Gianna beamed brightly when her name was announced after the dinner, though it was out of glee as she watched Nicholas and his slut leave the dining hall. It was time for her to give a small speech on the charity auction to appease the audience, and afterward, she would be leaving. A simple excuse was made to explain her absence, and her associates would take care of the auction for her.<br/><br/>She took her place at the podium set up overlooking the dining hall as the audience applauded politely. “Thank you,” she said graciously. “And thank you all for coming to my auction. I’m afraid I’m not much for words, as those who know me can attest. This auction is very important tonight, so let me all say how wonderful it is to see everyone to support a charity in need. The auction will begin momentarily in the main hall. I’m afraid a rather important matter has come up, and I must see to it personally this evening, but I assure you, my associates will make sure everything runs smoothly.”<br/><br/>Another round of polite applause ended her little speech. Most of the guests began to leave the dining hall, ready to begin the auction, but Gianna headed towards the main entrance. Two of her maidservants were waiting for her in their party attire, holding her fur wrap (http://images03.olx.com/ui/4/93/28/66348528_1-Pictures-of-Black-Faux-Fox-Fur-Wrap.jpg). She draped the lush fur around her shoulders, and one of the servants escorted her to her limousine, and soon they were off to her manor.<br/><br/>In the back of the limo, Gianna finally let loose a giddy chuckle at what she was getting away with: kidnapping, pure and simple, but on a much elevated personal level. Nicholas and his slut would be driven, courtesy of one of her spare limos, to her manor as well, and once they were unloaded within the privacy of her walls, the true night’s entertainment would begin. Her servants had been instructed very carefully on how to set up her boudoir, and she fully expected to come home to it transformed into a decadent little hell for the both of them.<br/><br/>Brooks Manor (http://stonemole.files.wordpress.com/2008/06/waddesdon_manor_front_2.jpg) was easily the largest settlement she milked from her ex-husband James when they divorced. The manor alone was worth millions of pounds, and was one of two other properties she owned, the others being her summer mansion and flat in downtown London. Her limo pulled up to the front, and she exited up to the front steps, anxious to shed off the evening dress and into something less…she had a few minutes; plenty of time to check and see if Clarice had done a competent job in dusting.