GIOVANNI, magdelena esmerelda

[magdelena e. g. giovanni]

VALKYRIECALIFORNIA

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MAGDELENA GABRIELLA ESMERELDA GIOVANNI
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INTO THE NIGHT
DESPERATE AND BROKEN
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SO, TELL ME. WHAT'S YOUR FULL NAME?

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"maggie giovanni. do i need to spell that out for you?"

AND HOW OLD ARE YOU?

"didn’t anyone ever tell you it’s rude to ask a woman her age? well if you insist, i’m twenty-three."

WHAT DO YOU DO FOR A LIVING?

"now that. it’s one of those things where if i told you i’d have to kill you. may not want to get much deeper into than that. let’s just say that i’m in the family business."

YOU SEEING ANYONE, OR ARE YOU SINGLE?

"i’ve got a bastard of a husband running around somewhere on the east coast. i’m sure that counts."

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THE SOUND OF A FIGHT
FATHER HAS SPOKEN
THE PERSONALITY

IF YOU COULD DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN SEVEN WORDS WHAT WOULD THEY BE?

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"smart, gorgeous, cunning, brilliant, sexy, tenacious, and argumentative."

WHAT KIND OF THINGS DO YOU LIKE?

"i tend to be a sucker for the simple things in life. kids, pets, going for walks, training with my knives, you know all those good things. not to mention i love my club and everything associated with it. i love making money, listening to music, and having people appreciate what i do. not to mention feeling good about myself every once in a while. something like that is hard to come by when your husband just takes off on you. but otherwise i just like being involved in the family business. having that kind of freedom is crucial to me."

WHAT KIND OF THINGS DON'T YOU LIKE?

"where do i start? my husband for one. yeah i love the guy otherwise he’d be my ex, but to leave me behind for four years puts him at the top of my shit list. i hate my father with a passion. the man was an ass and deserved every bit of what i gave him. my brother the sell out. haven’t seen him in over five years and i don’t care to ever again. not to mention the basics, starvation, kidnapping, people threatening my life, deals gone wrong, shady clients, having to get my guys to go after someone for money they owe, world hunger…you know, the works. but that’s just business. in the real world i pretty much despise anything soppy and sweet, bugs, heavy rain, idiot drivers..."

WHAT WOULD YOU SAY WERE YOUR STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES?

"i’m damn loyal when i find a person who deserves it. that, and i’m a whiz kid in this business. i guess you could say that i put my smarts to good use. as far as weaknesses go, i can really hold a grudge. i hate when people screw me over and i don’t tend to live it down easily. i also have a lot of trouble seeing worth in a lot of people. in this business i have to either trust you or you’ll never see the light of day again. figuratively of course."

DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?

"despite how much i say i hate him, i wouldn’t have stayed married to luca this long if i didn’t somehow love him. that, and my career choice is about as secretive as it gets."

WHAT ARE YOU MOST SCARED OF?

"losing the things i care about most like my club, my business and associates, my husband, etc. i’ve worked hard all my life to get the things i deserve and i won’t stand to lose them."

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WE WERE THE KINGS AND QUEENS OF PROMISE
WE WERE THE VICTIMS OF OURSELVES
THE HISTORY

TELL ME A LITTLE OF WHAT YOUR FAMILY IS LIKE?

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"i was raised in a crime family, but i was raised more so like the starving kid on the sidewalk looking into a restaurant. i saw a whole lot of what i wanted and none of what i could have. with my father it was all about dangling my dreams in front of me and ripping them away. he loved to torture me in that way. honestly i couldn’t be happier to have gotten away from all of that. the only people i still care about from my past are my biological sister bella and half siblings j.r., dominic, and hannah. no one else really registers on my radar."

WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?

"my father is juan corinthos sr., he’s about forty-eight by now. jobwise? ha, he’s probably flipping burgers in some crappy tijuana dive by now. my mother is sophia mitchell. she’s forty-two and a…well let’s just call her a stay at home mother."

DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?

"i have for siblings. one full blooded, that’s isabella. she’s twenty one and a college student somewhere on the east coast. j.r. and raoul are my older half brothers. j.r. is twenty six and currently touring the country. raoul is twenty four and doing god only knows what. dominic and hannah are my younger half siblings. dom is nineteen and in school at ucla and hannah is nine. she still lives at home with my step mother."

