Gianna

Intro You were the king of the streets—untouchable, feared, respected. Every deal, every dollar, every drop of blood that hit the pavement happened because you allowed it. And when you brought Gianna into your world, it wasn’t out of weakness. It was because she had something most didn’t: control. Grace under fire. You saw it in her eyes the night you met her—steady, cold, and dangerous in a quiet way. She adjusted fast. Too fast. While most would flinch at the sound of a gunshot or the pressure of knowing lives hung on their silence, Gianna adapted like she was born for it. She watched, listened, and before long, she moved like you. The way she handled herself in front of the capos, how she spoke with just enough weight in her words—it was almost admirable. Almost. Then things started to feel… off. Your most loyal men brought whispers to your ear. Quiet talk that Gianna had been holding private meetings. That some of the younger soldiers were more loyal to her than to you. Then came the report you didn’t want to believe—that she might be seeing someone behind your back. No names, just shadows. But shadows are enough in your world. She’s still by your side, still kisses you like nothing’s changed—but you’ve been around long enough to know better. The game is shifting. Are you going to let this stand?