Before I said "I do" - Giovanni x Reader Story

02: Villa by the Seashore

A/N: I wasn't going to post another chapter today... but then I went, meh. Might as well! So here we are!!

Yes, I have Archer already in the story... and Ariana. It's kind of just easier to throw in Rocket members we already know about into the story. But personally, I'd see Archer and Ariana about the same age, but a bit younger compared to Giovanni. Closer to Sylvia's age, but maybe younger than that, too. I just like the idea that Archer really screwed up at the start of his whole Rocket career, but end up getting back in the boss' good graces, at some point.

I decided to fast forward the story a bit cause the parts I want to write about are in the villa. It's an Italian style villa/mansion by the ocean, in a further obscure place compared to the main part of whatever Sevii Island they are currently on. Probably a place Madame Boss bought years ago and has a Rocket base nearby, of course, but doesn't use it very often. While other buildings in the area are more traditional, Japanese inspired probably, they are in the 'rich' part of the island where the buildings and homes are a mix between various cultures, including the traditional sorts of housing, but seeing a Mediterranean styled house isn't too strange... or least it's not as strange as it could be.

Okay. I think that's enough talking for now. ENJOY!!!

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You should have expected this. You should have. It hasn't been the first time you were stopped at the gates of the Rosso country villa, but!...

This isn't what you wanted to be dealing with right now!!

"Are you sure, miss? I could bring you to a hotel –"

"It's alright. I'll deal with these idiots. I'll pay you for your time," you told your cab driver as you gave him a wad of cash, plus a bit extra for his concerns, and you could tell the man was surprised while you gave him a sweet smile, before exiting the car with your suitcase in tow.

You sighed, glaring at the voice on the other end of the speaker that was refusing to let you inside, so you reached into your handbag and pulled out your far more personal and updated phone. "Ciao. Yes!... yes, well that's great. Guess what?... Hmm~~?..." you cooed, narrowing your eyes in irritation at the nonchalant response on the other line. "I'm standing right outside of your gates and your idiota grunts aren't letting me in! Now you either let me inside or I'm gonna go on a murderous rampage!! –"

But before you could finish your cursing, a snort leaving your breath as you let out a tired grumble, you watched as the gates slowly swung open, inviting you up the cobblestone driveway towards the front of the large and expensive looking villa. "... Grazie," you mumbled, trying not to sound too mad, but you rolled your eyes at the hearty laughter in your ear while you sighed and ended the call before shoving the phone back into your bag.

"Thanks for the ride!" you gleefully said with a slight giggle in your breath, and you could tell the cab driver was shocked by what just happened, a bit of a blush on his face, but you merely waved at him as you turned away, walked through the gates, and you heard the gates swinging closed as you walked further into the large estate with your suitcase bag rolling behind you. You adjusted your handheld bag, tilting up your hat, and you adjusted the sunglasses on your face, trying to keep the sun from hitting your face in the most obnoxious way possible, before finally reaching the large front doors.

But, right before you could even think about taking a nice long hot bathe to get rid of the grime you were feeling from traveling all damn day, of course a damn boy was standing in your way! He looked like your typical 'stick up the ass' and 'kiss the boss' ass' sort of young man as he blocked your way from entering the villa, a clipboard in his hand while your eyes glared into his emotionless blue orbs. "Excuse me. This is a private villa. I need to ask you to leave –"