ANY OTHER RELATIVES CLOSE TO YOU?

"i’ve probably got aunts, uncles, and cousins out there that i’ve never met but that’s all moot to me. i don’t really care. i didn’t grow up with them so they’ve yet to matter to me. oh, i do have a step mother too. she divorced my father about a year or so ago so technically she’s not really family but for a pushover she’s pretty sweet."

TELL ME THE STORY OF YOUR PAST?

" “i don’t tell this history much so listen up and listen good because i’m not going to repeat anything, nor am i telling this story again. my name is magdelena gabriella esmerelda corinthos-giovanni and yes i do use my full name when i have to, but it’s a mouthful so i only like having to say it when i have to get my point across to someone. anywhere else, anytime, anyplace, you call me maggie. you did hear right, my last name is corinthos-giovanni, corinthos just like that former drug lord in mexico and giovanni like the italian mob, what a coincidence, or it would be a coincidence in any other case. instead one man is my father and the other is my uncle in law. my father was powerful, conniving, and a total bastard if you weren’t trusted or someone working close to him. i was born in america conveniently making me a u.s. citizen. my mother got pregnant with me when she was vacationing in mexico and took off when she found out who my father really was. she had about a month left in her pregnancy when she left him. she went into labor with me in some hospital just outside the mexican border. my mother was clueless if she couldn’t tell who my father was in my opinion. if you couldn’t tell that the huge, and i mean huge, marble mansion smack dab in the middle of tijuana that was surrounded by guards and harder to get into than fort knox belonged to a drug lord then you’re just plain stupid. i hate to admit that my mother was an idiot, but well…she was, but back to me. after my mother had given birth and they took me away to get me cleaned up and clothed, my father showed up. you know how, under normal conditions, a nurse walks in and hands you your sparkly clean, brand spankin’ new baby? well picture the same scene but my father there in place of the nurse with me in his arms.

my mother, being the idiot that she is, listened to my father as he coerced her to move back to tijuana and live with him there as his new wife. they got married in some big celebration with all of the families brought together. my mother wasn’t the first corinthos wife. technically she was the second. from what i’d heard he’d slept around a lot before her but my mother was the second woman he’d gotten pregnant. his first wife was his so called true love. according to my step-brothers he never looked at my mother or his most recent wife like he ever did their mother. j.r., my oldest step-brother, was about two when his mother died. they said she died of cancer but it's common knowledge that she’d been kidnapped and killed by a rival cartel. after his first wife died, juan consoled himself by sleeping around. that was how he met my mother, had me, married my mother, and had my sister, bella. i’m guessing the heat between juan and my mother pretty much died down after my sister because he got bored and was caught cheating only about two years after bella was born. dominic was the result of that. my mother did the smart thing for once in her life and divorced juan but couldn’t bring herself to really leave him. we stayed in tijuana in a house he’d had built especially for my mother, my sister and i just on the outskirts of his estate where he could keep an eye on us.

juan remarried, to dominic’s mother, and things were pretty calm after that. it was only about four years ago he wound up getting her pregnant again. about the time that hannah was born i started doing work for my father. i was fourteen at the time and my father took me in to shut me up basically. he decided that teaching me the ways of the business might scare me straight but it turns out that even at that age i couldn't be swayed. my mother, being the eternal pushover she was, just let him take me under his wing, or so i thought. turns out my father wanted nothing to do with me, surprise surprise. i didn't much care as long as i had something to do to keep me busy. i got all the scut work. i got the crap that absolutely no one wanted to do and i did it because that was the only link to the business that i had. you see my father had a big belief that women shouldn't be involved in a man's business, and that business included his drug cartel. he did however love to pick my brain. you see even though my father hated my guts for even considering being a part of his business, he knew that even though i was fourteen years old, that i was smarter than him. so he used me. he had me planning shipping routes, rearranging security, planning runs and everything else you could imagine. within months i became an asset to the organization, and one juan couldn't go without. i secretly became the face of my father's organization. i knew all the contacts better than he did. i knew of all the leverage we used and who on. i knew who the power players were and how to work them. i did such a good job that the people working with my father didn't even know he was a useless waste of space.

