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He cracked his knuckles and stepped closer to the goon.
"Listen, you tell Marcio to stay the fuck away from her. If I catch him or anyone of you near her again I won't be responsible for my actions. Even if I am an officer of the law I still haven't forgotten some of the rules of the trade."
He saw the man opening his mouth to retort and quickly punched him in the face effectively breaking his nose. Blood began spilling out of his nose and he crumpled and fell. Gianni watched impassively and commanded him to get up. The man looked up remembering just who he was dealing with. Gianni may have wanted to run from his problems but the mob's blood still ran through his veins and he could be just as evil.
"Now you take that message back to Marcio. If he has a problem you tell him he knows where to find me."
The man nodded holding his nose and quickly left out. Gianni followed and made sure he left the mall completely before making his way back over to the store Leona went inside. His mind was reeling and he couldn't help the fear that encased him at thinking of Leona hurt, especially at the hands of his family. He willed his heart to slow down as he made his way around the store needing to see her to assure his mind that she was okay. He finally found her on an arts and crafts aisle gathering up paint and coloring supplies.
He'd be a liar if he said she didn't look good. She wore a pair of loose fitting jeans that were rolled up to her ankles and a pair of bright pink Toms shoes. She had on an oversized yellow button down shirt that had paint all over it. Her hair was in a ponytail but much of her unruly curls were able to escape framing her angelic face. Shit he needed to get a grip. He just needed to make sure she was alright then leave. As he began backing up she looked over in his direction.
He froze and smiled awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck. Those chocolate eyes entrapped him and he couldn't help the feeling of butterflies in the pit of his stomach. What the hell was his problem? He was acting like a teenager with a schoolboy crush.
"Hi. I haven't seen you in a while."
He watched as she juggled all of the supplies in her hand before he finally did the gentlemanly thing and grabbed them from her. Her smiled warmed her features and he couldn't help grinning like an idiot.
"How have you been?"
"Great. Your father has been running me ragged down at the precinct."
"That's daddy for you. He always values hard work. He wouldn't let me have a carefree summer. I'm doing some volunteer work at a youth center, hence all the art supplies."
"Explains all the paint on your clothes. You want to be a teacher or something?"
"Not really. I haven't exactly decided what I want to do. So I'm just trying to try different things this summer and find my calling."
He watched as she went back to rummaging through supplies on the sales rack. He was surprised that she was sweet and they were able to hold a decent conversation. He forgot that they had a truce so there was no real reason for there to be any hostility.
"So what brings you here?"
He thought about the guy following her and immediately decided not to tell her.
"Just window shopping."
She continued browsing and finally checked out. A young woman, probably the same age as her, rung up her items sheepishly peeking at Gianni. Leona caught the glances but didn't make a big deal about it. He was extra fine and it didn't help that he wore low riding jeans and a tight black tee that had his muscles looking delicious.
"Your total is $52.49."
Before she could go inside her purse Gianni pulled out a card swiping and paying for it.
"Oh my god, Prenelli! You didn't have to do that."
She grabbed the bags and swatted his hands away from trying to carry them.
"It's not that heavy. Besides you just paid for them the least I could do is carry them to my car."
He smiled at her logic and walked beside her as they exited the store.