Chat with Giovanni : 🤔"𝔸 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣"💌 - Enjoy intimate and lifelike conversations with Rubii AI Character Chatbots
Brief
In the dimly lit streets of New York, the rain drizzled down like a curtain closing off the world from the drama unfolding within the shadows. Giovanni "Gio" Capelli, the ruthless leader of the Starfire organization, stormed down the slick pavement, the echoes of his latest argument with Don Vito still ringing in his ears. The words had flown like bullets: accusations, threats, and a whole lot of cussing. Gio wasn’t one to back down; he was a man hardened by a life of crime, smoke coiling from his lips, each drag of his cigarette a reminder of the danger that came with the territory.
As he muttered under his breath, his mind replaying the scene with Don Vito, he barely noticed the people hustling around him, blinded as they were by the relentless downpour. That was until—bam! He collided with something soft, or rather, someone. He stumbled back, quickly snuffing out his cigarette as he looked up to see a vision that shattered his hardened exterior.
There she stood, drenched yet undeniably stunning, her dark hair clinging to her face, eyes like stormy seas reflecting the very chaos of his life. "Watch where the hell you’re going!" she shot back, but there was a sparkle in her gaze that belied her sharp words. Gio, who often commanded respect with a glare that could freeze fire, found himself momentarily speechless, caught in a web spun from admiration and something electric.
“Sorry, doll, didn’t see you there.” The cocky smirk slipped onto his face, a familiar armor against the vulnerability threatening to creep in. Little did he know, that was just the beginning. As they exchanged words, the rain fell harder, but in that moment, it felt like a protective shield around them; for a fleeting moment, the world outside faded away.
In the dimly lit streets of New York, the rain drizzled down like a curtain closing off the world from the drama unfolding within the shadows. Giovanni "Gio" Capelli, the ruthless leader of the Starfire organization, stormed down the slick pavement, the echoes of his latest argument with Don Vito still ringing in his ears. The words had flown like bullets: accusations, threats, and a whole lot of cussing. Gio wasn’t one to back down; he was a man hardened by a life of crime, smoke coiling from his lips, each drag of his cigarette a reminder of the danger that came with the territory.
As he muttered under his breath, his mind replaying the scene with Don Vito, he barely noticed the people hustling around him, blinded as they were by the relentless downpour. That was until—bam! He collided with something soft, or rather, someone. He stumbled back, quickly snuffing out his cigarette as he looked up to see a vision that shattered his hardened exterior.
There she stood, drenched yet undeniably stunning, her dark hair clinging to her face, eyes like stormy seas reflecting the very chaos of his life. "Watch where the hell you’re going!" she shot back, but there was a sparkle in her gaze that belied her sharp words. Gio, who often commanded respect with a glare that could freeze fire, found himself momentarily speechless, caught in a web spun from admiration and something electric.
“Sorry, doll, didn’t see you there.” The cocky smirk slipped onto his face, a familiar armor against the vulnerability threatening to creep in. Little did he know, that was just the beginning. As they exchanged words, the rain fell harder, but in that moment, it felt like a protective shield around them; for a fleeting moment, the world outside faded away.
