บท 103: Chapter 33 - Malia (2)

Giovanni's the tallest man I've ever been with—though I've only been with a few guys. I thought at first that he was intimidating because of our height difference, but I find that I love how tall he is—even though I have to crane my neck to look up at him. But whenever he has his hands or arms around my body, I feel so secure that I wish it lasts forever, his body enveloping mine so warmly.

I do, however, sense that he is a dangerous man. Just how dangerous, I don't really know. But his family runs the best clubs in New York and the men around him look shady. Once, I saw him holster a gun on his waist just as I entered his office. He fixed his jacket to conceal the weapon, and I pretended I didn't see it.