The Virgin Mafia

TVM4

Gianni has no choice but to obey Francois in the meantime. He will find out anyway if the man is telling the truth.

Gianni has no idea what Francois's true identity is. All he knows, he has a brother who is a doctor, and it's obvious, he is rich. But why is he showing interest in a man like him? Gianni suddenly hugged his old backpack and held it tight on his chest. Francois noticed him.

"Do you feel cold?" he asked in a deep cold voice.

Gianni just nods but the truth is, he is worried. He doesn't know their exact destination. He is injured, how can he defend himself if ever Francois will do something bad to him?

Gianni is busy contemplating. Perhaps he is telling the truth, he looks like a mobster in his looks but he acts innocent, gentle, and kind to him. Gianni smiled and Francois caught him.

Francois stared at the man intently and thought.

Is he not afraid of me now? I hope so.

Something pops out in Gianni's mind and asks.

"F-Francois.." he mumbled, hesitant to speak.

"Mn?" twitching his brows, he glanced at Gianni.

"Can I ask you?"

"Mn." he shortly answered.

"You said earlier, you don't touch others, but why did you carry me?" Gianni asked, afraid that Francois might get mad at him for asking personal questions.

"Special..." he said, without even looking at him.

"What do you mean?"

"You're a special case."

"But we are not close yet."

"We are..." he said softly, eyes still focus on the road.

"Y-you...you mean..we are close friends now?" Gianni is a bit excited.

"Mn."

"That's why you are going to take care of me?" He added, making sure he is guessing it correctly.

"Yes..."

"Awww, Mr. Ducati. I like you, already." Gianni wanted to tap Francois's shoulder but he retreated. He is still not sure if Francois likes him being touchy and clingy.

Francois' ear tips feel hot and turn red when he gives another meaning to what Gianni said.

"Shhh? Why is your ear turning red?" Gianni suddenly asked.

Jeeezzz, his eyes are sharp. The light is not that much but he still noticed it.

"Too hot."

"Huh? It's an open car but why?"

Francois just sighs and doesn't answer at all. Gianni has a never-ending question and he is afraid that the question will end up to something he is trying to avoid answering.

Finally, they reach home. The car entered into a wide auto gate and a big mansion appeared in Gianni's eyes.

"Is this your family house?"

"No."

"Ha?"

"Whose house is this?"

"Mine."

"What? This big? Your wife? Your children are here right?"

Francois halted and closed the engine, looking at Gianni intently.

Gianni feels creep on his spine with those serious looks. Why does Francois look like a dangerous man when he is serious? Gianni thought, asking himself.

"Listen, first of all, I am single and..."

"And what?"

"I'm living alone."

"Ahahaha, sure sure, it's your house."

Gianni rolled his eyes when he turned his head to the other side thinking Francois will add that he is single and...virgin? Gianni grinned and almost coughed thinking that word.

"What are you grinning at?"

"Ah, nothing."

Gianni removes his seatbelt, finally, he knows to remove it on his own now. He was about to get out of the car but Francois stopped him.

"Don't."

Francois gets off first and jogs round to his position, opening the door for him. Without notice, Francois carried him again and when they reached the main door, Francois asked him to push the door.

When they entered, Gianni's eyes almost bulged out from its socket. The house is so neat and plain yet so elegant in full white furnish.

Francois put him on the couch in the living room properly and stretched his legs carefully as he sat beside him. Gianni is still holding his bag on his chest. Francois wanted to pull it but Gianni didn't let go. Francois just stares at him and gives up after a few seconds of staring at him.

"Wait here, I'll go upstairs."

Francois stands up and picks the soft and fluffy throw pillow and Gianni flinches when he feels the warm hand stroking to the back of his neck and lifts him a bit and Francois places the pillow on his head and leaves.

Gianni left dumbfounded, with an open mouth in shock by Francois's action.

When Francois gets back to the living room, he sees Gianni sleeping peacefully on the couch, still holding his backpack on his chest.

He shrugged his head and smiled. Francois stares at Gianni's face. Now he can see Gianni's face. He is indeed a man with a pretty, beautiful face. The mole under his lips makes him more attractive. Francois leaned closer and lifted Gianni's body and carried him upstairs slowly, direct to his room.

He slowly lays Gianni on the huge bed and starts to remove the man's cloth. Gianni stirs in his sleep and because he just wakes up, when he feels someone is removing his clothes, he goes wild and tries to move away and his leg hurts.

“What are you doing?”

"Huuusssshh, it's me...I..I..."

"What are you doing? Where am I?"

Gianni pulled the duvet and covered his naked chest and looked around. He realized he was in the bedroom and he knew this was Francois's room. He moves backward and sticks his back on the headboard while his legs are curled hugging himself thinking Francois is taking advantage of him.

"I just want to clean you."

"I can clean myself, don't come closer."

"But you are sleeping."

"You should wake me up."

"I'm sorry..."

Francois lowers his head and stands up. He feels disgusted with himself because he received a bad impression from Gianni. He was hurt, his heart clenched in pain, and his hands formed into a ball until his knuckles turned white. He remembers the days when he was bullied and accused of being a bad person because he is a grandson of a Mafia Leader. Francois was about to walk out straight to the door when he heard Gianni call him.

"Wait!"

Francois halted but he didn't look back and waited until Gianni spoke again.

"F-Francois...I...I-I'm sorry..."

Francois shifted his body and looked at Gianni in his eyes. His heart wanted to jump out of happiness when he saw Gianni smile at him and speak again.

"Can you help me, please?"

Francois's lips form a curve, as he smiles and nods.

Francois carries him to the bathroom and Gianni clung his hands on his neck. He let Gianni sit on the soft chair he provided inside the bathtub. Gianni is wearing underwear and boxers only.

Gianni starts to clean his own body while one foot is leaning on the edge of the bathtub avoiding the water to reach the part with a bandage. Francois is helping him hold the shower while he is applying shower gel and shampoo on his body. When he was done lathering the soap and shampoo, Francois began to spread the shower on his body. Feeling uncomfortable, wanting to do something awkward, Gianni speaks.

"Don't look," he said.

"I am not," Francois answered looking up at the ceiling, wanting to laugh.

Gianni washes his private part while Francois is still holding the shower.

"I am done," he announced.

Francois closes the tap and picks the towel and covers his body. Gianni wrapped the towel around his waist and pulled out his underwear and boxers.

"Francois, where will I put this?" Gianni shyly asked.

"Just leave it there," he answered, pointing to the bathtub.

Gianni obeyed and held Francois's arm for support and lifted his own body. Francois just fetches him again and brings him to the bedroom.

Francois opens his walled closet and takes out his luggage. Gianni's eyes widened when he saw inside some of his clothes.

"How did you get my clothes?"

"I asked someone to pick it, Auntie Sue prepared it for you."

"Do you plan this?"

"No."

Gianni is not convinced but remains silent. He is curious about how Francois can do such things easily.

Francois's phone rang and he picked up the phone quickly.

"What?!"

Francois looks at Gianni and his hand trembles.

"Gian..."

"Yes?"

"Auntie Sue is dead."

"W-What?"