*tw: sexuall context. Speaking of rape and abuse*

LYANDRA POV
... 1 week later ...

It was finally time for Gianni to come home. Happy couldn't even express the emotions I am feeling right now.

Of course Gianni had to stay in the hospital for further observation but that was absolutely fine with me. If he had to stay longer to make sure he was healthy, he was going to stay no matter how hard he argued with me to go home.

... back at the mansion ...

As I walked through the doors of the mansion, I breathed in the fresh air I had missed so much.

As I held Gianni's arm along side papà bringing my Gianni into the house, I felt a tight grasp on my legs. I looked down to see Concetta hugging me with tears in her eyes.

"I missed you" Concetta cried onto my legs holding a tight grip on me. I felt my heart clench as I lifted Concetta into my arms.

"I'm so sorry cetta, I missed you more" I smiled kissing her cheek, as I whipped away her tears. "Promise you will never leave again" she frowned looking into my eyes.

I shifted my eyes to meet Gianni's gaze, and smiled. "Never again. I promise" I kissed Concettas forehead, gently placing her back on the floor.

Papà and I helped bring Gianni up to his room. Fuck me was I tired. Gianni was not a light guy. I mean how could he be? He was built like a goddess with some sexy ass abs.

... in Gianni's room ...

"Argh" Gianni grunted lying on his bed. I rushed over to him with worry in my eyes. "Are you okay? Do you need some food? Or some pillows? I'll go got som-" I said panicking.

Gianni laughed as he placed his hand on my cheek, gently caressing my face. "I'm fine my love. Just stay here with me" he said kissing my hand.

I cuddled beside Gianni, being extremely careful not to touch the wound. I let out a deep sigh as I rested my hand on his heart. I felt my heart rate increase as I felt the beat of his heart on my hand.

"You know where not official" I chucked as I circled his abs with my finger tips. "Your mine and mine alone" he scowled at me, as his hands gently lifted the back of my shirt.

I slightly jumped as his touch. His fingers felt like electricity against my skin. I lifted my head to meet his burning gaze. "Your mine" he said with a stern voice. "I'm yours" I said smiling at him.

I suddenly felt the urge to kiss him. Fuck it! I gently lifted my body resting it above his. He placed his hands on my hips, and I held my hands on each side of his face.

I lowered my head pulling Gianni into a tender kiss. He opened his mouth giving me access to his sweet lips. I felt my self growing hungry as I began to grind my ass against his front.

I felt Gianni groan and bite my lips and I began to grind my self harder against his dick. He firmly slapped my ass, as he placed his hands on both of my ass cheeks. I let out a soft moan and I kissed him even more hungrily than I already was.

As our kiss depend, I felt my body melting. "Argh fuck" Gianni grunted as blood filled his bandage. No! I got off of Gianni's lap, and stared at him with worry in my eyes.

I rushed out of his room to find the first aid kit Aida had given me for my knee. I rushed back to Gianni's room and removed the bloody bandage that was rapped around his body.

I tossed the bandage to the floor, and began to examine his body. My eyes caught the stitch that had opened when I rubbed to roughly against him. Fuck!

"This may hurt a bit" I said to Gianni angrily running my hands through my hair. This is all my fucking fault. Why couldn't I have just controlled myself?

"Don't worry I'll be fine" he replied gently caressing my cheek. I let out a deep sigh and stitched his body.

... after finishing the stitches ...

"I'm sorry Gianni" I said whipping a tear that had formed in my eye. "I'm so sorry" I cried as I made my way to his door. I didn't want to stay in here if I was going to hurt him. "No dont g-" he yelled as I shut his door behind me.

I walked over to my room and immediately got undressed. I felt icky from being in the hospital for a week with Gianni. This hot shower was calling my name.

... 20 minutes later ...

As I opened my bathroom door there stood ace. I ran up to him, jumping into his arms. "I've missed you brother" I said as I rested my head in the nook of his neck.

"I've missed you too tortina" he smiled placing me back onto the floor. I eagerly grabbed his hand guiding him to sit on my bed.

"You and Gianni look like a married couple" he laughed nudging my arm. "Oh shut up" I laughed slapping his arm.

"I've never seen him like this before. So I love with someone, other than his family" ace said giving me a warm smile. "I guess I'm one of a kind" I said chuckling. "You definitely are" ace replied giving me a warm hug.

"So what are you getting Gianni for his birthday?" Ace questioned me. Birthday. What birthday? Gianni never told me about his birthday. "Um I'm not quite sure. When is it?" I questioned.

"It's next week" he said leaning against my pillow. I can't believe Gianni never told me. I'm more mad at myself if anything. I should've asked. Ugh, I'm such an idiot.

I think I have the perfect idea I'm mind.

... 9:00 pm ...

I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. It felt weird not being with Gianni. I missed him. I missed his touch. Fuck it.

I got up from bed and made my way over to his room. As I was walking over to his room I heard things being broken, and tossed around his room.

I quickened my pace, barging into his room. As he went to throw a glass at his wall he froze. "Gianni" I whispered in a soft voice. He turned around and
thats when I saw him.

