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*******WARNING THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VIOLENCE*********
No One/Third Person POV
Days, went into weeks and weeks went into months. Giovanni was head over heels for Nathalie. They went out on their first official date and that date turned into something serious.
Even though they didn't put a label on it, he hated when she continued working at the Gentlemen's Club. But he knew all too well, not to get in the way of a woman's independence.
His mom taught him, "if you met her working, never dare ask her to quit. Your father did and he lost a tooth. A woman's independence is her confidence, her pride, and her dignity to show the world, no matter what you say, do or throw my way, I make my own money."
As much as he wanted her to stop working there he knew not to ask that of her. He wanted to keep all his teeth until old age said otherwise.
Nathalie would sometimes sleepover at Giovanni's place, but that changed when Olivia dropped by unannounced like always.
It was just Nathalie, cooking something for both her and Giovanni. When Olivia came in through the garage door. She saw Nathalie in the kitchen in nothing but her panties on, she threw a fit and started breaking everything in the house.
Nathalie fought the crazy bitch off and won. She won with a few scratches and cuts. Giovanni got home, to find what looked like a robbery, but only to see Nathalie gathering her things to leave. They had their first argument and their first make-up sex.
Nathalie however, stuck to her words and left when he was sleeping. She wasn't going to stay with him if his ex could just waltz in whenever she wanted.
Giovanni, on the other hand, didn't like the fact that she left and went to her home to convince her that he would change, every lock, door, and window on the house if that would make her stay.
Nathalie and Giovanni were snuggled in each other's arms when his phone started buzzing. He tried his best to ignore it but the buzzing kept on going. He groaned finally having enough of the noise.
It was his cousin, Jason. He remembers telling him not to call unless it was a real business matter. He answered the phone, Jason was speaking in a different language that they learned from the few years they spent in a country called Curacao.
"Nos tin un problema, e shipment no ta riba e haven." Jason told him.
"Kiko bo nifika!?" Giovanni shouted at him.
"Un mucha homber bisa, Marcus su hende bin tuma e shipment. E no sa unda e ta aworaki. Kiko nos ta hasi?"
Nathalie had rolled off of him, knowing that something was wrong. Giovanni put his phone on speaker phone and walked around looking for his clothes.
"Ront tur hende." he told him.
"E ta hasi ya. Djis un kos ta riba e haven ta e arma."
"Mi ta bini." Giovanni hung up before Jason could say anything else. Finally putting on his shirt. He kissed Nathalie, but the kiss turned into a heated kiss and they did a quickie.
His new supply of weed had just been shipped in. Or so he taught. Marcus had intercepted his shipment handoff and took his supply for his own.
Finally having enough of Marcus, he set out to make it known and clear to Marcus. "You don't fuck with the Red Devil." What Giovanni was about to do, was him living up to his name.
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