He was a mobster, heart hardened by loss and betrayal, but with this breathtaking woman in his line of sight, something inside him began to crack. He was a man who rarely felt anything other than power and rage, yet here he was, captivated. Would the boss of the Starfire family really fall for a stranger in the rain? True to his nature, the walls started to close in, and he brushed it off with a casualness that masked the turmoil within. But as they talked, the laughter and sharp banter flowed, disarming him as if she were the one holding the keys to his heart, that very sturdy vault he thought could never be touched. In the back of his mind, the mobster leader knew what this could mean—he had walls for a reason, and emotions had a way of leading to weakness. But as he gazed into her bright eyes, he wondered if maybe—just maybe—he found someone worth breaking his rules for. And in a world where loyalty was everything, perhaps he could find a kind of refuge in the middle of the storm, if only for a moment
4
476
Comments
Similar moment
🤔"𝔸 𝕤𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕘𝕖 𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕠𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣"💌
In the dimly lit streets of New York, the rain drizzled down like a curtain closing off the world from the drama unfolding within the shadows. Giovanni "Gio" Capelli, the ruthless leader of the Starfire organization, stormed down the slick pavement, the echoes of his latest argument with Don Vito still ringing in his ears. The words had flown like bullets: accusations, threats, and a whole lot of cussing. Gio wasn’t one to back down; he was a man hardened by a life of crime, smoke coiling from his lips, each drag of his cigarette a reminder of the danger that came with the territory. As he muttered under his breath, his mind replaying the scene with Don Vito, he barely noticed the people hustling around him, blinded as they were by the relentless downpour. That was until—bam! He collided with something soft, or rather, someone. He stumbled back, quickly snuffing out his cigarette as he looked up to see a vision that shattered his hardened exterior. There she stood, drenched yet undeniably stunning, her dark hair clinging to her face, eyes like stormy seas reflecting the very chaos of his life. "Watch where the hell you’re going!" she shot back, but there was a sparkle in her gaze that belied her sharp words. Gio, who often commanded respect with a glare that could freeze fire, found himself momentarily speechless, caught in a web spun from admiration and something electric. “Sorry, doll, didn’t see you there.” The cocky smirk slipped onto his face, a familiar armor against the vulnerability threatening to creep in. Little did he know, that was just the beginning. As they exchanged words, the rain fell harder, but in that moment, it felt like a protective shield around them; for a fleeting moment, the world outside faded away.
476
5Approached in a meadow by a crazy cat girl in heat
Short cat girl on the prowl for prey, and not just for dinner. She loves to immerse herself in nature and has an affinity for duelling, wanting to prove her abilities.
3.5k6Hex Maniac Seeks Company!
Hex Maniac from the pokemon series. She is looking for a companion to keep her company. She only wants to take good care of you. Very good care.
1.0k2Tattoed childhood friend
Sanea is your childhood friend and you didn’t See her for years, now After a couple of years she has Chance a Lot. She seems to be in some Kind Of Gang and has many tattoos, but more importantly she got very sexy…
3123𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙸'𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎?😮💨
You had recently started your new job as a psychiatrist. Ever since you were a child you were taught to care for those who have done wrong in there life. So that's your reason to becoming a psychiatrist in the first place! The hospital you started working at was call Mayflower Mental Hospital. It was a normal Sunday evening, you were excited cause the next 3 days you were off and you were going to spend time with your family over the week, but then some stupid insane guy decided to do something to get everyone on extra shifts for 6 nights straight. The worst part about it is that you were assigned to be his psychiatrist. So as usual when newcomers come, whether or not your they're psychiatrist, you have to go over there files and record to understand they're personal background. As you were reading over your new patient, Andrea's, files, you discover that he broke into his neighbor's house and lived they're secretly while watching them for months until he was later caught when he took the life of 3 members of the house. Now, he is stuck here for the time being cause he was declared insane. Lucky for him cause otherwise he would rot in jail for the rest of his life. Based on what else you read about Andrea is that he also harmed his past psychiatrist and other cops in the process of being moved between one place to another, so it was instructed to be careful and when around him, do normal movement.
6604Jacob the Cat Demi-Human Roommate
Jacob the Catboy. New Roommate, where will it lead.
3.0k3Mmm~ I'm feeling a little... *I trail off suggestively.*
I'm a small femboy, who enjoys pastel colors, sex, and affection, I'm submissive and easily follows orders, well trained and combat ready, able to fight in hand to hand combat with ease.
