The Water's Edge At Giovanni's Novels & Stories

It almost felt like I was being toyed with. "Here,have this. You need to be careful and stop rushing. The food is not going to be taken from you," Giovanni laughed as he held a glass of water in his hand, standing before me while he slowly bent . My eyes automatically widened, my heart racing fast, having no idea of what he was about to do. Unexpectedly, he raised the glass of water, directly placing the tip on my lip with his face dangerously close to mine. "Drink," he said lowly.

a voice whispers behind her and she turns to behold Giovanni with a scowl on his face. "Ho..how were you able to get here so quickly?" She stutters with dropped jaws. A FEW MINUTES AGO The canoe kept becoming more slower instead of going faster that Giovanni looked at the waters and said; "I wronged not the waters, why then do the waters seem to want to wrong me? I need a reply!" A part of the lake began boiling and the image of Maria appeared. The image faded away after a while and a voice that sounded like a great downpour answered back;

Giovanni carried his bottle of Disaronno down to the docks just a short walk from Thirsty Joe’s. That is where he suggested for their talk as it was less crowded this time of night and in psycho territory. Amberleigh got no propositions or any shit while walking side by side with him. Everyone knew and respected Giovanni Costa. And didn’t dare disrespect him or his woman friend.

Instead of creating a fuss, he silently tried to find her. "CCTV..." he said to Diego who immediately showed him the footage. "Rodgiro, have you sealed the doors?" he asked and the man gave a quick nod. After they found her and luckily she was still in the warehouse, Giovanni clenched his jaw in anger as he rushed to the underground pool where she was. It was like a cave, the rock type walls all around the large area and it between the beautiful blue water shone like a diamond. On the right side, the waterfall gave a real magnificent view and enhanced beauty.

The picturesque place captures all the different shades of green & blue in one canvas. It’s so beautiful here that all my senses feel heightened, everything since feels so elevated. I just feel so alive here, like I have this new energy coursing through me. “It’s beautiful!” I tell Giovanni. “Well Enna is beautiful, especially since I live here. You know you have the honor of accompanying the most beautiful man…..”. Giovanni stops in his tracks, and I just turn to see what has got his smug tongue. But what I see gets my tongue instead, Giovanni is lying on the ground, with a man on top of him, and he is bleeding out.

“Give up!” Sunny gasps dramatically, clutching her chest like she's been mortally wounded. “Oh, you're in trouble now!” She says, spinning around and aiming straight at Gianna. “Not on my watch!” I shout. I step in, shielding Gianna with my back and taking the full blast of water. Laughter and tiny squeals echoes across the beach and before I know it, we're locked in an all-out water war. I don't even care about the team anymore.

he growls, “I’d say you’d done that before.” “Only one time, sir.” I smile. “And that was last night with you.” Giovanni pats me on the butt and grins back at me. “Come on, let’s go see if the water still works in this old place.” I stand and follow him to the bathroom, admiring his sculpted glutes the entire way. He reaches into the shower and turns the hot water handle. There’s the sound of pipes yawning somewhere behind the walls, and then after a few seconds, water sprays from the shower head.

"Young master, the rain is getting heavy. It's time to go." I took a few steps back, my back almost hitting the cafe's glass door. The roof overhang kept the rain off us, but the air was turning freezing cold. "Goodbye, then." Leonard didn't move toward the car. He stood at the edge of the dry shelter, staring out at the grey sheet of water slamming into the pavement just inches away. "It's raining." "Yeah," I said, leaning against the brick wall. "I can see that." "How are you getting home?"

I smiled. Giovanni started to make sounds… it was clear that she wanted to cry. Vincenzo walked to me and put her in my arms. “I don't want to get into trouble.” He said and we all laughed. Vincenzo played with Giovanni along with Leilani. Edgardo saw that he really loves her. He even smiled, he just have to admit it to himself sooner or later. He noticed it. Even though she doesn't remember Vincenzo, they love each other.

Ghost POV His body sprawled against the hardwood, his face pale, his lips parted slightly as if he’d just exhaled his last breath. My pulse slams into my ribs, my stomach lurching violently as I take a step forward. Then I see him. Giovanni. Sitting in the leather chair, a glass of whiskey in his hand, his smirk slow and taunting as he lifts it in a silent toast. “Good timing, Valenti,” he muses, swirling the amber liquid before taking a leisurely sip. “I was just admiring my work.”