@aria--rossi
Vincenzo sat with his ankle crossed over his knee, lounging effortlessly while eyes watched the crowds, the after party was in full swing and alcohol coursed through his veins. For once, the man had drank his fair share of alcohol, now and then allowing his gaze to linger on a certain brown haired beauty situated in different positions and conversations throughout the night.
But when Aria came into his view a smirk descended upon his usually stoic features. However, his train of thoughts stopped --- for a moment, he contemplated his next move. If it wasn’t one of Giordana’s most hated, the woman couldn’t be leashed, even if he tried. So, with a slightly sympathetic smile, he raised his hand. He wondered if it’d irk Giordana, as her being with Dante this evening had irked him.
They loved to play games.
‘‘Join me, Aria.’‘ Hand gesturing to the seat beside him.