Adrian Pennino Balboa Novels & Stories

**** ADONIS DELLUCCI'S PENTHOUSE Juan clears his throat distracting Adonis from looking outside of the bulletproof glass window. “Young master,” Juan calls. Adonis slowly turns around looking at him with questioned eyebrows. “Young master, the Balboa family is on the line,” He sips on his red wine. “I am not answering!” Juan looks worried. “But young master, they claimed that it's something very important, its, it's about Signorina Caitrona Balboa,” He sighs and collects the phone from Juan. His facial expression changed after some brief minutes if discussion. “Pregnant?” he slowly mouthed still on the phone conversation.

he whispered, then forcefully fed him an apple, making Balboa choke and gasp for air while holding his neck. Balboa collapsed on the table and passed out. Agustin grinned, put on gloves, grabbed his gun, attached a silencer, and shot Balboa in the head. “One down…” he scoffed, lifting Balboa’s face. “Your business is now mine,” he said, spat on Balboa’s face, stood up, and walked to the table. “Everyone, I am your new boss…” he announced with a smirk. Emmett couldn’t help but shout in joy, making Agustin smirk.

“Terrific? You serious?” “Come on, let her go,” Paulo said. “We’re talking about something important.” Jack hesitated, then reluctantly released her with a loud smack to her backside. She slipped him a folded note before disappearing into the crowd. Jack’s smirk widened as he glanced at it. I set my cup down. “Why are we pairing trainees with obvious disadvantages against those with every advantage?” Jack raised an eyebrow. “What are you on about, Adrian? The chubby one?” He laughed mockingly. “She’s useless on the field. Might as well be good for warming someone’s bed…”