Only Vincenzo Can Save You, Lily.

“Again. I repeat. What may I offer you?”

With heavy dark bags beneath my eyelids and my dizzy eyes, I have been working my ass out because today was a packed night filled with so many drunk dancing bodies.

It makes me wonder. Why the heck they'd choose to come clubbing at the most committed crime club? Weren't they scared for their lives?

Technically, I knew I looked like a ghost cause I spent the time I should have been sleeping, sobbing, tossing, and rolling on the bed. I could remember thinking about my dad and the next second, I was thinking about how different Vincenzo was. It's not like I wanted to have anything to do with him, but, I was just—crazy, I will say.

My legs were shaking in the three-inch heels I wore, my tone should probably get these three kids who obviously just got into a legal age shaking, but, they did nothing but smirk mischievously at me.

“Again, I answer. You.”

The one who seemed to be the youngest replied, gaining an eye roll from me.

“I mean—drinks,” I