“Is that what your parents told you?” How could her parents say that? It reminded me of how one family in Venice had taught their daughters to remain a virgin until marriage or they’d go to hell. It was the craziest thing I’d ever heard.
“I’m supposed to be prim and proper. Intimacy is for procreation.”
“Stop right there.” I rolled onto my back, grabbed the towel I had sitting on the nightstand and put it between her legs.
“Grazie.”
“I want you to enjoy sex. I want to give you pleasure like you give to me. It’s a two-way street, Gia. Being intimate isn’t only for making babies. Do you understand?”
“Mhm.” She nodded. “I understand.”
“What we do is our business. It’s beautiful. Maybe a little dirty, but definitely not a sin.” I couldn’t believe we were havingthis conversation. I should have been better prepared given her young age.
“Are we going to spend the rest of the day in bed?”
“I wouldn’t mind it, but our day got away from us with the rain and the sex.” I thought for a second and an idea popped into my head. “Would you like to go into town? Do some shopping and get a bite to eat?”
Her face brightened. “Yes, I would love to!”
“Okay. Let’s get ready.” I’d take her along the coast and to my favorite ristorante.
Since my idea wasn’t planned, I needed to get my driver and security set up before we left. Fortunately, Gia took longer to get ready than me. I wasn’t ready for her to know how important it was to have every detail of our outings properly planned.
The Remotti Mafia was a big deal in Italy. A lot of people would like to take us out and move into our Southern region. But we had the Pisano famiglia for allies. We were on the west side, and they were in the east. Still, I needed to take precautions.
“It’s going good, then?” Papà asked.
“Sì. It’s good.” I looked over the checklist then handed it to my driver, Dino.
“Marta told Mamma you were in the bath together.” He smiled wide. “Was she satisfactory?”
“I would hope I was better than satisfactory.” Giovanna’s voice came from behind me.
I spun around and found her standing with her hands on her hips. She was wearing a blue dress, the same color as the Tyrrhenian Sea. It was as if she knew where I was taking her and dressed for it.
“Dolcezza, look at you. Bellisma!” I went over to her and wrapped her in my arms and kissed her. Giving my father a show, of course.
“You didn’t answer your father’s question,” she said, pulling away.
“Papà, she’s magnifica. And now, we go.” I snap my fingers at Aaron, my personal bodyguard and friend.
“Brava!” My father clapped. “Brava! Brava!”
“He’s a little obnoxious at times,” I whispered to Gia as we stepped outside. The clouds had disappeared and it was much cooler, but we wouldn’t spend too much time outside.
“It’s okay. My father is nosy too.”
Dino opened the passenger door of the Maserati and nodded to Gia.
“This is Dino my personal driver. And in the front seat is Aaron my bodyguard.” I paused for a second. “Allow me to rephrase that. These areourpersonal driver and bodyguard.”
She smiled brightly at me, then turned to Dino. “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Dino nodded, then closed the door after I was seated.
“I thought we’d take a ride along the coast before stopping in Naples. Unless you’re hungry now?” We had a tray brought up after having sex for the second time. But it was possible she wanted to eat sooner than later. Although, traditionally, dinner was until nine o’clock in Italy.
“I’m fine. Let’s take our time.”
