superman does not wear pants too tight..." he pauses. "Sure his suit is a little tight, but he pulls it off."

I let out a snort, "yeah, you obviously can't tell when something is tight." I reply back.

It's quiet for a few seconds so I look up at Nikolaos who is already smirking at me. It was at this point I realized what I said.

"No-" it was too late for Nikolaos had already cut me off.

"You sure about that όμορφο κορίτσ? Cause I'm pretty sure I could tell when your pus-" I take my menu, reach over the table, and smack his head softly.

"Don't say another word." I demand as I see the waiter begin to walk this way.

He only smirks at me while holding a hand on his head.

"Good evening sir, beautiful. My name is Mark, I'll be your server today. What can I get you both to drink?" The waiter exclaims.

I was a little thrown off by the name but brushed it off giving a look to Nikolaos not to comment on it.

"I'll have a water." I state glancing at the waiter who stands there smiling at me.

"I'll have the same." Nikolaos says glaring daggers at the waiter, not even waiting for him to ask his drink order.

The waiter nods, "I'll be right back." He says walking away.

I turn my attention back to Nikolaos who is still glaring at the back of the waiters head.

A chuckle escapes my lips before I could stop it. Nikolaos snaps his head towards me, "what are you laughing about?"

"You."

"What about me?" He glares.

I smirk at his jealousy, "All he did was call me beautiful and now you are glaring at anything and everything." I state.

Nik scoffs, "But you're my beautiful girl. Only I get to call you that." He says emphasizing the my.

"You're jealous." I say coming out more like a statement.

He just shakes his head. "I am not."

"But you are"

"But I'm not."

"But you are."

"I. Am. Not"

"Whatever you say." I smile as I see the waiter walking back towards us with drinks in hand.

The waiter - Mark - places our waters on the table and takes out his notepad. "Okay are you both ready to order?"

I nod my head for both Nik and I since he has taken it upon himself to ignore the waiter.

"Great, what can I get you beautiful?" He asks moving around the table towards my side and resting his hand on my chair.

The action throws me off guard. I glance at Nikolaos who looks ready to rip his hand off my chair and feed it to him. When he catches my eye, I shake my head indicating him to let it go.

He didn't touch me.

"I'll have a salad please." I say calmly.

He nods to himself, "what type of dressing would you like?" He asks as I feel his hand begin to rub my shoulder.

What. The. Fuck.

Before I could utter a word, one of the other tables had knocked a glass of wine off the table. "I'll be right back." He states moving away to go help someone with the mess.

I release a tense breath I didn't know I was holding. Who gave that bitch permission to touch me?

I shrug my shoulders ready to brush it off because I just want to have a normal date with Nikolaos- but he beats me to it.

"Did he touch you?" Nik asked.

I pause, "yes."

"And were you uncomfortable?" He presses further- a dark glint in his eyes.

"Yes, a little but it's fine-" I was going to say it wasn't a big deal, it was just my shoulder but Nikolaos just stood up.

"Come on." He states. "We're going somewhere else." He says taking my hand and beginning to walk out- my hand in his.

He ignores my statements of protest and continues walking.

As we get closer to where our waiter is helping clean up the mess, he grabs a steak knife off of one of the tables and walks over to our waiter before stabbing the knife into his hand that rests on the table.

The waiter lets out a yelp of pain but Nikolaos pays him no mind.

"That is a warning." Nik says gesturing to the knife in the guys hand. "Keep your hands to yourself, don't touch My woman or any other woman ever." And with that Nikolaos takes my hand and walks out the restaurant.

Woah.

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A/N: This is for every reader who messaged me, commented, whatever and continued to press for an update.

I understand that you all want an update and I really am trying my best, however I explained my absence for a little while in a post on my message board.

I recently lost a close friend due to a sudden accident and I am not in a good place. So my updates will be slow but I promise I'm not going to abandon my book.

He wouldn't have wanted me to do that.

So, this chapter will be two parts.

I hope you understand.

Bye hoes<3