Bartolomeo X Cavendish Mga Nobela at Kwento

my eyes landed on the man who’d put me through so much humiliation. What the hell was Luca doing here? “Patriarch Vasiliev.” Lorenzo’s voice came out tight and hard as his hand clenched at my waist and pulled me closer to his body.

Caitlin grabbed a chair and sat down adjacent to me, her bare thighs squashing down onto the seat as she folded her ankles and leaned back. She gestured with her hand to let me continue, almost impatiently and I cocked an eyebrow at her with a small smile. This woman… "If," I emphasised. "You're willing. Your target would be Lucas Trevino, software engineer and owner of Godfather nightclub." I paused for her reaction and she simply just nodded her head waiting for me to continue.

“They are well known. I’m sure you heard it on the news. Their leader, Laureano Vitale, is old school.” My spine straightened, and I froze. Laureano? My heart hammered as I realized that Domenico really didn’t know who I was. At all. “I thought the leader’s name was something like Thomas.” “Tommaso,” he corrected. “He died a few years ago and his brother Laureano took over.” I stared at him as tears welled in my eyes. “What’s wrong?” Domenico asked as he moved to sit beside me. His finger tipped my chin up.

Tom as a warrior fairy, with dragonfly wings and a silver rapier. What would Cavbendish be, I wonder, sketching his face as I ponder. Something sleek, elegant and deadly. I try doodling him as a shark first. Sharks are sleek and deadly, and they are elegant too, in their own way, but they’re too, well, primitive. They were around at the same time as the dinosaurs, I think. A big cat suits Cavendish better. A panther or a jaguar or something like that. Lounging around looking like an expensive cologne advert, while being ready to spring an ambush. Hidden claws inside velvet paws. I try a few sketches. Big Cat Cavendish on his back legs in a suit, with a top hat and a cane. Cavendish with his

"Mr. Vazquez, you can't blame the Cavendish family for this. You suddenly ran off to the Lloyd family to kill Andrew. If Cormac hadn't arrived in time, you might already be dead." Guillermo's face twisted in agony as he grimaced in pain. He forcibly pressed medicinal powder into the gaping wound. Then, using a red-hot dagger, he sterilized the area around the wound, searing it inch by inch. His ruthless method made Wesley's eyelids twitch. Cormac, the second strongest member of the Cavendish royal family, however, showed no reaction. After treating his wound, Guillermo was completely exhausted.

Ian: I'm in, Ivan is at the bar. We headed inside, My hand on Cassandra's waist and the room was crowded with guests. Thank God Ian has already located Ivan, or I would have been here for hours trying to search for him. Ian walked towards us with his hand on a brunette's waist. Must be his whore on a date. She was pretty, I will admit, but I have a feeling she's just another one of Ian's play toys. "I would like you guys to meet Isabella. Isabella this is my brother Alessandro and his wife, Cassandra"

, he said cheerfully. He hopped towards us and that was when I saw his full figure. He was a short man with a plump figure. His skin was evenly tanned and he only had a loincloth firmly tied around his waist as he approached us. I could not imagine why Vincenzo, or anyone at all, would dislike such a man. I had not even met him yet but his countenance excited me. “And Roberta, my Luna”, he said, bowing as he reached us.

(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said. The man hand trembles as he pulled his hand away with an audible gulp. "No, nemmeno io ho così tanto desiderio di morte"( No not even I have that much of a death wish) the man said fear evident in his voice. Isabella wondered who this Leonardo person was and why was he so feared but as she started to put two and two together her heart began racing in her chest as she remembered where she heard that name before.

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

Benito was hot headed and caused a small war between myself and a few other but I can out on top and gained more territory because of his bitch fit, now it seems my little dove grew wide eyed for a property that’s mine both legally and illegally. Benito at one point in time had asked for Jazmins hand in an arranged marriage when they were both fifteen, but it was quickly forgotten after Carlo had been shot. Now it seems that my little dove has grown to love Carlo’s main safe house and I’ve now got to not only give her what she wants but go in and build a special security plan for her safety in case Benito or any of his allies learns about her. The possibility of him or anyone else knowing ab