How To Fight Giovanni Novels & Stories

Giovanni, still hiding behind the car door, gritted his teeth and clutched his bleeding shoulder. "You think I’ll let you take me alive?" Giovanni hissed, before lunging at Hunter and shoving him hard. Hunter’s rifle slipped from his grasp, clattering to the ground. Giovanni didn’t waste any time, charging at him with punches and kicks. But Hunter’s reflexes kicked in, letting him dodge each attack like it was second nature. Giovanni kept coming at him, determined, but Hunter was faster. Seizing the opportunity, Hunter grabbed Giovanni’s arm mid-strike and swiftly slammed him to the pavement.

“Passengers, the Camerlano family has ordered a closure of Port Saint Giovanni airspace. This flight is delayed indefinitely. All losses will be fully compensated by the Camerlano family.” The cabin stayed silent for three seconds before someone inhaled sharply and another person muttered in disbelief, but no one raised their voice. In a city controlled by the mafia, the name Camerlano meant you could be dissatisfied, but you could not say it out loud. A quiet conversation started behind me. “Who are the Camerlanos looking for to make a move like this?” “I heard something went wrong at the Claiming Rite. The girl the heir chose ran.” “Ran? Who would dare?”

“You want me to stay out of your way? Fine. But don’t think for a second I’ll just shut up and accept your bullshit. You invited me to come along, Giovanni. So if you’re planning to treat me like a child, you’d better get used to me fighting back.” The fury in his eyes was almost tangible, but I didn’t back down. Giovanni’s chest rose and fell rapidly, but he said nothing. Instead, he stared at me, eyes blazing with a storm of emotions I couldn’t quite read. Then, finally, he turned sharply on his heel and stalked out of the room, leaving me standing there, chest heaving. Fucking asshole.

I hissed through gritted teeth as I tried to control my powers from bursting out. “Or what? Fight me in front of Vincenzo? You wouldn't want to do that. Moreover, you'll only be putting your pup's life at risk. You wouldn't want that, would you? Now be a good girl and continue walking,” Giovanni said the last part with an eerie smile. If it wasn't for the fact that I was still rational and knew he had the upper hand in everything as of now, I knew I'd have bursted out in anger.

“You’re carrying our future. That makes you the most important thing in this house. And the most vulnerable. So you learn. You learn today. You will learn tomorrow. You learn until you can put a man on the ground before he touches you.” I swallowed. Sounds fun, but this isn’t going to be easy. “I want to kill Lucas with my bare hands.” I whispered. Giovanni’s thumb brushed my jaw. “Then I’ll teach you how.” He stepped back, gesturing to the mat. “First: stance" I mirrored him – feet shoulder-width, knees soft, hands up near my face. He circled me slowly, eyes assessing. “Weight on the balls of your feet. Back straight. Don’t lock your knees.”

He was nothing but a tired and defeated man fighting for his life right now. "I will leave you soon, Giovanni. But first You must pay for all the wrong deeds you did to me and my family. You need to face the consequences now for crossing me," Evan let out, his voice low and menacing. “Please…” Giovanni begged. Evan's nose flared in rage and in one swift moment, his fist connected with Giovanni's jaw, sending his head snapping back. Giovanni cried out in pain but Evan grabbed his head from behind, putting him on still, He continued to punch him, each blow landing more mercilessly.

But then, fighting that sharp pain, teeth clenched and the flames of hatred burning inside his chest, crying out for revenge, Giovanni shouts at the top of his lungs, “I'll kill you, bloody bastard!” Giovanni strikes another blow, pulling out more teeth that Gioacchino spits in his face, with an insane smile cracking on his bloody lips. The smile becomes a laugh, as he's pressing even further on the wound, separating the fingers and hooking the nail into the flesh. Now, Giovanni is bleeding profusely, becoming even more pale. Giovanni shouts again, holding his grandfather's face tightly, trying to hold him still… Sliding his finger, he stars pressing the thumbs against Gioacchino's eyes, pus

He launched himself at Vlad, tackling him with a ferocity that sent both men sprawling to the concrete floor, the knife skittering away and clattering against a pillar. My heart leaped into my throat. They were fighting, mano a mano, amidst the dust and the ringing echoes of explosions. I could only watch, bound and helpless, as my fiancé grappled with the madman who wanted to destroy us both. Giovanni landed a devastating punch to Vlad's jaw, a sickening crunch echoing even over the chaos. "Grr...auck." Vlad roared, blood appearing on his lip, and retaliated with a vicious kick to Giovanni's ribs. The fight was brutal, fueled by years of deeply personal hatred.

I arched toward him slowly and crushed my lips to his. He responded immediately, his lips moved perfectly against mine. His hands came up to my head, fingers entangling in my hair. It was warm and fast. So fast, he didn't notice my hand becoming a paw, only falling away with a grunt when my claws sunk into his gut. As soon as he was on the floor I flew at him, swiping once again at his stomach. Then I stepped away, the Champion stayed on the floor. I watched as he hit the ground three times.

She heard a shrill scream piercing the air, only to realise it was her own. In a flash, Giovanni was torn away from her, Sera stumbled backward from the sheer force. Nate's fist crashed into Giovanni's jaw with a sickening crack. His jaw was firmly clenched, eyes narrowed in a slit as he drove his fist into Giovanni's rib, knocking the air out of his lungs. The rain seemed to have intensified, but it couldn't drown Gio's screams of agony as Nate thrashed him brutally. After beating him unconscious, Nate got off him.