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NATALIA
Ican’t believe I’m doing the walk of shame from my night with a Conti. You’ve hit rock bottom, Natalia. I’m never drinking again. I don’t understand. How drunk did I need to get to go home with him? Shots, it had to be too many shots.
And a memory knocks loose.
“We’re going to head back,” Gio says, pulling me to the side.
“What? Why?” I moan, the night is only getting started. It’s his and Paige’s joint bachelor and bachelorette party for Christ’s sake.
“We’ve been traveling all day, we’re tired,” he explains.
Traveling on a private plane where they both slept the entire way. “And? This is Vegas. We are supposed to party all night long,” I tell him.
Gio rolls his eyes. “We can do that tomorrow night.”
“Just ’cause you’re engaged doesn’t mean you can’t party,” I tease him.
“Just ’cause we’re in Vegas doesn’t mean we have to party every single night. We have the cabana booked tomorrow to party by the pool,” he reminds me.
“That’s tomorrow.”
“Love you, Nat, but Paige is ready to go,” Gio tells me.
I pout and hug him good night, then watch the couple leave the VIP area.
“They are so boring.” Savannah huffs. We are left with Callie, Savannah’s brother, Owen, and Smith, Paige’s brother, and his friends. At least they know how to have a good time.
“Forget about them, I’m so happy I have you with me,” Savannah says, placing her arms around my shoulders. Thank goodness the Australians know how to party, otherwise, this is going to be one lame weekend.
Savannah and I continue to dance the night away. The drinks are flowing, the music is pumping, and I’m having the best time.
“Holy shit, the hottest men have arrived at the next booth,” Savannah squeals. I turn and follow her line of vision, taking in the group of ten hot men being ushered over. A sign being held up by the near-naked lady with sparklers says, Happy Birthday, Romeo.
Then I still as I watch every single handsome guy walk in behind the girls and take a seat at the booth beside us. I know exactly who they all are.
Fucking Romeo Conti.
What the hell is he doing here, in Vegas, at the same time we are?
“Those men are hot.” Savannah chuckles as she sips her drink.
“I know them,” I tell her.
She whips her head around quickly. “You do? Why are we not over there then?”
“Because they are a bunch of assholes.” Savannah frowns. “The birthday boy is Romeo Conti, the third son born to the Conti family. The Conti and Fiorenzo families go way back, and we hate each other. Always have, always will.”
Savannah’s eyes widen at my explanation. “Wow, okay, I wasn’t expecting that. What did their family do to yours?”
“I don’t actually know for sure as Papà doesn’t talk about it other than that he hates them.”
“Is that some, like, royal thing?” she asks.
“They’re not royal.”
She nods. “But your family knows them?”
