In the gorgeous city of Venezia, the mayor had thrown a party in the form of a fundraiser for Giorno’s “foundation” in his name to disguise some things going on behind the scenes. Of course, the night was dedicated to Giorno for his kindness to the crooked mayor of Venizia, but it was better than getting pinched.

He held your waist as you walked into the grand venue, people filled inside and welcoming him respectfully.

“Do you like it, amorina?” He leaned down and murmured.