The Virgin Mafia

TVM11

Giovanni made a fake cough and made the two back to their senses.

"It's still broad daylight, you still have lots of time for that at night," Giovanni said in his serious face and rolled his eyes that almost turned it all white.

"Ahahaha, sorry. " Gianni quickly gets up while wiping his lips with the back of his right palm and walks away without looking back. He heads towards Francesca who is still on her kayak and just reaches the shore.

Francois left dumbfounded and just scratched the back of his neck lightly.

"Here, let me help you." Angelo extended his right arm and pulled up Francois.

"Bro, you're blushing..haha!" Camillo tapped his left shoulder.

"It's always been a good feeling to let your love one fell on your chest, right?" Leandro looks at Enzo and winks at him.

"Shut up, you slut!" Enzo said to his husband.

"But I am the best slut in town."

Enzo remembers when Leandro is still courting and keeps flirting with him. He loved to wink at him and until one day he called him slut.

"Leandro, you are acting like slut huh." Enzo teased him.

"One day you will love this slut and I will prove to you how good in bed I am." Leandro fireback.

And that's where the slutty slutty love story of Leandro and Enzo started. And they don't mind switching positions because they love each other so much. Leandro chose Enzo over wealth and he is happily married and content.

Everyone laughed so hard. Francois can't help himself but laugh too.

Francois smiles crazily as he can still imagine how cute Gianni's reaction was. He starts to help his friends unload the food and things they need from the deck of the kayaks one by one.

"Gianni, why is your face so red?" Francesca asked. She doesn't know what exactly happened, she just saw them from afar because she is busy balancing herself while paddling.

"Nothing, hehe.." Gianni answered but avoided opening the topic.

Gianni opens the deck of the kayak and takes out the goods and carries some back to the place where they are assembling the tent now.

"Give me." Gianni was startled by the soft but deep voice. Francois takes the things he just brings and fixes them properly to their place.

"Thank you.." Gianni just purses his lips and walks back to Francesca and takes some more things. Gianni wanted to get busy to avoid his focus on the earlier incident. He is nervous and feeling weird with that kiss and his dream.

Gianni doesn't want to give meaning to it. After all, he thinks Francois already has someone he loves. Heart Island is very important to him. And like his boss, he will pay respect for his generosity and kindness to him. He will work hard. Gianni decided to change his ways, he will not tease Francois at all, avoid being clingy and flirtatious, promising to make a bit of distance.

Francois is busy helping his friends build a tent. He saw Gianni approaching carrying quite heavy things when he tripped himself and smashed his face to the sand. Francois laughed so hard and accidentally hit himself with the hammer when he pounds without looking because his eyes are always with Gianni.

"Good for you," Alessia said.

"Doc, help me...ouch.."

"That's for laughing at him." Alessia continues to tie the rope of the tent to the plastic nails Francois just installed.

Gianni lifts his head quickly and looks around and sees if someone saw him. They saw him but tried not to laugh. Today, Gianni is the apple of the eye and because he is new to this group, he is not yet familiar with their actions. Gianni slowly stands up and taps his t-shirt to remove the sand and spit some from his mouth.

Gianni picked things one by one when his eyes caught a pair of shoes in front of him. He gently lifted his head and saw Francois start to pick the things on the sand.

"Thank you.." Gianni mumbled and pretended he was not affected by Francois's presence being near to him.

They are still busy preparing the area and the sun is starting to set when they hear a helicopter approaching.

When the helicopter landed, Francois saw his parents approaching together with his half-brother Matteo.

"Mom, Dad..what brings you here this late?" Francois asked in curiosity. He never expected his parents to follow them.

"Son, I just won't see my future son-in-law..where is he? I'm excited and can't wait to see him."

"Mom, lower your voice, for Pete's sake!"

"Well, it's true."

"Dad, Mom is overreacting again."

"Son, that's true. Her butt is itching in our house when he heard you will visit this island. You know, she's been waiting for this day." Mr. Ducati explained.

Indeed, since the day Matteo reported to his parents that Francois is taking care of a beautiful man in his mansion, Mr. and Mrs. Ducati knew it already. Their son found his missing piece.

"Mom, can you wait a little bit longer?"

"Francois, you know me, I am impatient. Come, introduce me to him right away."

