Chapter 140: About Giovanni

Trina's POV

Madeline's moms house was a blast. She got mad at me for not bringing Giovanni over but I mean, they don't know each other? That's so weird.

I ate to my heart's content, and I engaged in gossip for hours with my friend. I thanked her mom for the food and when it was time to leave, Giovanni told me he was outside waiting.

I didn't believe him. He walked right through the front door, asking Madeline's mom about my whereabouts. It was past ten pm and I was so damn exhausted.

She came to find me, grinning from ear to ear, smiling that she had finally met the man I had been hiding. I couldn't believe my eyes. How did he even locate this place?

Well it was way past my bed time, but I mean, it's not like I'm some child or something. We got out of Madeline's room to the living room to meet my handsome boyfriend standing there in the flesh.

“What are you doing here?” I immediately glared, a little part of me actually happy to see him.

“To pick you up. I hope that's not a problem.” Imagine such a stupid question.

“It is. Don't do it next time. Let's go.”

I walked past him, saying goodbye to Madeline and her mom though.

I helped myself to the passenger side and looked away, seeing him get in himself.

“Did you have fun?”

“Yeah.”

“Are you tired?”

“So tired.” I was actually dead tired, but I wasn't in the mood to talk.

“Want me to take you home?”

“Yes, my place.” Just because I was mad as hell.

“I'll take you to mine. You're too tired to let me walk into your room when I carry you, remember?" Now he was pushing it.

“Oh, right, right, yes. Okay, yours.” I rolled my eyes. I should get used to this crazy man by now but I keep forgetting.

He started the ignition and we were soon on the road.

“You know I'll fuck you, right? I won't spare you. You should choose to let me see your room again and tuck you in. I've already seen it, come on.”

“You sound like you don't want to have sex with me, Vanni. Disappointing.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes.

I caught his smile right on time.

“What a way to clear up the anger. You're wrong, I would very much love to do that.”

“You!” I wanted to beat him up. How dare he trick me!

“Fine, I'm sorry. It will never happen again, I promise.” He was even laughing. He's so annoying.

“It won't, because the next time I'll kill you.”

He nodded his head seemingly in agreement.

“I have no doubts, ma'am.”

“Call me ma'am again and I will kill you faster.”

“What do you want me to call you then?” I swear I wanted to get the hell out of the car.

I frowned, pouted and looked away, shy and embarrassed by my next words.

“Baby. Aren't I your baby?”

“Now you agree that you are mine. Sweet progress.” Could this be fucking over?

“Shut up and take me home. I need to get into bed.”

“Don't blame me if I fail to leave you alone in the middle of the night.”

We got home, and shockingly, my boyfriend helped my shower and tucked me into bed nicely, then he laid beside me like the wonderful boyfriend that he is. I was the one that behaved like I had no self control.

In the early hours of the morning, I had made myself very comfortable on top of him, with spread legs, running upwards and downwards on his length, grinding and riding him with so much vigour it scared me.

I fucked my boyfriend until I was a weeping mess on top of him, it was too good. After we were thoroughly satisfied, he placed me on top of him and ran his hands through my back, kissing my forehead and telling me thank you.

I slept in but when I woke up, of course my boyfriend had already gotten my late breakfast sorted out.

After I ate, I left for a shower. Giovanni was trying to join me when I pushed him away, just finished. I had brief flashbacks of all the shower sex we used to have back then and smiled.

He didn't understand that I didn't want skin contact because the man did whatever the hell he wanted. He wanted to have me against the bathroom walls like I didn't make sure to satisfy him hours before.

“I have to go, appointment with Nico. I'm already a day late. I don't appreciate the way I'm slacking and getting comfortable, and no, I don't need your help. Consider going to work today instead of shadowing.”

He held me in that bathroom tightly like I was going to run away the moment he let go. He didn't touch me crazy though, he was just holding and looking down at me like he was really sad that i was going.

“Maybe you should come find me at work after your mission, yeah? Would love to show you around.”

I raised a brow and narrowed my eyes, suspecting his true intentions.

“Now why would I want to spend time with you in your office alone?”

“We could fuck? I'm not tired.” His honestly thrilled me.

“You'll never be tired. No thanks.”

“Please, just visit. I won't touch you.”

“Promise.”

His face fell.

“I can't.” God this man. He's actually my boyfriend, and I've suddenly forgotten my social media life.

“Then no.”

“Please.”

“If you touch me, I'll break up with you.”

“Deal.” He let me go and I left his place to mine after getting dressed. I had a change of clothes, and I was right back in Nico's house. I interacted with the guards and smiled a lot more than I usually would do, which was rather insane.

As usual, he was in his study but was now looking at me weird.

“What?”

“You two are back. You're nicer. Opening your legs again huh. Sounds like a dream.”

Oh God.

“Mind your business please.” I was complaining with a stupid smile. I was opening my legs so crazy these days. He shouldn't even advise me about protection.

“I'm happy for you and you know that. I'm sure he told you everything too. I forgot you used to be a nice, sweet girl. Glad to have you back.”

“Well, don't get used to it. You're so wrong. I'm not nice and sweet.”

“Sit the fuck down.” The kill was set for a week's time, but I was to at least scout the area just in case.

After the session, I was dismissed. Thank goodness, I was starting to get bored. Nico had this thing where he made sure he passed his message across a million times to avoid any mistakes. Fair to him, unfair to me.

I met beautiful Eva sitting down on the couch. The kids didn't seem to be back from school yet, which was definitely a bummer.

“Hey, Trina. Have time for a chat?” She called out to me with a warm smile. I so love her.

“Yeah, sure.” I made myself comfortable beside her, then she cleared her throat.

“You see, well, it's about Giovanni.”

“Oh, what about him?”