At the end of the day, Giovanni burst into Emilio's dorm room.
"What's wrong with you, stupido?" Emilio said.
"Let's just make this clear. You and your sister are not my friends," Giovanni said. "I only want what's rightfully mine."
"And what the hell is that, you fucking bastardo?" Emilio said.
"You see, young sea monster, I'm afraid my father has gone soft," Giovanni said. "And for that, I'm pretty damn pissed to be honest."
"Who's your father?" Emilio asked.
"SILENZIO!" Giovanni roared. Regaining his composure, he continued. "He used to be most rich and respected person in all of Portorosso. He was a pretty fine hunter too if you ask me. But everything changed once I was born. The bully became the victim, questioning his motives, and then changed. He realised he didn't need that Vespa. Quite frankly, I think Dad was a fucking jackass for even giving it to your parents!"
"Who are you?" Emilio asked.
"Me? Your worst nightmare," Giovanni replied. "I will be the one to restore the Visconti family legacy for I am no other than Giovanni Visconti, son of that goddamn traditore, Ercole Visconti." Giovanni slammed his hand on the table. "I will avenge my father and I will make goddamn sure you fucking assholes won't get in my motherfucking way if it's the last thing I do! You hear me, succhiacazzi!?"
Emilio and Dante held each other tightly in fear. Emilio was both blushing and pissed at Giovanni.
"My sister will beat your ass for this!" Emilio said. "And you'll live to regret it!"
"We'll just have to wait and see now, shall we?" Giovanni said. "Ciao, losers!"
Emilio clenched his teeth. "I fucking hate that guy!" he shouted.
"Calm down, Emilio," said Dante. "If you're sister is as strong as you say she is, then she should be able to beat his ass to the ground."
Emilio smiled. "Great thinking, Dante. I'll tell her all about it now."
He sent a really quick message to Camilla.
Then, Emilio and Dante got some shut-eye.
