Mia's POVAria takes my hand and leads me to another part of the plane. There are dressed, pantsuits, skirts, shirts, shoes, and handbags everywhere. I look at Aria as if she is crazy, and I look at the clothing and see everything is in my size. How did they know? "Riccardo sent me your size, and he must have seen it on your uniform," Aria says as if she can read my mind."I can not pay for this," I say. I can see the clothing is designer fashion. "You are not paying, honey. Ricci is paying, and he has enough money," Aria says. "I do not want to owe him anything," I say. "Think of it as uniforms, and you work for him until you pay your father's debt. I know my brother. He will not let you go until he thinks you do not owe him anything," Aria says with a sigh. I can see she looks frustrated. "Well, if you put it like that. I think I will be better armored to face the devil in Prada than in a waitress uniform," I say. Aria laughs. "Oh, I hope Ricci falls head over heels in love wi
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