Gabriella's POV " How does it feel?" Gio let out a laugh when I leaned back into the leather seat, letting out a shriek." Amazing. You know this thing has hotted seats?" He jounced his head as I pulled up to the house, stopping at the altitudinous gate to put the law in. As we drove into the driveway, I was busy harkening to Giovanni telling me the specs of the auto when I noticed a familiar spurt black Maserati on the driveway. " You know him?" My attention was taken down from the auto as I turned to look at Gio who was gaping at me with an odd look. "Yeah.why? Do you?" Gio let out a shriek, his eyes concentrated on the auto across from us, before he turned his head to look at me again." Yeah, he trains at my spa." "Oh.small world." Gio watched me as I took off my seatbelt, but just as my hand reached out to open the door, he stopped me." Gabriella, how well do you know him?" I turned to face him again, confused at his apparent concern." Well enough, why? Is commodity wr
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