The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Juan Pablo's Smile
I don't know what Gianna had in mind, so she accepted Juan Pablo's invitation. They stepped along the sidewalks of the city streets, mingling with other pedestrians. Once in a while, Gianna glanced at the handsome man with a posture that was not much different from Adriano. Juan Pablo looked ordinary. He looked straight ahead. The man stepped so gallantly. One hand holds the cell phone, while the other hand is in the pocket of the pants.
"Have you had lunch?" tanyanya glanced at Gianna for a moment.
The blonde-haired girl turned her head, then shook her head slowly. Without saying much more, Juan Pablo then pointed it at a restaurant. After choosing a table that felt most comfortable for the two of them, the Mexican man seemed to choose some menu for lunch that day.
"You come here a lot, or do you live here?" ask Gianna. The young girl was indeed very supple, so she did not look awkward at all.
"I happen to live in Monaco, but I also have a villa on the outskirts of Rome" explained Juan Pablo with a fixed gaze that he addressed Gianna. The beautiful blue-eyed girl smiled as she slowly muttered. "So you're the younger brother of Mr. D'Angelo? Then why are your last names different?" question from Juan Pablo, starting their conversation.
"Ah, don't tell me if you invite me to talk here just to pry information about my sister," Gianna said with a full glance.
There was a small smile on the corner of Juan Pablo's lips. He did not immediately respond to Gianna's remarks, because at that time came a waiter who served food orders for them both. After the waitress passed from there, then Juan Pablo spoke again. "It's obvious that your last name reminds me of someone. I met him when I was living in America" explained the honey-eyed man.
Gianna gave a small smile hearing the speech of the beautiful man before her. He seemed to know who Juan Pablo was referring to.
"Oh, so you've lived in America? I always dreamed of being able to go there," said the girl with her blue eyes that instantly sparkled beautifully. A moment later, his face again looked ordinary.
"Is the person you were referring to Vincenzo Moriarty?" Gianna assured. The girl then laughed crisply. Laughter that makes her look even sweeter. "If it's true, then it means you're not mistaken. He is my cousin's brother and Adriano of course," said the half-brother of chairman Tigre Nero.
Juan Pablo, however, still seemed unsatisfied. The man fell silent as he continued to pay attention to the sweet girl before him. "So, that means Mr. D'Angelo is also the cousin of Vincenzo Moriarty. Hmm, that's interesting. Unfortunately I never knew about it" Juan Pablo said, frowning.
"Is that a big deal to you?" asked Gianna, still with a tone and gaze that seemed full of inquiry. He realized that Juan Pablo would not have been an indiscriminate person, if the man had known his older cousin, Vincenzo Moriarty. "Are you also from among the like of my brothers?" Gianna asked again, this time with great emphasis.
The blonde-haired girl became increasingly curious about the beautiful figure before her. He looked at Juan Pablo in great detail, from haircuts to other things that were interesting. However, the more noticed it turns out Juan Pablo looks more charming. The man was as sexy as Adriano. "Are you married?" gianna asked suddenly, making Juan Pablo almost choke. Immediately, the Mexican man gulped down his drink, then set his breath.
"Do I look like someone married in your eyes?" Juan Pablo asked flatly.
"Come," replied Gianna indifferently. He turned to the food in front of him. The sweet, blue-eyed girl began to taste the lunch menu Juan Pablo had ordered for her. "As we already know, there are many people who deliberately hide their true identity for various reasons. Sometimes there are even those who use unreasonable reasons" said Gianna without turning her head. He was busy tasting his food which looked very appetizing.
Now, it was Juan Pablo's turn to pay attention to the sweet girl who was busy enjoying the typical Italian menu with greed. Gianna did not seem to feel burdened at all. "Do you have a lover?" asked the dark-haired man half-murmuring. Juan Pablo probably hoped Gianna wouldn't hear it. However, it was a pity because the atmosphere in the restaurant was quite quiet, so Gianna could hear the question clearly.
Gianna stopped her bribe. He looked at her with a strange look. The blond girl swallowed the food inside her mouth, before deciding to answer a question that seemed to have been accidentally thrown from Juan Pablo's mouth. The sweet girl put down the spoon she was holding. Gianna then smiled as she folded her hands on the table, right in front of her chest. "How do you think?" he asked back while looking at the man who was also looking at him.
"Eitherway. As we know, there are many people who hide their true identity for various reasons" replied Juan Pablo who deliberately repeated Gianna's words earlier, made the girl immediately turn her face away while giving a smile. It turns out Juan Pablo has a unique side to him.
"So what do you want now, Mr Herrera?" gianna asked as if to challenge the man before her. He turned his gaze back to the owner of the honey-brown eyes. Gianna was brave against Juan Pablo's sharp and rather cold highlight.
"I want nothing, Miss Moriarty. I'm just asking you to have a casual conversation like this. Anyway, I don't think it'll be a burden on both of us. One of the most important things is that no man will chase me down" Juan Pablo said expressionlessly, though his words were impressed as a joke. However, the look of the face was so flat and also seemed very mysterious.
"You're not scared, are you? I mean, don't you feel afraid of a man?" Gianna knitted her brows, then fell silent for a moment. He gave a lip, thinking about the question he had just asked while shaking his head. Something that certainly sounds strange.
It was Juan Pablo who looked at him sharply. The man grabbed the glass next to his right hand, then gulped it down quietly. “Of course. You should know that I never feel fear for anyone,” replied the man with an indescribable look on his face.