-Across America- sequel (Diego Brando x reader)

~12~

I want everyone to look at this bird. I love it.

"It looks like he is the child of you and Johnny." She whispered. "..Johnny as a girl?.. That wouldn't be so bad.." I smiled, looked away. "What?!" Y/N was taken aback. "Ahah! Just kidding.." I chuckled.

We got some drinks then went out and sat at the pool. We put our feet in the water

"Anyway.. He's sleeping right now. So why not tell me what happened today?" Y/n sipped on her soda. "Though you would watch the news.. Some Euro countries are negative about me managing and presenting New York. Most are staying neutral, but soon to be positive. It does not concern me as for now." I informed her of it. "Uhuh.. France and England I bet? No wonder why." Y/N huffed. "It's fine. I'll give them what they want.. The most important of all is that I am the one who approves of projects now. I've already introduced some." I told her the more interesting part. "Really?! You never told me about any of this!" She looked excited. "It's because I had to make the decision today, last minute. But one of them is to decrease the duty tax to another countries, only in New York." I viewed this as one big step forward. "Only in New York? What about America? But what's the point if the goods can be shipped throughout America with no tax??" She seemed to not get it. "That's the point. New York's harbors and airports will be much more preferred than any other in America. Get it now? It means that I will have the opportunity to build bigger ones and invest in the transport industry. Which will lead to massive income." I held up my glass of wine. "But what if America decreases the tax too? Wouldn't that be fatal for the investments?" She was worried. "No. America right now is nowhere close to decreasing the duty. Trust me, it's all planned out." I glanced at her while Y/n looked at me. I loved observing her features.. Just looking at her.

"I'm happy." She suddenly said out. "You're happy? I'm happy too then." I cupped her face with my palm. "Anything that you do is perfect. How do you manage to do that?" Y/N asked. "I wouldn't say perfect, close to perfect maybe. Maybe it's because I try, never giving up. Because that's my dream. What are your dreams, Y/n?" I asked her. "..My dreams?? Well- Maybe I want to succeed?" She said out timidly. "You're already successful? Aren't we successful?" I was confused. "That's not what I want to say. Success is not only about wealth, Diego. I want to succeed in what's beyond the things that you can only touch, hear or see." Y/n was telling me all these things "This means?" I was not keeping up with what she was saying. "Don't think about it too much. You're going to understand it once you get bored of all of this. But let's see... My dreams for now must be just being with you and-" "Having fun?" I predicted what she was going to say. "That's right!" Y/n hugged me. "Em.. Good evening." Someone from behind us spoke. We turned around.
It was a young boy with golden hair.. "Giorno! Come sit with us." Y/n invited him. That was the boy she was talking about.

"Feeling better?" Y/n asked. "Mhm.." He murmured while moving his feet through the water. "Meet Diego, Giorno." She moved away so he could come closer to me. I turned to him and held out my hand. "Diego Brando. It is a pleasure to meet you." He returned the gesture, shaking my hand as a sign of mutual respect. "Giorno Giovanna. It is, really, such spectacular feeling to be meeting you." He smiled. I tried reading his features. He had sharp eyes yet very soft look, full lips with very defined cupid's bow. Had three hair rolls in front, rest of his hair falling to his shoulders. Looked like he was analyzing me too.

Y/n's pov:

"How did you come here?" Diego asked him. "Oh, don't expect me to know. It's all L/N's mother's work." Giorno closed his eyes, relaxing. "What's your occupation? Going to school?" It was the first time that I ever saw Diego trying to start a conversation with someone else. "The head of the Italian Mafia, not going to school for now, but might reconsider it. What about you?" Giorno turned to look at him. "Very well, a respected place. I'm managing and I own New York." Diego smirked. "Very respectable as well." They agreed with each other and continued talking about positions and more complicated stuff that I no longer had the motivation to listen to..