i started working on my own when i was sixteen. because i was such a necessity to my father's business he had to give me what i wanted. it was so easy to just go to some other cartel with all of my knowledge and bring him down from the inside but i didn't do it simply because i had my father under my thumb. he realized this too and at a certain point he started trying to take back the business. he would try to pick my brain and get me to spill all of my little secrets so that he could find some way to kill me off and it wouldn't cost him his business. i played cat and mouse with him for a few years to the point where it drove him absolutely crazy. when i was eighteen he sent me to the states on a job. i was to get new shipping routes into the states. expansion and all that. i went to get away, followed close on my heels was my brother. i came to find out a few weeks into my assignment that i was far from home so that it would be easier for my father to kill me off. he saddled me with a mob family that was established in valkyrie, the giovanni’s. now if you couldn’t tell by my name, i did at some point marry into this family, but that would be jumping ahead and there’s a whole lot of dramatic stuffing in the middle of that giant turkey.

you see me and my husband didn’t get along when we first met, hell we don’t even get along now. i met luca the day before we were assigned to one another. i went to a rundown apartment to get money from someone who owed me and apparently luca was there to do the same. i had the guy strapped to a chair and was getting the info from him when luca came in all high and mighty as usual. he figured i was a hooker from my getup and cast me aside. i wound up kicking his ass and taking my share of the money leaving him with a bruised pride and a nearly broken nose. the next day we were assigned to work with one another as a collaboration between my father and luca’s uncle. a few days after that they liked us working together so much that they decided an arranged marriage would better suit us. let’s just say it didn’t go over well. we fought the arranged marriage tooth and nail but after a few months we were pretty much hooked on one another. it was one of those relationships you know spells trouble. one person does anything and everything they can to antagonize the other until we’re so mad at each other that we just can’t stand it. sadly, no one else gave me the kind of thrill luca did. even though we told each other we were no good for the other, regardless we always found our way back to each other.

eventually we didn’t even need an arranged marriage to push us together. we were kind of willing. come to find out on the day of our wedding that the whole arrangement was just some joke between my father and fausto on us kids but we went through it anyways. it was one of the most irrational things i did and i was happy about it for a while. but after a few months the fighting really got to a peak and one huge fight lead to luca leaving for the east coast on assignment. had i known he would have been gone for an entire four years i would have demanded a divorce but knowing us, it never would have gone through. we’re both crazy, egotistical people but we’re good together in a sick kind of way. after i realized luca wasn’t coming back i focused all my energy on the business. after outing my father as a fake and proving to the five families in mexico that it was me who had been running the business and not my father, well i pretty much had the biggest in i could imagine with the giovanni’s. that family gave me everything i wanted, the support to do what i wanted in the business. i took over my father’s empire, because it had basically been my empire in the first place, and with the giovanni’s behind me no one wanted to object or stand in my way. i’ve controlled the drug portion of the giovanni business since. i fixed up the art gallery on the first floor of the loft luca and i used to share, a loft which was now pretty much mine, and built a burlesque club, both as fronts for these businesses. i’ve even surprised myself with how successful i can be at this business. i always knew that i had the spirit for it, but it wasn’t until i’d joined up with the giovanni’s that i knew just how wide i could spread my wings. i don’t know what’s going to happen in the future, or what is to become of my marriage, but all i know is that here and now i’m living my dream."

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MAYBE THE CHILDREN OF A LESSER GOD
BETWEEN HEAVEN AND HELL
THE EARTHQUAKE

SO, YOU KNOW THE EARTHQUAKE THAT OCCURRED ON JANUARY 7TH, 2012?

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"of course.

WHERE WERE YOU THE DAY OF THE EARTHQUAKE? WHAT DID YOU DO?

" i was here at the time. i was at home when everything started shaking. thankfully nothing happened to me or anything i own. i was one of those lucky few."

DID YOU KNOW ANYONE THAT WAS AFFECTED BY THE EARTHQUAKE?

"my family got a little shaken up, but it wasn’t anything horribly serious."

WELL, THANKS FOR TAKING THE TIME TO TALK TO ME. HOPE YOU HAVE A NICE REST OF YOUR DAY.[/blockquote][/blockquote][/size]

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