The Trillionaire's Highest Bid

Chapter 11

Giovanni's POV

I stared at the girl who was passed out on my floor. 

You had to see what kind of demon I am. 

I carried her off from the floor and placed her gently on the bed. 

"What you did was wrong Gio, you better apologize" Mother Niña said.

If mother Niña speaks up, I know what I did was fucked up. 

I stood there silent and just staring at Miognette.I was so preoccupied with the happenings, I didn't notice Jeremy came inside.

"Sir, they found him and his family." I looked over my shoulder and said

"Ok, have the car ready in 2 minutes" 

"Yes sir."

"Mother Niña, prepare my suitcase. Im gonna leave Rome for a business meeting, and buy her something to wear, she's coming with me." 

"Alright, Gio." She replied. 

I'll deal with this shit later, now I have business to attend to.

I went inside my closet and changed into a whole different black suit. I took my gold spade with a big cross and a crown brooch to signify who I am, what my status is, and who has the upper hand in this game we call life. I placed it on my suit and pushed my hair back. 

I took a long look of me in the mirror.

 I get why people was so scared, I look terrifying. I was cursed with these silver eyes that looked like hell. Heck, even I get scared with myself sometimes.

I admired myself more.

It's no joke when I say I'm incredibly handsome, because its true I am handsome. Too handsome. All my life, Im so used to getting my way. And at when that shit happens every damn day, nothing just don't surprise you anymore. 

I went outside my closet and took one last look of Miognette. 

That was until yesterday morning, I have never been defied before, let alone being called an asshole, and for some reason I find it amusing. That's probably the reason why I was so keen on keeping her. 

I exited the building and into the black limousine. I took the glass of chardonnay from Jeremy's hand. I stared at the moving scenery outside and pondered,

"Why was I born into a family where in a young age you are given the biggest responsibility?"

I thought as I reminisce my childhood.

 "In exchange for all these riches is losing the ability to be normal. Once you entered this family, you are forever stained by it's sinful stench of mistakes. I still remember the horrible happenings, dare I say it, so horrible it turned a 5 year old into a monster. That monster was me. My father would always take me to one of his murderous escapades. Normal people would think it's too much for a young kid, but here? They would rejoice." 

La Famiglia di Pichee. The only damn thing that I posses, which I despise the most. Because of this, I lost all my positive emotions and replaced with negativity. I became the devil.

We finally got to the Isolated destination. I got out of the limo and my cold, heartless silver eyes stared a large  6 story stone castle  and two guards, wearing a similar but cheaper suit than mine opened the entrance door for me.

You see, the hotels? the airlines? the telecommunications? the 'clean' businesses? that's just a facade of everything that is happening underneath Italy and those crimes? are under my name. A mask, per say.