A Runway model and the American-Italian mafia boss
Alex D'Cruz has a rough past life that remains dead to her. On a way to forget everything and move on to a different part of Italy. She is independent and focused on herself a sa rising runway model...
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Alex D'Cruz
It's been a week since everyone recovered. Except for Devina, she is still at the clinic. Everyone has been spending their time going to the clinic almost every day, especially Scarlette. Giovanni is fully recovered from what he told me, but the doctor did say he still needs to be careful. Right now at this moment all of the bases in Europe and America are shut down while everyone is recovering and heading to their families. We also have been making calls that either their husband or wife isn't going to return back home.
Basically, The Italian-American mafia is currently underground at the moment. It feels so nice to have Giovanni to myself now and he isn't doing any work, but of course, he is trying to find some work to do. The only thing Giovani has to do is rebuild the mafia and his soldiers.
Right now, Giovanni is currently laying his head on my lap as I watch TV. He came into the living room as soon as he got home from the clinic, I went earlier today and laid his head down on me then fell asleep minutes later. It feels like the world has been quiet and calm at the moment. I have been sitting he with him for the past two hours.
No built-up tension and lots of working daily everyday. I actually love moments when it is just Giovanni and me, no interruptions, or other people around, just him and I. His breathing was nice and calm and he looked so stress-free at the moment. He made no hard facial expressions as he was asleep. " Are you going sit there and stare at me the entire time, Bellissmia?" He asked. I couldn't help but smile. He opened his eyes staring directly into mine. He raised his eyebrow at me waiting for a response. " I do what I please, Gio," I responded. He smiled and sat up. " Want to do something?" He asked. " Sure, like what?" I said refocusing my attention on him instead of the TV which was on a commercial.
The next thing I knew we were entering the kitchen and we started pulling out baking materials and ingredients. One thing I learned about Giovanni was he knows how to cook and bake he just doesn't do it. " Chocolate chip or snickerdoodle?" He asked. " Both," I suggested and he smiled. He told me what exactly to do and I followed every step. I decided to do the chocolate chip and he did the snickerdoodle.
Once we were finished mixing it was time to put the dough on the baking pans. I dipped my finger in the dough and held it up to Giovanni's mouth. He licked it right off of my finger. " Good," He said and placed a kiss on my lips. We rolled the dough into balls and laid them down on the baking pan and placed them in the oven. " They should take about twenty-five minutes," We cleaned everything up and sat back down on the couch. " You should really embrace your cooking and baking skills. I will be glad to help," I said. He looked at me. " Alex, you barely know how to cook or bake only the simple things. A couple of months ago you almost burned down the house just for trying to cook chicken, so I don't think you should be in the kitchen unless I am in there to supervise you," He said holding onto my hand.
