Giorno Giovanna の小説・ストーリー

My jaw tightened, something dark and violent twisted in my chest. His eyes lifted slowly to meet mine, calm as ever, like he hadn’t just crossed a line he couldn’t uncross. “Well,” he said, straightening his suit jacket. “You look like a mess.” I didn’t respond immediately, he was the least of my worries right now. My gaze shifted to Gianna. She lay there, completely still, her body limp against the couch, the white of her dress now creased and slightly stained, her hair falling across her face like she had been discarded… well she was too trusting and that got her this way.

The stench of burned flesh spread as my whole body convulsed in pain, cold sweat soaking through my clothes in seconds. "Talk! What tricks did you use to seduce Fabrizio?" Giovanna held the dagger, the tip pressed under my chin. "I didn't," I said, my voice shaking from the pain. "Ten years ago, the Camorras kidnapped him. I blew up a car to save him. How could I ever seduce my own son?" "Keep making things up. Go on," Giovanna sneered. The dagger in her hand slashed hard across my cheek. "I've seen photos of Liliana. She was a hundred times prettier than you! A plastic freak like you doesn't even deserve to talk about her."

"Yeah uhm... That didn't go well at all." He downed the glass at once. "Could we skip it maybe?" "Yeah of course." Romeo didn't press further. "You can tell me when you're ready to. I'm always here." Giovanni smiled softly, so brief it almost felt like it was never there. "So actually, this girl, I met her on the way to see... Uhm to see Jessica. She's a mechanic, you wouldn't believe." His face seemed to light up a bit more as he thought of her.

"You... you don't know him! This is the distress of a friend of mine. She asked me to help her find a doctor." "Oh? I see! Are there any specific symptoms? How does she know?" Giovanna did not expose her. She was 26 years old, older than Renee, and she had seen too many people and things. Her clumsy acting was not enough to deceive her. She guessed it was Dante, but she was very confused. Her third brother was tall and strong, and did not look like a man with an unmentionable disease! "Just... they slept together every day, but nothing ever happened. Once, the man was accidentally drugged, and the woman wanted to help him, but the man rejected her!"

LANCE POV - Giovanni approached us, clearly flustered, and undoubtedly coming from Mr. Marco and Madam Gianna’s room. There’s some relief in knowing their health has improved, especially Mrs. Gianna’s, as she’s no longer requiring hospitalization. However, she’s experienced significant weight loss, a hardship made worse by the recent passing of her friend, Mrs. Martha Morgan. “Sweethearts, why don’t you introduce Axel to Nonni? Sure they’ll be happy to meet your friend.” Giovanni’s suggestion.

Chapter 17 Alessio Giordano Gianna Marino put in a lot of effort after her first unpleasant encounter with Ivy. It was as though she wanted to prove that she could do what I thought she couldn’t and to be sincere, she was excelling at it. It was so hard not to notice. Her first week at the office, she was a newbie with no idea how things were run but by her third week, she had taken charge of the office and everything going on in the office.

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.

❛I had all and then most of you, some and now, none of you; take me back to the night we met❜ — The Night We Met/ Lord Huron. — T O B I A S— “Fuck.” I cursed, hurling my phone against the wall in frustration. A week had passed since I last saw Gianna, and all my attempts to locate her had been in vain. I had managed to get her home address from her boss, only to discover that it was now part of a murder investigation—she hadn't been joking when she said she killed her boyfriend and his mistress. But right now, that wasn’t my primary concern. I was married, and even though the memories of that night were hazy, I just had to find her.

Giovanna told me, more than once she had witnessed a girl stumbling around the house at midnight, losing her way to the entrance and looked like she had just been through one hell ride of a rollercoaster. And so, the purpose of the whole discussion came down to a fair warning. Giovanna warned me to keep my distance. Not that I was not already doing so by refusing to spend a night in his bedroom last night, but she mentioned about how I should do my research before jumping into anything. Liam might be cold and heartless but there had to be a reason woman was so drawn to him. Otherwise, he would not be known as a womanizer of the Luciano household. After Giovanna finished her food, we wasted t

"Very good sir. This is our new Accountant, Miss Wilson." Chanel forces a smile, "Nice to meet you, Mr Giovanni." "Likewise, Miss Wilson," Mr Giovanni looks at Darius, "You can leave Darius, I’d like to talk to our new employee, we'll talk later during the day." Darius nods and leaves the room. "Chanel," Mr Giovanni says, "What a surprise." Chanel rolls her eyes, "You still remember my name." "That kind of behaviour can get you fired bambino, you don’t roll your eyes at me and yes, how could I forget the woman who gave me the most unforgettable night of my life."