•Riccardo•
"I'm-- I'm fine, I promise." She said to me as I tried to help her get up from the floor.
It was obvious the alcohol in her was kicking in hard and so I just ignored her and grabbed her arm, helping her up.
"Riccardo, I said I'm fine." She murmured, shrugging her arm away from my hold. "Just...let go."
"I don't believe you. Tell me, do you feel sick?"
She nodded. "A little."
"Come on." I quickly lifted her up in my arms and carried out of the club through the back area. Two of my men, on seeing me, quickly dashed to my side trying to carry her out of my arms but I moved past them and carried her into my car.
I took off my jacket and secured it around her body as I placed one hand on her forehead. "How are you feeling?"
"Still a little bit sick." She said, swaying forwa
