As Giovanni's gaze locked onto Valeria's, he felt an unfamiliar spark within him. It was as if the cold, dark walls he had built around his heart were beginning to crack, allowing a sliver of light to seep in.
Valeria, on the other hand, was oblivious to the danger that stood before her. She saw only the pain and the loneliness that lurked behind Giovanni's piercing eyes, and her heart went out to him. She felt an overwhelming urge to comfort him, to soothe the savage beast that seemed to be raging within him.
As they stood there, frozen in time, the air around them seemed to thicken, heavy with tension. Giovanni's men, who had been watching the scene unfold, exchanged uneasy glances. They knew their boss's reputation, and they knew that no one crossed him and lived to tell the tale.
But Valeria was different. She was a breath of fresh air in a world of corruption and violence, and Giovanni couldn't help but be drawn to her. He felt a sense of calm wash over him as he looked at her, a sense of peace that he had never known before.
And in that moment, Giovanni knew that he would do anything to keep her safe, to protect her from the world that he had created. He would do anything to make her his, to claim her as his own.
But as he reached out to take her hand, Valeria's eyes widened in fear. She knew that she was in grave danger, that the man standing before her was a monster. And yet, she couldn't help but feel a spark of attraction to him, a spark that seemed to grow brighter with every passing moment.
"Eres mi todo," Giovanni whispered, his voice low and husky. "You are my everything."
Valeria's heart skipped a beat as she heard the words, words that seemed to come from the very depths of Giovanni's soul. She knew that she should be afraid, that she should run as fast as she could from the danger that stood before her.
But she couldn't. She was trapped, caught in the web of Giovanni's passion, and she couldn't escape.
Eres mi todo coming soon
