[ JoJo's Bizarre Adventures: Post-Golden Wind x Reader]
It's been 4 years since the defeat of Diavolo, 4 years since Giorno Giovanna became the new head of Passione, 4 years since the demise of their dear friends and 4 years has passed and a new adv...
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Red Roses
Blinding colorful spotlights move along with the deafening beats of the music. People down below were dancing while grinding themselves against strangers and the DJ dances along while making a sick drop. The neon lights behind him spelled out 'Red Roses' with neon roses decorating the sign.
This was one of Passione's turf, an elite night club where only celebrities and millionaires alike can enter. It was made popular by their wide variety of alcohol, it's luxurious interior, and the waitresses that looks as if they came straight out of the runway. It was truly a place where famous people belong.
Giorno has somehow found himself sitting in one of the club's booths and swirling his alcoholic beverage around, disinterested with what's happening around him.
Trish Una has came by after her tour around Europe was finished. The moment she caught wind of the news about the mystery group and the problems they've caused the Don. She immediately hop into a taxi, barge in to Giorno's office and demanded him to change into something nice. Don't get him wrong, he was thrilled to see a familiar face and catch up with Trish but he certainly didn't like being drag out of his man cave he called an office.
Right now, he was in his lonesome as Mista has left to dance and mingle around with girls, and Trish was chatting away with some celebrities by the balcony.
He leaned back in the plush cushions of his booth and decided to think about business. Especially the envelope he received from the anonymous group.
"Mind if I join you?"
Giorno turned towards the noise and saw a lady standing by the entrance with a tequila in hand.
"You're welcome to join." Giorno said flashing his signature smile. The lady smiled back politely and take a seat to his far right corner, her slender legs were crossed on top of each other and her hand swirling her glasses contents.
The both sat in silence as they watch the party below. Giorno's eyes scanned the masses of sweaty bodies dancing to the beat and getting drunker and drunker by the minute.
He spotted Mista amongst the crowd, he was dancing with 2 girls on either side of his body. The girls were wearing provocative clothing and grinding themselves to him. Giorno silently snicker thinking how they throw themselves towards Mista hoping for a one night stand with a mafiaso . In the corner of his eyes, he saw the lady shifting and turning in her seat to face him.
"So what brings you here? You don't look like the type to get wasted on a Friday night." She inquired leaning her sides comfortably against the couch. Giorno looked in her direction sizing her up.
She was dressed smartly and wore minimal make-up. From her youthful look, he guess she was around his age—if not, the same age as him. Her facial expression was filled with child-like curiosity and yet her eyes spelled out danger. It was an intriguing and daring mix to say the least. She's a natural charmer. Giorno concluded.
