Chapter 2: Giorno's Experience

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GIORNO CALLED AGAIN.

"Hello. I am at your doorstep now." I sniffed myself if I smell good and looked at the window if I look good enough. I went downstairs and saw my mom still cooking budino al cioccolato in the kitchen.

I opened the door and saw Giorno and Mista to my surprise.
"Hello. Giorno. Mista." I smiled at the two.

"Hello. I came with Mista. He insisted to tag along." Giorno smiled and must've sniffed the budino that my mother was making. "That smells good." I can see his eyes light up.

"Come inside." I gestured for them to sit on the couch. Giorno's eyes were fixed on me and the gloves that I was always wearing. He definitely wanted to ask what was that all about but he decided not to.

"This is a nice house." Giorno stated.

"Thank you. Bruno helped in decorating our house when we first had it. He would always visit us and eat some of my mom's budino." I smiled at them as I sat on a chair next to them.

Mista was just observing everything which was quite odd. The last time I saw him is when he went with Bruno before. He was always throwing jokes here and there.

Suddenly Mista spoke out of the blue, "I missed Bucciarati."

"Me too." I frowned as I missed him. "He was like a big brother to me."

"Oh." Giorno asked. "How old are you?"

I saw Mista's brows furrowed. I know where this is going. I sighed and I wanted to follow Bruno's will. His decision for the Bucciarati family has always been correct.

"I just turned 18." I stated.

I thought the one that was about to speak was Mista, but it was Giorno.

"I recently turned 16." Giorno told me. He looked at Mista. I was surprised by Giorno's proposition. The only reason that he would tell me that is to assure me that he is in the right age. Never have I ever imagined that Giorno would tell me such words.

Mista argued, "Aren't the marrying age 18?" I am sure he is against it. Giorno seemed so young.

"The age of consent is 14." Giorno looked at the man and he spoke again, "I..."

My mom suddenly entered the living room and put a large bowl of budino on top of the table.

"Please have a serving of my budino." She spoke with a big smile on her face. Before Giorno spoke again, he gestured Mista to dine along with him. I placed the plates and forks on the table and took a pitcher of water out of the refrigerator and two glasses from the cupboard and put it on the table as well.

Giorno smiled at my mom and told us, "Please dine in with us."

My mom gestured me to come dine and I followed her order. I conveniently sat beside my mother.

Giorno began talking, "I talked with the capos of the region including Mista here. What have I proposed?"

Mista looked at me and then at Giorno, "You can choose to marry anyone in the mafia as long as they are not married or in any committed relationship." After saying those words, Giorno continued.

"Anyone in the mafia." He smiled at me.

My mom looked at me and asked Giorno, "How old are you Mr. Giovanna?"

"I just turned 16." He smiled at my mom and then at me, "I think I'm included in the list too." My hands are wet underneath my gloves. My forehead was teeming now with sweat.

My mom spoke out of the blue, "You'll make a fine husband for my daughter."

"Is that right Sophia?" My mom doesn't really know what are stands and what the mafia actually do. She had no idea.

          

"Mom...I think it's a bit abrupt." I looked at Giorno.

He grunted in disapproval and Mista almost laughed at the situation.

"I guess you still have time to decide, Ms. Bucciarati." Giorno stated. "I created a list of possible bachelors. Please look at the list, marry one and as soon as possible, I want to fulfill Bucciarati's will."

"To be honest, I think it's risky to marry someone from the mafia." I started having doubts.

My mom looked at me in disbelief. She has always been in favor of Bruno rather than her own daughter.

"If you marry the right person, you won't have problems." Mista spoke out of the blue. "Some regions doesn't have any problems. Some members doesn't have too much work on their sleeves."

Giorno eyed Mista. "I guess the Capo of Naples doesn't have that much to do this time. I guess I have to assign you with another work. How about making you the underboss."

"What?" Mista's eyes grew wide. He was so happy. "Giorno? Is that true?"

"Should I take it back?"

"No!"

My mom was laughing at their conversation.

The two continued eating but Giorno's cellphone rang. He looked at the screen and was shocked.

I saw his face was filled with dread.

Giorno stopped eating and looked at Mista. "Mista, please get the car ready." Giorno told him.

"What? We just got here." Mista was dumbstruck at his order.

"I got something to do." Giorno stood up along with Mista and bid his goodbye to us.

"Goodbye Mrs. Anna Bucciarati. Goodbye, Sophia." He took my mother's hand and kissed it. He took my hand and automatically my stand appeared.

He saw my stand and told my mom, "Mrs. Bucciarati, can I speak with your daughter in private please."

"Of course."

"Mom..." I was about to protest when my mom went to her room and left me with Giorno.

Giorno started talking, "What is the name of your stand?" He showed his stand to me. It appeared as soon as he told it's name. "Mine is called Golden Experience."

He must've no clue about what my stand does. Only Bruno knows about it and insisted that I wear gloves all the time.

"My stand is called Bed of Roses." I looked at him.

"What does it do?" He asked.

"This is awkward." I told him.

"Is that why you have your gloves on?" He was still holding my hand.

"Bruno told me to never tell this to anyone. The last time I hold someone without these gloves, Bruno attacked that person and rendered him unconscious. For example, if someone holds my hand, they'll experience pleasure and more. I can't explain it."

"Pleasure?" Giorno was surprised.

"I haven't really know what extent my Stand can do. I haven't tested it since I know it's dangerous for me and other people."

"What happened to the person Bruno beat up?"

"He was contained for a day because he wanted to violate me. After one day, the stand's effects subsided." I took my hand away from him. "Don't touch my hands please."

Giorno gulped. " Only your hands can make that effect on other people?"

"I don't know though. I stopped going to school ever since my stand activated. Two months ago. I never tried to touch anyone with my hands including my mother and Bruno."

"I see." Giorno looked at me. "Marry me and I'll protect you."

I was astounded.

The car honked from the outside.

"Goodbye." He took my hand and finally kissed it.

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After a few days of assessing the situation, I decided to call Giorno again.

"I ask the boss to take care of my last remaining relatives whom I have a great debt with. Please secure their future and their name is largely impacted by mine. Please make them safe and secured at all times. Please take in Sophia Bucciarati as one of the Passione or make her legally married to one of Passione's Members."

I took into consideration the list Giorno gave me and his proposal.

My hand lingered on the phone that Giorno gave me. I was about to dial it but I bet he wouldn't answer it at a random time.

'He's a mafia boss. He's probably busy today.'

The phone suddenly rang. I answered it.

"Hello.

"Hi."

Giorno's voice was calm but commanding, "Would you mind testing your stand on me?"

*Continua*

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 20, 2020 ⏰

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