His eyes where bloodshot red and he had dried tears on his cheeks. I rushed over to him resting my forehead against his. I felt his hands tremble as he gently placed the glass cup on the floor.

He rapped his arms around my waist, nudging his head into my neck. "Your okay" I whispered into his ear, as he tightened his grip on my waist.

"I'm not leaving you. I'm right here" I whispered once more, but this time rubbing the back of his head, while the other caressed his back.

I felt a flood of water trickle down my back as Gianni dug his head further into my neck, clenching his eyes shut tightly.

We stayed like this for about 5 minutes until he finally raised his head. As I looked into his eyes, I noticed they looked different. His eyes weren't red from crying. It was from something else.

"Gianni what did you take?" I questioned with worry in my eyes. No answer. "What did you take!" I yelled at him angrily. "It was just some weed. I just wanted to numb the pain" he said letting out a disappointed sigh.

I could tell he was beating himself up. I'm not sure why though. He was on good terms me and with his family, right?

I held his hand guiding him back to bed. He rested his head on my chest, as I caressed his back. I began to sing to him. I felt his arms holding my waist tightly, as he burried his face in my neck.

I do sing, but not publicly. I am shy and father said I sounded horrible so I haven't sung in a while. I could tell Gianni was sad, and whenever I'm sad I sing or listen to music. It calms my soul and brings me back down to earth.

... The next morning ...

I woke up to a sound of a knock at the door. "Come in" I whispered trying not to wake up Gianni. He needed the rest.

It was mama. "Hey mama" I whispered giving her a warm smile. "Good morning mio caro. What happened in here?" She questioned me looking around Gianni's room. It was a complete mess.

"I think Gianni had a melt down yesterday. He smoked a bunch of weed and even cried" I said with shock in my voice. I've only seen him cry once, and that's when he was super super drunk.

"Oh dear" mama said rubbing the temples of her forehead. "Can I talk with you In the hallway?" She asks. "Of course. I have something to ask you too" I replied giving mama a warm smile. 

I struggled to get Gianni off me, but I did it. I pulled the blanket over his body and made my way into the hallway with mama.

Mama let out a deep sigh, as she rubbed the temples of her forehead. "Are you okay?" I asked holding mamas hands.

"When Gianni was younger, he would get really angry and just upset when people left him. When he was 4 years old his biological father walked out on us" mama said with tears in her eyes. Wait what? Giovanni isn't Gianni's birth father!

"Gianni would always ask why his dad left him, and why he was never good enough. Violeta, Evelina, Gianna and Gianni have the same dead beat father that used to beat on me."

"Gianni was just a little boy when his father used to beat me. His dad would beat me on me behind closed doors, and would force me to cover my bruises with makeup. Gianni saw his father as a hero while all I saw was a monster."

"One night out on the town, I met Giovanni. He was so kind and loving. He had my heart from the start. Little Did gio know I was at the time dating Ricky(Giannis dad)."

"One night Ricky had caught me kissing Giovanni. It was the worst night of my life. He beat me half to death and darted me so I'd be a sleep for a long while."

"Little did I know Ricky sold me to The Vipers."

"The Vipers?" I questioned mama with a confused look on my face. "The Vipers are Giannis rivals. They've been trying to take over our gang for years, but failed miserably."

"I was sold to a guy by the name of Christopher and another guy that went by the name of RV. The former leader of The Vipers."

"I was locked up for 3 months. I was drugged, beaten and raped almost everyday. While I was away, Giovanni took care of Gianna, Violeta, Evelina, and Gianni. Gianni cried for me everyday that I was gone."

"Gianni didn't eat, he didn't sleep, he didn't do anything. He ended up suffering from an eating disorder, and separation anxiety."

"To this day Gianni suffers with his separation anxiety. He fears that one day we'll eventually leave like myself and his stupid father."

She sobbed into her hands crying her heart out. I cried pulling her into a tight embrace.

Mama was strong. So strong. I couldn't believe what she had told me. I couldn't believe Giannis father was such a disgusting peasant.

"Where is he now?" I asked her. "He got out. Gio ened up killing everyone in the facility except for that bastard Christopher. To this day we don't know who he is nor where he went. It's like he disappeared."

Hm. That is weird.

"Don't worry mama if he ever comes back I'll kill him with my bear hands" I said pretending to strangle the air. She let out a chuckle, as she wiped the tears from her eyes. "What did you want to ask me?" she questioned me. "Can I take Gianni back to Italy for his birthday?" I asked with pleading in my eyes.

"Sure but your going to have to plan it out by Sunday" mama said giving me a warm smile. "Thank you thank you thank you" I chirped happily giving mama a tight hug.

From inside Gianni's room, I heard him groan. "Bellissima" he called out from his bed. As I reached for the door mama placed her hand over mine. "I need to speak with him. You go start planing for that trip" mama smiled giving me a wink.

I stormed off to my room with the biggest smile on my face. I'll do everything on my power to make sure this will be the BEST birthday Gianni has ever had.

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