De Luca

Chapter 8 EDITED

Giovanni POV

New day, different problems. Whatever spell Princess had me under last night, I sure as hell didn't mind. I wanted her in so many ways. As my lover, my friend, and my queen.

Sigh.

Last night Jason called, warning me that a few Black Bone Crew members approaching the club. He kept nagging me to get out before shit got out of control. Even though the conversation lasted for a few seconds. This was the reason why I had stayed away from the club for so long. I took a chance last night, but of course, Marcus is a persistent son of a bitch. He wanted me to give up some of my warehouses and shipments. He is a child playing in a man's world.

I am curious as to why he wants them so bad and why he isn't hitting Santini. I mean, I know why he wants my shipping. I have got the best-tasting weed right now and guns. Maybe I have gone soft, but no worries, his pride will soon be short-lived. He just came up into this business and really felt he could take me on.

Tonight was the forced dinner by my aunt. I wore a military green fitted shirt, rolling the sleeves up, black jeans, and black Nike huarache sneakers. I put on the all-black watch that Princess got me, and I was ready to go.

Sadly what stood in front of my door is a fuming, angry Italian woman, Olivia.

"Going somewhere?!" She spoke louder than she needed to.

"Clearly I am, now move." I locked my front door. I had to get new locks because Ms. I-love-you-but-I-don't-want-to-be-with-you wouldn't give back the spare key that I gave her. She still hadn't moved out of my way, so I moved her. I picked her up, tossing her over my shoulders. I went over to her car and dropped on the hood of it with more force than intended to. Thinking she would stay there, I turned to go to my truck.

Black beauty, Chevy Silverado. Custom bulletproof doors and windows. All windows are tinted dark, I can see clear as day outside, but no one can see inside.

She is a beauty.

Olivia kept yelling, and I continued to ignore her. Until said asked... "Is there someone else?" What exactly did I see in this crazy woman?

"Look, Olivia, what we had was fun, but come on, get over it. And besides, me, no love you no more." I told her it was a bit harsh, but what the hell. The gentle way clearly wasn't working.

"There is someone! Who's the bitch Giovanni?!" Again, what does it matter to her? I can't do this right now.

"Leave my property, or I will make you leave." I gave her a bored expression because I am bored with this conversation. Our last break-up was the last of it.

"I will make your life a living hell." She stormed off, jumping in her BMW and speeding off.

Olivia's threat in the least bit did not faze me. If anything, I think she forgot she was the gateway to hell itself. I hopped in my truck and drove to my aunt's house.

2 hours later, I reached Aunt Jess' house, and from the cars parked outside, the close family is here. I parked behind Hendrick. I got out and made my way to her door. I'm near the door, and I can hear loud chatter. As I open it, it becomes louder. My family is loud, and I love it.

"Ma! Aunt J threatened me!" Everyone's head turned to me. My mom swats her sister playfully. And everyone lets out a loud greeting in between each other. They return to what they were doing right after.

I greeted my mom and dad with a kiss on their cheeks. I hugged my sisters Angelica, Serena, and Noemi, my brothers Nicolo and Michele. Nicolo and Michele do not live in the States, but they fly out twice a month to come to the family get-togethers. I fist bump my cousins Jason, Francesco, and the twins Lorenzo and Leonardo were here too. Hendrick has a thing for my sister Serena, so of course, he's here, that and the fact that Aunt Jessica threatened him.

The boys and I went out back by the pool table. The backyard has a pool table, a pool, of course, and a dartboard. But instead of throwing darts, we throw knives. A nice gazebo and a few meters away is the grill.

My family didn't know about Princess. The only ones that knew I was seeing someone was Hendrick, my brothers, and my cousins. It was a debate amongst the guys and my father, rather I should tell Princess myself or not.

My sister Noemi came out with a tray of drinks, my aunt and mom right behind her. We each grab a beer. I took a sip of mines and Noemi gasp. I have the weirdest sister ever.

"You're having sex!" I choked on my beer, and the fellas laughed. Noemi can be so randomly weird.

"Why wouldn't he be? He's a grown man, Noemi," Francesco said. He threw his beer cap at her.

"Pussy be falling at his feet." Leonardo sang out. We call him Leo.

"You guys are so rude," Noemi said. I just shook my head and enjoyed my beer.

"Hey, how about I set you up on someone great," Aunt J said. I'm starting to believe that she went into the wrong business. She should have been a matchmaker. Aunt J is always trying to hook someone up.

"No, thanks!" I shook my head. Princess was the first person that I thought of and then the date that Nicolo had. Poor Nicolo.

"What? Why not?" Aunt J asks, surprised. Everyone broke out talking over each other.

"Did you forget what happened to Nicolo!" We all laughed, and I tapped Nicolo's shoulder.

Nicolo's date turned out to be a shemale! The good thing is she was honest about it, having a vagina and dick or a dick and no vagina. I really don't want the details of it.

We continued talking amongst each other. Most of the time, it was me, the twins, and Jason, telling aunt J to stop hooking people up. She was horrible at it.

"Hey, where did you get that watch from? I don't remember buying you that." My mom's eyes are a little too observant for my part. But I shouldn't be surprised, leave it to an Italian mother to notice the littlest of things about their children.

"Who's up for a game of darts?!" I started an uproar, avoiding my mom's question. I could feel her eyes on me, though. Before I got on the pool table, I texted Princess but got no reply.

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What's up, peoples. Here's another one.

In case you haven't noticed, I really don't describe the characters. I would sometimes describe their hair or height or skin color, but that's about it. I do, however, describe what their wearing and stuff.

I just want you guys to picture the characters in your own way. For example, you can picture Trent as one of your douche bag exes or Olivia as the girl you wanna slap but can't.

Let me know what you think by commenting and voting.

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