Mrs. Emilia walks elegantly in her rugged beach attire. Hands are swaying in the mid-air, beach bag on her left shoulder. She slightly screams when the wind blows and quickly holds her hat and the other hand is holding the shawl to cover her face from its tip, not too disheveled and not too blown away by the ocean breeze.

"Auntie, Uncle, Matteo, good evening."

"Hello boys and girls, isn't it lovely here?"

"Yes, auntie. Thank you for letting us stay here.." Francesca said and bowed to their big boss.

Mrs. Emilia's eyes are busy looking for someone. She tilted her head and smiled when she spotted Gianni who was sitting cutely in the corner of one of the wooden benches they made.

"It's him right?" Mrs. Emilia asked them all.

"Yes, Auntie." Like children, they answered in unison. Gianni who is so nervous and just fidgeting his fingers looks around and everyone is looking at him.

"That's Francois's parents," Alessandro whispered.

Gianni's eyes widened and quickly stood up.

"Good evening mam, sir. I am Gianni, Francois's new friend. Nice to meet you here." Gianni politely speaks, greets them nicely, and bows his head.

"Nice to meet you too, son. Welcome to Ducati Family and this crazy club. Hope you enjoy your stay here and don't regret loving my son." Mrs. Emilia said without a break that made Gianni drop his jaw. His mind focused on the last five words Mrs. Emilia said. What? Don't regret loving your son?

"Yes, mam.." Gianni answered in an almost whisper.

"Is that M-O-M, right?" Mrs. Ducati teases Gianni and he nods subconsciously.

Mr. and Mrs. Ducati chuckles. Matteo is smiling but their eyes are busy stealing a glance at a certain person.

"Anyway guys, we won't stay long, I know you don't have enough tents here to sleep. I know you have space for Matteo, right?"

Everybody looks at each other and counts themselves and the tent that is all built. Each tent will share two persons the married couples will share. Alessia was supposed to be alone in her tent because her brother Alessandro wanted to share with Giovanni but when they saw Matteo approaching, they quickly figured out the solution. Alessia and Alessandro will share and Giovanni will share with Matteo and that made Matteo grin evilly on his mind. And lastly, Francois and Gianni will share the tent that made the latter's heart pound hard.

Little did they know, everything was well planned. Mrs. Emilia is impatient and wants to see her son get married soon.

Everyone knows about the tent that Mrs. Emilia retrieved from the port earlier that's why they arrived on the island quite late except for Gianni and Giovanni. At the port, they asked Giovanni to buy something in the convenience store that is quite far from it and that's how they execute their plans to remove some tents. Both of them are innocent. What is exactly happening is why suddenly, they had this camping on the island.

On top of that, Giovanni is aware that Ducati is Mafia's, while Gianni has no idea who Francois is exactly.

Mrs. Emilia spoke again and clarified her purpose in visiting the island.

"I just sent my son, Matteo here and I just want to bring this to my lovely sons." Mrs. Emilia takes out the mosquito net that Francois cannot live without every time he is camping or will spend the night outside the house.

"Mom!" Francois pulled the mosquito net quickly and hid it on his back. Even if it's just the light from the bonfire, Francois's red face is obvious and cannot hide at night.

"Son, take it easy ok." Mr. Ducati laughed echoing in the air and everyone follows when they quickly understand what Mr. Ducati wanted to emphasize.

"Gianni, nice to meet you again, and welcome to Ducati Family." Mr. Ducati said, chuckling.

After a few minutes, the couple bid farewell. They just waved their hands as the helicopter lifted and flew back to the city.

When they can't hear the helicopter sound at all, everyone gets back to their tent and arranges it inside.

Gianni is just outside in front of the bonfire with a distance sitting on the wooden bench and keeps tapping his legs from mosquitoes biting. He halted when a medium-size blanket enveloped his shoulders.

He lifted his chin and saw Francois smiling sweetly at him. His heartbeat races like hell and pounding hard again. He is so starstruck with those cute little smiles from Francois. Francois sits beside him and pulls the mosquito net on his pocket that is neatly folded and spread wide open and gives the other side to Gianni.

"Here, cover your legs, or else they will not save some for me.." Francois said nonchalantly while gazing at Gianni's eyes who is not blinking at all.