The Asmara Jugar the Mafia
Relaxing Dances's

As promised last night, at noon Juan Pablo came to the club to pick up Gianna. However, the man preferred to wait outside. Every now and then, his cold eyes ventured around the area of the elite club. He noticed every detail that seemed interesting to him.

Juan Pablo stood half leaning on his car. Crossing his legs, the man was busy putting both hands in the pocket of jeans he was wearing. I don't know what the Mexican guy was thinking. However, his gaze hidden behind black glasses was now fixed on a beautiful girl in white with blond hair that was just smeared.

Gianna walked over. The casual look of the twenty-four-year-old girl, really shows that she is still young. "Ciao. Have you been waiting a long time?" ask her with a sweet smile typical of the blue-eyed girl. An attitude of what is that makes Juan Pablo get used to it.

"Not really" replied Juan Pablo briefly. He immediately corrected his standing position, then opened the car door for Gianna. Without saying much, the girl in jeans immediately walked in and sat comfortably in the car. A moment later, Juan Pablo came in and sat behind the wheel.

"What's your villa far from the city center?" ask Gianna to mince words.

"Not really," replied Juan Pablo briefly as he drove off his car. The black sedan left the Angelo Notturno club.

During the trip, Gianna looks so enthusiastic. This was the first time he had walked around another corner of Rome. About half an hour later, Juan Pablo's car had arrived in a suburb. He stopped his black sedan in front of a gate covered in natural rocks. After opening the door for Gianna, Juan Pablo then took the girl into the gate that was not too big.

Juan Pablo's villa looks very beautiful. The yard is wide layered with grass that is neatly arranged flat like a carpet rug. There are also some shade trees that make the natural feel thicker. Both walk on a round stone, which is deliberately arranged as a foothold to the terrace. When they arrived at the door, a female servant appeared and immediately invited them to enter.

The atmosphere inside the Tuscany-style building was no less comfortable. The floor is lined with terracota colored tiles, while the walls are painted ivory yellow. In each door and opening, lined with bricks arranged as a frame and made in such a way that it looks neat and attractive. Obviously, it is the cold hands of a great architect who certainly designs it all.

"Please sit down" Juan Pablo pointed his hand at the bone-white sofa with a small white table. The man with honey brown eyes also sat next to Gianna who was still amazed by the place. "What do you think?" tanyanya glanced at the beautiful girl earlier.

"A very amazing place. If this villa is mine, then I will definitely feel at home for a long time here," Gianna said with a cheerful face.

"really?" Juan Pablo squinted his eyes.

"Oh, of course," said Gianna as she widened her eyes so excited. Juan Pablo only had a small smile. "This is so incredible. I love the atmosphere" Gianna said again, hugging the small pillow on the sofa.

For a moment, Juan Pablo noticed Gianna's beautiful, innocent look. Something very different from Carina. Gianna may often be indifferent, but she looks sweet and what she is. "Is your mother blonde?" juan Pablo asked after a moment of silence.

"Yes. My mother's blond. Wh why? Don't you like blonde girls?" Gianna turned her head and looked at the Latin man next to her.

"Not really," replied Juan Pablo flatly. "My mother is from Spain. She had very beautiful black hair" she explained without being asked.

"Like your hair?" gianna's gaze was fixed on Juan Pablo's neatly combed black hair.

"Yes" replied the honey-brown-eyed man without taking his gaze off Gianna.

"Then what about your father?" ask Gianna again while propping up her chin.

"My dad?" Juan Pablo was silent for a moment. "He was also dark-haired and had gray eyes" she explained.

"Your eyes are brown" said Gianna, staring intently at the handsome man before her, "looking very shady," continued the girl, who immediately presented a strange feeling in Juan Pablo's heart.

Gianna nodded with confidence. "Unfortunately you rarely smile" the girl lightly chirped.

"You were the first to dare to say that to me" Juan Pablo replied.

"Why indeed? Would there be any punishment for saying that to you?"

"Of course not, it's just that no one has dared to say it yet" Juan Pablo replied again with the same expression.

"Do all the women close to you not realize or do they not want to know?" babble Gianna again. The girl thought for a moment. "Did you often bring girls here?" search again.

"You're too chatty, Miss Moriarty," Juan Pablo replied in a relaxed response to all Gianna's questions.

While the young blonde girl just laughed crisply. He pulled out his phone and played a song. Afterwards, Gianna stood on an empty area near the table. "You don't know if I'm good at dancing yet" he said.

"Oh, huh?" Juan Pablo put his left foot over his right thigh. His right hand was stretched out straight on the back of the sofa. His pair of sharp eyes noticed the beautiful posture of Gianna, who was in full rhythm following the musical accompaniment. The girl looked so shrewd and also lithe in every move. His facial expression also looks very alluring and makes the dance he brings more fun to enjoy.

A moment later, Gianna approached Juan Pablo who was still sitting without changing positions since. He pulled the man's hand and took him to his feet, inviting him to dance together. At first, Juan Pablo just fixated and looked confused as to how. However, in the end he begins to find that excitement, as Gianna happily leads him in the move. For the first time, Juan Pablo laughed.

The sound of music continues to be heard, even though it has changed songs. They look tired, especially Gianna who dances more when compared to Juan Pablo. The girl stood up while moving slowly. He leaned on the strapping body that held him from behind. A moment later, Gianna turned and faced Juan Pablo who was still holding his waist.

The feisty dance has changed into a slow movement, accompanied by a seriosa song from one of Italy's famous singers. Gianna, who was wrapping her hands around Juan Pablo's neck, asked back in her heart when she remembered 1 of Carina's words the other day. From such a close distance, Juan Pablo's handsome face seemed very clear. Gianna could even see in much more detail, each sculpture firmly in the face of the Latin man before her.

The longer, their faces drew closer. The breaths of the two intermingled. The link that was delayed overnight due to doubts about Juan Pablo, finally happened when Gianna first touched the surface of the Mexican man's lips.

Juan Pablo did not refuse. She even seemed to enjoy her kiss scene with Gianna, as she unceasingly gave her tender love towards the girl

"Didn't you want to make love?" gianna whispered after they stopped kissing. I don't know what Adriano's half-brother had in mind by asking Juan Pablo like that.

While Juan Pablo was still speechless, looking at the young girl who had just kissed him. The man then squinted his eyes while shaking slowly. "I'm sorry, Miss Moriarty" he said in a voice that sounded so deep.

"Sorry for what?" ask Gianna fret.

Juan Pablo gulped his saliva before replying. "I don't fuck any woman."

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