𝙃𝙞𝙨 𝙁𝙤𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧. [Giorno Giovanna x Reader]

𝖩𝗈𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖯𝖺𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗈𝗇𝖾?

The girl blushed at his words. She looked at him in the eyes, before her gaze followed the floor.

"I'm glad, sir." She mumbled.

"Please call me Giorno. It's okay." He said, smiling at her.

She nodded, she did blush at the thought of calling him by his first name.

"Well, I called you here because, I wanted to apologize for doubting you. I should've trusted you, I can't believe that my own men would sell drugs to children when I have set my norms against it, strictly." He looked into her eyes, he took her hands, holding them tightly.

"I'm very sorry, [name], please forgive me." He said with pure generosity and admiration.

Her face was red like a tomato at this point. The man she admired and loved from the shadows, he stood there in front of her, holding her hands, while apologizing for something so small.

"I- please, don't say that. You were right in your place, you didn't know who I was, it's only natural to be skeptical." She mumbled, her eyes still on his hands, they were rough yet their touch felt so gentle and so calm.

She was hyperventilating on the inside, on the outside, she tried her best to remain calm.

She looked up at him, his face held a gentle smile, looking at her with his beautiful turquoise eyes.

"Just when I thought I couldn't fall in love with him anymore..." [Name] thought.

"Also, I have come to know many things about you." He added.

[Name] looked at him confused. He let go of her hand gently, her skin starting to ache for his touch. However, his hands felt empty when he let go of hers, but he thought it would be inappropriate and she might get uncomfortable.

He walked towards his desk, opening his drawer to reveal her journal.

"What the fuck!? KSKSHHSJWNA" She screamed on the inside, as her eyes widened at the thought of THE Don having her personal journal.

His lips turned into a smug smile as he flipped through the pages, pretending to read what was written in it, even though he has already read all of it.

"I see you admire me alot." He giggled, while she blushed heavily.

"I- give it back, respectfully." She looked away.

"Hmm? What if I don't?" The Don placed his index finger on the chin, thinking.

"Well i- uhhh. I'll steal it." She said.

"Hm, I'd like to see you try, cara. Come and get it." He placed the journal on the table.

[Name] walked towards the table, trying to grab the journal, but suddenly vines erupted from the side of the journal, throwing her against the wall.

"Ow." She mumbled. [Name] stood up on her feet, looking at the blonde. However, she saw a golden spirit hovering behind him, looking at her intently as well.

"Uhh. Don Giovanna, please don't panic but I think there's something hovering behind you." She pointed at the golden spirit.

His eyes widened at her gesture.

"So you can see it." Giorno said.

"Huh? What do you mean?" She looked at him confused, he held out his hand, motioning her to come close to him. "Come here, cara. It won't hurt you." He said.

She slowly walked towards him, his hand rested on her back as she saw the golden spirit in front of her. She wasn't aware of his hands moving from her upper back down to her waist.

"This is golden experience requiem. My stand. I know you must be thinking what a stand is, it is a physical manifestation of one's life energy, spiritual energy as to say. Only stand users can see other stands." Giorno explained, "this means that you are a stand user too."

[Name] looked at him in confusion, "You got shot, didn't you? By an arrow?" He looked at her.

"Yeah... I'm not going to question how you know, I probably wrote about it, and also you're the Don." She said.

"The Don you admire so much." He giggled, rubbing her back.

"The arrow you got shot by has the ability to give stands, you have a stand as well, however it's not manifested yet, which brings me to my next question." Giorno started to walk away towards the window, staring at the scenery.

"Would you like to join Passione? Would you help me bring down the drug route that has been going hammock these days? I have a feeling that someone is upto no good. Someone has already infiltrated passione. I'm a target for many people and they know that smuggling drugs in my territory would bring them no good, especially when I'm against it. So, they will take me down."

[Name] gripped her skirt, her knuckles whitening at hoe strong her grip was.

"So will you-"

"I would do anything for you, Giorno. I would join Passione. It has been my dream to help you through everything, and that dream will not be faltered over anything small." She looked at him with determination.

Giorno looked at her with fondness in his eyes and a small smile decorating his lips.

"Thank you, [Name]. I'll be thankful. Forever." Giorno said, he walked towards her, looking at her, "Since you'll join Passione, I'd ask Bucciarati to take you under his group, along with that, you would learn how to control your stand as well. Since you already know how to fight, you should be good." He added.

"Just take care of yourself, Don Giovanna. We all need you. I need you." She mumbled looking down.

"I will be here. I just need to know who are betraying us. That's all I need to know, and seeing how you have been helping me without any hopes of being rewarded, I think you'd make a good addition to our organization." He said.

"However, you still need to prove that we can trust you." He added. [Name] nodded, she understood that trust isn't easily gained in Mafia, so she had to do her best when it came to him.

"I understand. I will do my best."

"Good. Now, let me call Bucciarati, he would show you your room. I'll be sending you on a mission today, so be prepared." Giorno said, he pressed the button on his table, a ringing sound going off.

Bucciarati opened the door, looking at the two of them.

"Please make her known about all the duties of being a member of Passione." Giorno said.

Bucciarati nodded at his words, Giorno looked back at her with a small smile.

"Welcome to Passione, [Name] Bianci."