Anthony Angel Novels & Stories

"Bring him back to life and what? Introduce him to who you are? A ruthless mafia? A man who owns a network of people who speak and walk DEATH. What would you do to him? Talk to him about all beautiful butterflies and flowers just to shove the thorns of reality down his throat. No way. I am not gonna let you close with my baby brother. I might have made a mistake, but he is my baby brother. I won’t let him face your world. I won’t let him see the actual face of the man standing. No way am gonna allow you to enter his life". Jeffery spat in anger. He was true. He wasn’t lying. Lucas knew all this. He was the fucking Mafia Boss. He had built his kingdom from scratches and ruled the underworld f

Alright. Just successfully screwed myself over this time. Just hope this idiot doesn't drag me into his mess when he rambles later. "Angel, honestly, I've always felt like in this world, apart from me, no one deserves you!" Anthony held the bottle of liquor, his words filled with exaggerated emotion. He counted on his fingers, "Look at me, I'm so handsome, so wealthy, and so lovable... tell me, is there anyone in the world more outstanding than me?"

I ordered sharply. "Who was the woman?" Creed asked, his brow furrowed. "Angelina's mother." Creed's mouth formed a silent 'O' of understanding before he quickly followed Gabriel out of the room to run the plates. Exactly thirty minutes later, they walked back in, looking completely relaxed. "Angelina and her mother are currently staying at an apartment belonging to Mrs. Anthony. She's an old friend of Lucia's. Apparently, Lucia and her youngest daughter flew into Rome this weekend for a sudden holiday," Gabriel reported smoothly.

I looked at Angel and opened the message. "Are you following me?" Read the message. I hiked a brow and scoffed at him which left a scowl blanketing his face. I decided to play so I just ignored him and watched the players instead pretending to be totally amazed. ____ Angel I had been out with my men to attend to business. We went to meet up with Don Ricardo, one of the men I had ally with in the business. He was a friend of my step father and had rendered useful ideas to me when I first took over the mafia business.

Moira suddenly tensed up; sensing that Angelo was about to drop yet another bombshell on her. “You know him as Tony Scott; but that’s just an alias he’s been using for years. And that’s why…” Angelo said. “What?! No… you can’t be serious… not my Tony…” Moira literally jumped out of her chair but again, her legs threatened to give in to her light weight; so she slumped back into the chair.

“Look, bro, I lost my memories, and because I lost my precious memories, I don’t- remember anything. I can’t answer your question about whether or not I love that ugly human being. But maybe your sister loves that ugly human being since she married that ugly-looking bastard named Mark. And I don’t have a choice but to endure the situation I’m in,” Angelo explained to Anton. “Since I’m already here in this situation, I’ll just grab this chance to swindle Mark’s money and might as well steal a lot of valuables from his house.”

“He has someone now and I like you too much to come between you two. Also, I was trained not to date married men.” I didn’t know if I could believe her or not, but she sounded genuine. This was the first time someone that was Anthony’s fling was kind to me. The others who knew me always resented me for being his friend, so it was weird to see someone like her being this way. “And don’t worry. Anthony and I never fucked. We only kissed back then. Looking back now… ew, he was one ugly kid.” Angela shuddered. I could not stop myself from chuckling at her words and the expression that came with it. Angela seemed to be a chill person and maybe she was not so bad after all, only condescending.

"That woman is called Sophie. She's 21, and she was best friends with my sister. She is like a sister to me. Yes, I was comforting her, but it was purely in a brother's role and nothing else." Oh well now, I do feel like an idiot. "Oh... Wait, you said she was your sister's best friend? Do they no longer speak? On second thoughts, ignore that question. It was personal and none of my business." He gives me a smile that seems genuine, and I feel a tug in my heart. Every second around him makes this whole situation so much harder. "No, it's OK, I'll answer. You can ask me anything, Bonnie. So, as I said, Sophie was my sister's best friend. My sister, Angelina, was the sweetest girl and the onl

not without opportunities to redeem oneself… but most turn a blind eye in arrogance; Those wise enough to seize the chance get a second chance at their happiness. Once his task was over, Anthony’s confessions was released to the commander. He was ordered execution in a manner the chief of military deemed fit. Ed decided to stop the supply of drugs on Ben’s advice. Ben paid him a visit as he was nearing death’s door. “Why?” Anthony had only one question. He had done everything they asked. “A debt I promised a good brother, a good son and above all, a man I owe from my previous lifetime.” Ben pursed his lips as he stood up to leave the room “Your half-brother, Angus.”

The one who pushed the door open was the Don of the Falcone family, Vincenzo Falcone. “Rachel,” he said, his tone as polite as a gentleman’s. “If you’re unhappy in the Medici family, the Falcone family will welcome you with open arms.” I frowned and replied coldly, “I will always be loyal to the Medici family.” With that, I brushed past him and walked out of the hospital room. When I returned to the estate, I ran straight into Victor, who had just stepped out of his car, looking travel-worn. His skin had turned bronze, marked by the Mediterranean sun.