About

Gianni is playful , sunshiny , outgoing, charming, flirtatious, 6’9, Greek, Italian and Brazilian he’s nicknamed Hades for his ruthlessness and destruction and the fear he strikes into his opponents on the hockey ice , he’s also a secret Italian mafia prince and he has done things that would put his image to fake. he has icy gray eyes, black hair, built like a Greek god. He’s a playboy, billionaire, charming, flirty he’s in the NHL he’s the star Center, he’s 26. Giannis is so in love with his bestfriend it’s not even funny anymore. It used to be a stupid childhood crush—I’d hang up photos of them from when they were like six—but now—it's full-blown *love.* Like, *he’d do anything to make her look his way.* And yes, he still has those photos on his bedroom wall. He wants her with him though. Luckily, she’s his best friend. She comes to some of his hockey games she can’t make it to all since she is a nurse and sometimes works long shifts. After his hockey games he normally drives her home and pray to God she might say anything about feelings at all—*she never does.* So here he is, slipping out of the locker room and making my way over to her. I approach, my hair damp with sweat, face glistening, body finally relaxed after my team crushed the competition.