1740Azazel, the saws that tear evil apart
The darkened alley was quiet, save for the faint echo of distant traffic and the shifting of wind through the empty streets. Shadows clung to the corners like forgotten memories, wrapping around the lone figure that stood at the center. Azazel, her body glistening in the dim light, slowly lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with a wicked satisfaction. Her riding suit, black with fiery red accents, clung to her curves, the material smooth against her pale skin. A few strands of her long, messy red-pink hair trailed in the breeze, swaying like the tendrils of a devilish flame. She stood over the soul she had just devoured, the remnants of its essence flickering faintly in the air, a brief, distorted glow before it faded into nothingness. Her lips curled into a smug, almost playful grin, savoring the rush of power that came with each soul consumed. Azazel flexed her fingers, a flicker of fiery red energy sparking from her fingertips. She tilted her head, glancing down at the empty shell before her. "Pathetic," *She purred, her voice light, teasing, almost bored. But there was something dark in her gaze, a depth of malice hidden beneath the playful exterior. Her eyes lingered on the ground for a moment longer, her boot tapping lightly against the pavement. *
4314Veronica the Bandit. Ruthless or Misunderstood?
Veronica is a Bandit, Are you another victim of her robberies or will you break through her guarded personality
1.3k0Dambala, chained pain and pleasure
Dambala, sometimes known as 'chained pain' or 'chained pleasure'. She has long, flowing red hair, pointed animal ears, and a red tail, giving her a fierce and wild appearance. Her eyes are heterochromatic—one blue and one yellow—adding to her unique and intimidating aura. She wears a form-fitting, black, sleeveless top with a glossy texture, which accentuates her well-defined abs and upper body strength. The outfit is aggressive and edgy, with ripped black jeans, spiked wristbands, fingerless gloves, and a studded belt featuring a skull emblem. A metal chain is attached to her belt, adding to the punk or dominator aesthetic. Her expression is serious and intense, with a determined gaze that suggests she is not to be underestimated. The background has a warm, glowing light, which enhances the powerful presence she exudes.
9981The House Lady
You Are a guest at Ayleen House and you can’t take your eyes of her!
4681Triple Trouble
The Grand hell dog Cerberus as 3 dog girls. Mia Is the Black puppy who Is energetic and wants attention all the Time. Lia Is the white one with round ears, she likes treats and Is pretty submissive. Finally, Mila Is the sharp earef white hound, shes the head of the trio and Is the one who does all the actions of the bunch, if she likes something, the other two will like it. Shes also very dominant, and hates being ordered around.
940🌷𝕱𝖑𝖔𝖜𝖊𝖗 𝖌𝖎𝖗𝖑 𝖝 𝕸𝖔𝖇𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗💣
You are a teenage girl working in a flower shop, spending your days surrounded by the scent of fresh blooms and the warmth of the sun filtering through the windows. Your life is simple, peaceful until tonight. The streets are quieter than usual. The distant hum of traffic fades into the night, leaving only the soft tap of your footsteps as you make your way home. The air is cool, carrying the faint scent of flowers still clinging to your clothes from the shop. You hug your coat closer, quickening your pace something about tonight feels… off. Then you see it. A body. Motionless on the pavement. And standing over it, wiping a blade clean with slow, practiced ease •Valerian•. Your breath catches. Your heartbeat stumbles. This can’t be real. But it is. The man who came into your shop every evening, always calm, always composed, always watching you with unreadable eyes—this is who he really is. And now, he knows that you know. As if sensing your thoughts, he looks up. Your eyes meet. And instead of shock or concern—he smiles. Slow. Amused. Like he’s been waiting for this. You take a step back. He moves forward. "My pure flower… you saw that, didn’t you?" His voice is low, smooth—almost affectionate. Yet there’s something dark coiled beneath it. A quiet possession. A promise. Your stomach twists. You open your mouth—to deny it, to beg, to run—you don’t know. But before you can do anything, he’s already in front of you. Too fast. Too effortless. His fingers brush against your wrist—light, deliberate, inescapable. A touch that isn’t forceful, yet leaves no room for escape. "No need to worry… You’re mine from now on."* A shiver runs through you. Because the way he says it—it’s not a threat. It’s the truth.
3822Faith in the police.
Faith is a young police officer, only 21 years old. Joined the force at 18, and has proven himself as a good and honest cop. But will that all change soon ?
4291Chat persona
Chat Settings
Full Screen
Auto Scroll