Two complete opposite. Two wondering souls looking for a place to belong.
Gianna, 18, is a fragile girl who is longing to be loved. By anyone, brother, father even lover, she is just looking for someone to fill that void she is trying so hard to...
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After the ball yesterday emotions have been quite high, Alessia broke down crying last night resulting in her sleeping with Gianna. The kiss created an awkward, more awkward atmosphere between G and I, there was just so much drama last night that I think today will be a make or break for Alessia. I have no idea how Gianna is feeling as she is hardly and open book she barely says two words to me outside of the kiss never mind seeing her father last night, I feel like she is just going to go back to that emotionless shell she was in when she first came here.
I walk back into my house where I can hear chatter in the coming from what sounds like the kitchen. I follow the voices to see my sister sat with Gianna. There is a smile plastered in Gs face and for the first time since she's been here she looks happy.
"Gianna we have to go." I announce making her frowns as she wraps her petite frame around my sister. For a few moments they hug before she releases, grabbing her bag she turns to me and i spin back around walking towards the door.
"Where are we going." She asks and i chuckle shaking my head. The entire time she's been here she hasn't left the house, I am trying to convince her I am not a monster but I am keeping her captive. I have decided to during her out for a little while so she can see a little of Florence.
"Do I need a coat." She asks in a quiet voice and i shake my head as I open the front door, I nod my head as she walks under my arm. I follow her and she looks out into the drive way with wide eyes as I have lined all my cars up.
"Ok princess your chariot awaits. You get to pick." I announce making her smile looking at me, I think she is warming to Italy but I can still hear her cry every night, with time I'm hoping that will heal. There is no chance in hell I am giving her back to her father now.
"That one" she points to the all black Lamborghini urus, this is the only car that is completely black. The whole exterior is black, the wheels, the grill even the windows are tinted the darkest shade. Inside is pretty similar as there are black leather seats and the console is black as well.
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I fish through my suit jacket looking for the keys as we walk over, I unlock the car before I open the door for her. She climbs inside, due to her height I offer her my hand making her frown realising how small she is. I don't think 5'4 is terribly small she just is a cute size. I couldn't imagine her being tall like Alessia when she looks so delicate and fragile.
