Picture of Giovanni above^^
He sure makes me feel some type of way!
;) <3
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I woke up early that Saturday morning in a fuss. My foot got caught in my purple sheets as I was crawling out of bed, so I fell and landed straight onto the wooden floor of my bedroom.
"UGH!" I exclaimed loudly as I pulled my leg towards my body, unraveling my self from those dumb blankets. I stood up too fast, realizing the pounding headache Ive had. I put my head in my hands and rubbed my temples.
Maybe a shower would help I thought. I walked over to my bathroom and opened the door. The cold tiles stunned my feet. I seriously need to invest in a rug for this damn bathroom. As I looked up I saw myself in the mirror, my hair was disheveled and my makeup all over the place. I realized I didn't pack any shampoo, conditioner or body wash with me, so I would have to go buy some today. I just have to make do and try to make myself look normal and not so ugly that I'll scare little children.
I grabbed my brush and combed my hair up into a high ponytail and tried to get all my old makeup off with a wet towel. I succeed in making myself not look like a walking ogre this morning.
I walked back into my bedroom and checked my phone that was on the charger. It said, 'one missed call from: MOM'.
SH1T, I forgot to call her last night! She's probably worried sick. I'll just call her later in the day, it's too early she's probably asleep and I have to go to the pharmacy down the street to buy some Advil and shower stuff. She'll understand that I was busy unpacking.
I took off my pajamas and threw them in a wrinkled ball into the corner of my bedroom, I really don't have the energy to be neat right now. I grabbed a pair of light wash jeans with holes in the knees and a blue tank top. I slipped on my clothes, put on my white low top Converse, grabbed my purse and walked out the door. I walked down the stairs and into the lobby where Alex was working at the front desk. I didn't want to speak to him right now in fear that'd id seem like a total b#tch because of the lack of sleep I got, so I just gave him smile and pushed open the door to the street.
I sped down the steps almost tripping over my feet and walked down the street on the sidewalk until I found the closest pharmacy.
As I pushed open the metal doors of the pharmacy a bell chimed in the store to alert the workers of my presence. I looked at the signs directly about the aisles for the hair and body care section. I found it after about 10 minutes, with little to no help from the "excellent" workers here. Where is everyone anyways? Without having a second thought about where the he11 everyone was I grabbed my herbal essences, dove body wash and headed to the back off the store where the pharmacy section was so I could grab my Advil and get out of here. I walked up to the counter and heard to what seemed to be arguing coming from the back room. Me being my nosy self I listened in,
"Where the f*ck is my money Luciano! I told you not to be late, and now your gonna f*cking pay you piece of sh*it do you understand that you porca miseria?!" Whoever was saying this was a man who had a thick Italian accent. The person who was getting these threats spoke up,
"I'm not giving you your f*cking money you filthy swine. I owe you nothing, now get out off my shop." After this I heard something drop to the floor and it was not just my jaw. In a last ditch effort to help the poor man I rang the bell on the counter of the pharmacy window. Suddenly all the noise coming from the back room stopped. The man that walked out of that room had to be the sexiest man I've ever seen in my life and I don't think he was the pharmacist. My heart dropped, he was tall man with broad shoulders, wearing only a white dress shirt which you could see his chiseled abs through, black dress pants, leather shoes, and a Rolex wrist watch that probably cost the same as my life. His face seemed like it was chiseled by Michelangelo himself, His jaw line was flawless, and his eyes were brown with little specks of gold. He looked like every girls dream guy, except there was something off about his face. His face was tight and his lips were pursed, he wasn't angry, he was infuriated.
He stormed over to me and grabbed me by my arm causing me to drop all of my things. Let's just say I was ready to go karate kid on his a$$ if he tried anything funny with me. We walked out of the store together with his grip only tightening around my arm, he pulled me into nearby alley way.
Great I thought, I'm gonna get killed already in the only two short days I've lived in this place and of course it's going to be in a sketchy a$$ alleyway. Typical.
He turned me around and pinned me against the wall and stared me down with his powerful gaze. Was it bad to say I was slightly turned on by this extremely attractive mans gaze?
"What did you hear Troia?" He hissed, spit coming out of his mouth as he said it.
"First off don't call me whatever name you just did in Italian because I'm not whatever you think I am. Second I saw whatever I saw and there's nothing you can do about it, and third if your gonna kill me at least be quick about it." I said surprising myself of how calm and collected I was at this whole situation.
This Italian piece of sh*it just stared at me in shock of what I just said to him, he only let me see his shock for a split second before it turned back to cold hard anger.
"Listen very carefully, I can either make your day, and trust me I could totally make your day love..." He trailed off looking me up and down hungrily and licking his lips, "..Or I can break you just like I did back there with that figlio un cane back in the pharmacy, understand figa?" He spat. His words came out of his mouth like venom out of a snakes fangs. His piercing eyes looking right through me.
Suddenly all of my courage was gone and replaced in fear of what I've gotten myself into.
"Wh- who are you?" I asked stuttering.
He gave me a wicked smile, "I'm Giovanni Vincenzo sweetheart."
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DUH DUH DUHHHHHHH
He's so beautiful omg guys, I'm in love with him ready!
I hope you enjoyed the chapter, I couldn't wait 2 days to give his to you guys because I felt it was necessary to start the story!
Love you potatoes! <33
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