I'm not yours

Giovanni thought he was the most important piece on the board. He was used to having his orders obeyed, and this never bored him. After all, that was all he knew. He wasn't told to have feelings, so he learned to hide them. But twelve years ago, he found his soul again. And two years ago, he had a feeling that he was going to ruin himself, but he ignored it because he was sure that nothing could shake him. A few minutes ago, he discovered that it's possible to break a heart, even if you believe you don't have one.

Yes, it's a game. But he felt like he was falling into a deep, dark abyss when he saw her smile so sincerely at another man, touch him and laugh as if there were no worries in the world. A deep sadness mixed with an uncontrollable anger that commands the nerves in his body and the muscles in his legs. That makes him get up and go to her, even though his brain screams that he should keep his distance.

He's never felt like this before. Never felt like his emotions were overfl