6.

'My name?' He asked with a shocked expression.

'Yes.'

He frowned and looked me in the eyes. 'Giovanni, my name is Giovanni LaRosa.'

I smiled to myself. It's long and sexy, just what I hoped for.

'Okay, uhmm...' I was thinking what question I could ask.

'Do you do illegal stuff?' I asked.

'Yes. I do.' He said.

Jesus, that was easy..

I nodded my head and thought of the possible thing he did. Maybe he killed more than just my sister. Or he is into drugs. Or woman export. You never know. But I'm already screwed, so fuck it.

'Am I still staying in the same room?'

'Yes, and my room is next to yours. So, if you ever need something just come to me.'

'Okay...'

It became an awkward silence, so I stood up and turned to him.

'I'm going to my room.'

'Alright, I'll walk you.'

Thank God he said that. I was already becoming nervous about walking alone in these hallways. I didn't feel comfortable yet, but I began to relax in Giovanni's company. He did have that danger spirit hanging around him, but he also had a relaxing side.

I saw it when his guard fell down when I asked him his name.

We walked to my room and I pulled the door open. I walked in and turned around. He was leaning against the doorpost with his head resting against the wood. He stood up straight and took a step back.

'I'll see you later, Grace.'

'Bye, Giovanni.'

'You can call me Gio.' He said with a small smile playing on his lips.

'Okay, Gio.' I blushed.

I bit my lip as he walked to his own room. He looked at me for the last time before he walked into his room.

~

I sat on the couch being bored as fuck.

I mean, there's nothing to do in this fucking room. So, I walked to the door. Opened it. Walked out. Took some steps to the right. And knocked on Gio's door.

Gio opened the door only in his pajama pants. And help me, God. He looked good. He had divine muscles and God, I wanted to lick those abs. Wait.. what? Get your shit together Grace.

I looked up and he was looking at me with a smug smile. I blushed and looked away.

'Uhmm... do you have any books or something? I'm really bored.'

'Yeaah. Sure. Come with me.'

I followed him through the hallway into a room. The room was filled with books and equipment. There was this huge tv that was hanging on the wall.

'My God.' I whispered.

I heard Gio laughing behind me and he pushed me further into the room. He had his hands placed on my hips as he led me to the couch in front of the tv.

We sat down and he grabbed two controllers from a PlayStation.

We played Battlefield for an hour and after that, we were just talking.

I was sitting on the couch sideways with my legs on the couch. He sat at the end of the couch in a normal sitting position.

'How did you know my name?' I asked him.

He grinned and said, 'I did some research.'

'Ohh..'

'When I found you, I already did my research. I did it before I came to your house the night before. I already know that your name is Gracelyn Bella Belmonte, you were born on the third of July in 1997, which makes you 18.'

'Okay... that's kinda creepy...' i snickered.

He laughed out loud as he looked at my expression.

'Sorry. I had to know it.'

'No biggy.' I said smiling. 'So... Gio, tell me something about yourself.'

'Okay, I'm 24 years old. I have four brothers and one sister, you'll love her. They also live in this house, but everyone has their own quarter. So you won't see them unless you go to the main living room. My mom and dad live in Italy, that's where I was born and raised. Uhh... That's it actually.' He told me with a small grin.

'So, you have four brothers and one sister? Wow...' i said.

'Yeaahh... I know.'

'What are their names??'

'Raffaello is my older brother. Then I came. Then my mom had triplets, three boys, they are Lucas, Romano, and Damien. Then my little sister came, Camilla. She is also eighteen years old like you are, so maybe you guys could be friends.'

I thought about that, I mean, I never had a friend before so that would be totally awesome. But maybe she wouldn't like me. I mean, what is there to like about me? Not much. But maybe she would like me. That could be possible, right?

'Yes, I would like that.' I gave him a small smile.

'Alright.'

We silently watched tv as I lost myself in my thoughts.

I wish I had a family like Gio had, I would die to have so many brothers and sisters. Of course, I had Selena, but I don't really call that a sister. She would never look at me with love in her eyes, only hatred, and envy. She would laugh when my dad would beat me up, sometimes she even helped him by grabbing a belt and spank me on the back. I still have my scars on my back. One time I was in the kitchen making them dinner and I ate a piece of carrot. She didn't like that so she stabbed me in the stomach with a kitchen knife and told me to never eat something that was from her without asking again, or I would regret it. I already regretted it the moment I putted that piece of carrot in my mouth, the same moment she stood up from her chair.

Gio's phone rang, he stood up and answered the call.

'Hello, Cam.'

He laughed and agreed with the person on the other side.

'Yes, we are in my room, why?'

'Okay. I understand.'

'Yes, yes. You will meet her in time, Camille.'

'I would have to ask her.'

'Okay.'

'Yes I will.'

'Okay. Bye. Love you too Cam.'

He ended the call with a big smile on his face. He sat down and looked at me with a exciting expression.

'Grace?'

'Uhmm... yes?' I responded with a confused expression on my face.

'Are you ready?' He asked with a smug smile on his face.

'Ready for what, Gio?' I said beginning to get anoyed.

He looked at me with sparks in his eyes and a small smile playing at his lips.

'Ready to meet the LaRosa family?'