After dinner Maya was feeling a nice buzz from all the cocktails they'd already consumed. She walked into the casino and Johnny's arm and many of the men in the room took notice. They headed over to the bar so Johnny could place and order.
"A scotch on the rocks with a twist of lime for me." he told the bartender. "I'll have the same." Maya said. "Are you sure?" Johnny asked. "I thought you said you don't normally drink hard liquor." He said. "I do on occasion." She said. "Well fine but if you puke I'm not cleaning it up." He told her. "You won't have to because I won't puke." She said. The bartender handed her the scotch and she took a sip. She remembered why she didn't drink hard liquor as she swallowed even though she didn't like the taste.
They walked over to the roulette table where Mario was talking to some other men who were surrounded by women. "You must be the beautiful Maya." One of the men said. "Russo has told us all about you."
"Good things only I hope." She said. "Very good things." The handsome man said. Johnny stepped in between them. "Maya, this Bellani, the man next to him is Mendez." Johnny said. "Do you all address each other by last name?" Maya asked half joking half curious. "She's witty too." Bellani said not answering her question. Not that Maya really expected him to. He seemed like a very serious person. Kind of like Sonny Corinthos back in Port Charles.
"Yeah she has a great sense of humor." Johnny said. "But enough with the small chat when's the poker tournament gonna start. I'm ready to kick your ass. I've got my lucky charm with me tonight." He said holding onto Maya.
"Don't be so confident Zacharra. For someone who's never been to this tournament before you're awfully cocky." Mendez said.
"Is that your Bogati I saw earlier, Bellani?" Johnny asked. He nodded. "It's a really nice car. It would look great with me driving around in Port Charles."
"What you saying? You trying to make a bet or something?" Bellani asked. "I'm saying I want that car and I'll beat you at poker for it." Johnny said. "What do I get if I beat you?" Bellani asked. "I'll give you part of my territory." Johnny offered. Bellani shook his head.
"I'd prefer a night with your beautiful woman." Bellani said. All the men at the table were silent and the women gasped. "What? You too much of a punk to make a bet?" Bellani sneered.
"Johnny Zacharra is no punk. I just respect women." Johnny said. "From what we hear women don't have a very long shelf life in your family." Mendez said. Johnny lounged at him.
"Johnny!" Maya screamed trying to hold him back. "Maya, get back. I'm not going to let this man disrespect you." He said. "Johnny, calm down. You want defend my honor. Maintain yours and win the poker match." She told him.
"You should listen to her. She's trying to protect your dignity, too bad it may cause her hers."Mendez said.
"It won't cost her anything. Forget a round of roulette. Let's head straight to the poker table." Johnny said heated. He down his whole scotch. He wasn't supposed too. The drink was just for show. He wasn't supposed to drink much until he won the match. He grabbed Maya's hand. Everyone followed him to the table.
Maya ordered another drink after finishing off hers. She was so nervous. If Johnny lost she would end up sleeping with Bellani. Bellani was handsome with those hazel eyes and tanned skin, but no doubt he was dangerous, and Maya had too much class to sleep with strangers. Especially strangers that acted as if she was some prize to be won. She linked her arm into Johnny's as they sat at the table and the first hand was dealt.
"How many games are we playing?" Johnny asked. "Well since you're so cocky just one game. I look forward to spending the night with Maya." Bellani said.
One game? Only one game. Maya held on tighter to Johnny's arm as the hand was dealt. She gulped down her drink in nervousness. If Johnny lost. She couldn't even imagine what Bellani planned to do to her. She could barely breathe.
She saw Mendoza eying his cards and smiling but she knew Johnny had the better hand and was relieved.
"Four of a kind!" Bellani said laughing. Johnny had a disappointed look on his face.
"Four of a kind. I don't know how I'll beat that." He said. "I guess you beat me. Wait but what is this here. Straight flush!" Johnny said putting his cards down on the table. Maya cheered and gave Johnny a kiss on the cheek.
"How about a round for the table on me." Johnny said. "I have to celebrate my new car properly." The champagne started flowing as more games were played. The women flocked around Johnny. But he only had eyes for Maya.
Around one am Johnny decided he had enough and led Maya outside for a walk. The drinks flowing all night had given him a great high. He lit a cigar he'd gotten from some South American mobster. "Let's walk." He said. "Where do you wanna go?" she asked. "Do you wanna walk around the grounds?" He shook his head. "Let's go down to the beach."
It was dark on the beach, the moonlight providing the only light. And the breeze was blowing. Maya took off her heels and held them in the hand with her purse. "I'm really glad you won." She told him. "Thanks for believing in me. But you didn't have to agree to the bet for the sake of my reputation. I don't have a lot of real friends; my relationships tend not to last, so when I meet a good friend I should hold onto them. You're a good friend." He told her.
"Is that all I am?" she asked her eyes gleaming in the moonlight. She was intoxicated, she'd had way too many cocktails, one scotch too many, and then a few glasses of champagne to top it off.
"No, that's not all you are. You're sweet but you got a naughty side too that just waiting to come out. You love the bad boys because you know they do things to you, you only wished the good guys would." He said leaning over and kissing her.
"You think you know me so well after spending a few hours with me." she said. "Johnny you don't know me, the real me." she said. "I want to know the real you. I want to know your fears, your hopes, dreams, what makes you laugh, what makes you smile and what makes you squirm." He said.
She sat down on the sand not even caring that she was ruing a perfectly good evening gown. She dropped her shoes and her purse on the sand next to her. "What about you Johnny? Why are you so attracted to good women? Women who can't handle your life and your crazy obsessions." She asked. "I don't know maybe I like playing into their fantasies. Turning nothing into something." He said.
She could feel his hands on her legs and then on her thighs as he reached for the hem of her gown. He slowly started hiking it up and she just let him. "Is that what we're doing right now? Turning nothing into something? We're at home in Port Charles and nothing's going on between us. Suddenly we reach the Bahamas and we're all over each other." She said. Then she felt his soft lips on hers.
"Don't fight this." He breathed on her neck. She wrapped her arms around his neck. And they were both done for. They were both looking for an escape and feeling the effects of the liquor they'd consumed. Maya was unraveling as she felt him pull her panties down. Then Johnny pushed her back into the warm sand so he could have a taste of oral sex on the beach. Then everything was a blur from that moment.