Gianna Michaels Wiki Novels & Stories

I stayed standing, scanning the crowd, waiting for her. And then I saw her—GreenLee, weaving through the chaos, her eyes searching. I moved toward her, but someone intercepted me. She was tall, blonde, and dressed like she thought this was a fashion show. One of those girls who always hovered around power, hoping it would rub off. “Well, if it isn’t Luca Ricci,” she said, placing a manicured hand on my chest. “I was hoping to run into you. You look... celebratory.” I didn’t smile. “Excuse me.”

At first I was reluctant for it, but indeed what my underboss said was right. This is the one and only way out of the war, and the advantage is way too much for me to say no. Which was why I dragged myself back to New York, meeting Valese directly to discuss the alliance in deeper details, sign the contract, before sealing it with a wedding with his daughter. Gianna Lucchese. Young, striking, and lethal, with wild wavy red hair and piercing green eyes. She was a mafia princess raised in the deep end—trained in hand-to-hand combat, expert with a gun and a knife, and apparently knowledgeable enough to handle explosives.

Luca said walking out onto the balcony and leaning against the railing with me. "Jake and Mary destroyed me, and made me into this person I love." I said looking down at the ground that was underneath us. "You're a strong woman sis, you survived through the shit you've been through. You're made for the Mafia." Luca said making me smile. "I haven't seen you fight but I know you'll be amazing." Luca said. "I already know how to hack into secure networks and secure servers." I said making his jaw drop. "You're the third hacker in this house after Giovanni and me, of course." He said making me chuckle.

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

"I don't want you to think that just because I showed up, I'm after money of something, because I'm not" she says going straight for the punch. I slide a file out from under the tray Lucy just set on the table and open it. "Gionina Raquel Daniels, born March seventeenth, nineteen-ninety-two, you were in and out of foster homes until the age of ten when you were adopted by a lovely gay black couple from Rochester" I glance over to see her eyeing the file in my hand.

Melissa what are you doing in there, I heard the princess Luciana calling out to me and I immediately swam out of the room. "Am sorry my princess I'm just arranging the room" I said to her and she rolled her eyes sitting down and ordering me to fix her hair. My name is Melissa and I'm a blued tail mermaid slave. I work in the palace as the princess Luciana's maid. I was taken in as a palace slave when my mother committed a crime. She fell in love with a human and got pregnant for the human an act which is a crime in Atlantica.

Henrieta waited for Mia who had just come out of De La Crush. She ignored the confused look Joe gave her as she approached the honey-haired girl who was about to open the car door. "Good afternoon," said Henrieta in front of Mia. Mia turned around, facing Henrieta, while Joe stood alert beside her with his arms crossed. "Good afternoon," answered Mia confused because she did not know who the woman was. "My name is Henrieta. I am Madam Gia Leonore's personal bodyguard, Mr. Jaxon's grandmother," said Henrieta introducing herself which Mia greeted awkwardly.

G I O V A N N A The plane landed in Italy, and it was registered in my blood that I was back here again. Not for good this time. For a blood war. I was either going to return home alive with Laura, or I die trying to save her. But, it will take a whole village to think they could kill me. I was Giovanna Vause, a mafia princess, and daughter of a powerful mafia boss. And, the most notorious and feared one.

my voice trailed off when I noticed her shocked expression. “What is it?” I asked carefully, looking at her suspiciously. “You met my mum?” “Huh?” Her expression changed from shocked to excited. “You've met my mum!” She declared, “My name is Gianna. And I've been working here since I was a child. My mum died many years ago, about when I was ten. Her spirit helps the chosen one to be on the right track, you should be excited, Your highness!” She giggled.

“These days have been tough on you, Michael Chang conditions is improving drastically and his version is recovering,” She opens the briefcase revealing tons of clean dollars. “This is just a small token of compensation!” She frowns. “Take it away!” she spat. Graciela smiles. “Gianna, I know that you personally disfigured your face to get away from Eachen. This is fine, it's suit your status, it is not likely you'll tie into Eachen's family,” she teases.