Giovanni 151 Novels & Stories

) he asked with a thick Italian accent. The men glanced at Isabella. "dove scusa capo ma questa cagna ci stava dando filo da torcere" (where sorry Capo but this bitch was giving us trouble) one of them said as the man shakes his head. "Sono circondato da idioti, mettila in macchina, i jet aspettano e dobbiamo riportarla in Sicilia in tempo per il compleanno del Don, altrimenti Giovanni ci ucciderà, ma prima che lo faccia ti ammazzo fino all'ultimo imbecilli"(Im sorrounded by idiots, get her in the car, vthe jets waiting and we need to get her back in sicily in time for the Don's birthday if not then Giovanni will kill us, but before he does I'll kill every last one of you imbeciles) the man

Theo said. "Where's Xanthos? I am here, particularly for him," Giovanni said, looking around. "Inside, maybe fucking his bride-to-be. They've done it five times today, and I wondered how the girl is still standing." Theo beckoned on a waiter who passed by, and he took a glass of champagne and extended one to me. "Get yours," he said to Giovanni. Giovanni took the cup filled with Champagne out of my head and brought it to his nose, sniffing lightly.

Arson POV Giovanni went on and on until i was exhausted and sour, his strength was limitless and i wonder how come he didn't get tired. My bare body was before him we finished another round, sweat drifted down from his stomach down to his torso, my legs were still wide apart and Giovanni kept staring at my dick. "What are you looking at?" I asked shyly, i shouldn't be shy but his intense gaze made me speechless, we just did five rounds and he was still looking so hungry and sex starved, is he a beast.

[Translation: Don't lie to me boy] "I'm not," he says firmly. "Giovanni, I know you better than anyone else and I sure as hell do know when a man has a woman in his life." Vincent raises an eyebrow, "How?" "You're glowing and you smell like sex," she says bluntly. Vincent sniffs himself; he did smell like sex; he should have taken a shower he left Chanel’s place. "Fine, I've met someone," he admits. "Italian?" He shakes his head, "African American."

Giovanni continued pounding into her, his own release not far behind. Giovanni whispered in her ear panting and sweating ,"I told you, my dear. This is just the beginning." “Roll over now!” Isabella's body trembled with a mixture of anticipation and excitement as Giovanni's commanding voice filled the room. She knew she had to obey, to give herself fully to him. With a moment of hesitation, she rolled over onto her hands and knees, presenting herself to him as he desired.

“Who are you? Do you know the price of kidnapping my son?” Only then did Giovanni snap out of his daze. He chuckled and said, “I’m Giovanni Santiago. I wonder if you’ve heard of my name. That’s not important. What I want to say is that your son has poisoned me with Heart Eater, and I only have a few hours left to live. If I can’t get the antidote, I’ll die. But I won’t die alone because I’ll bring your son with me!” Giovanni stared at Lord Vedastus with a profound and cold gaze while he used Bernard to force Lord Vedastus into giving him the antidote.

Before disregarding any notion of embarrassment, I pushed the door open. Giovanni was laid on the bed, one arm folded behind his head while the other clutched a book. His long muscular legs were crossed at the ankles and I gulped audibly at how irresistible he looked. “Are you seriously giving me the silent treatment again?” I asked as irritation itched at my throat. Giovanni remained stoic, his eyes still trained on the novel in his hand. I sat on the end of the bed, staring at his nonchalant form. The title in his hand caught my eye, ‘La Divina Commedia’. (The Divine Comedy) I smiled at the book in his hand.

"Get mad at me, Vejar! I won't allow you to have anything against me!" Before Mateo could get into his car, he screamed and grabbed the back of his head. "Oh, bull's eye!" Giovanni whistled when he threw his removed shoe right at Mateo. It was wise to hit my brother-in-law's head! My goodness! "Ahhh—Put it on Rossi!" "Come on, Mira! Get on!" I was so surprised that Giovanni immediately entered me in the shotgun seat and quickly maneuvered. The crazy man will laugh; even though he is far away and has already left almost the entire village, he still seems to be able to see the appearance of my brother-in-law.

The caress of his lips was soft. His hand traveled to my ass, he squeezed it and I smirked. "Jump," he said with his deep voice. It turned me on more. I obeyed and he caught me. Wrapping my arms around his neck. Giovanni walked over to the couch, never breaking the kiss. He gently placed me on the couch and unbuttoned his shirt. He tossed his shirt across the room exposing his very broad-toned upper body. I noticed he had a new tattoo in his left pack a Roman numerals tattoo.

Giovanni nodded and put his hands on the wheel as the gun lowered. "Do you know who I am?" Giovanni nodded again before he spoke. "You- you're Mr King." He answered. "Yes, I am, but do you know who else I am?" This time, Jason lifted the gun and pointed it at him. "No, sir." "Do you know Maya?" Giovanni's eyes widened at Jason's question. "Ye- Yes, I do." Jason smirked and dropped the gun again. He let out a breath before checking the time on his watch. n