Bruno Bucciarati X Reader Mga Nobela at Kwento

he replied, sounding uninterested. Buddy? Who actually calls someone that? It was pretty funny. I couldn’t help but chuckle at Luca’s reaction and his use of ‘buddy. ’ Suddenly Bruno shifted his focus to me. "Who's this beauty? Mind if I have a chance with her? " He grinned at me in a creepy way. My expression turned blank as I stared at him. Now he really was a piece of jerk. "Get lost," I said sharply. "You’re feisty, huh? " Bruno laughed. I glanced at Luca, who was sitting back and enjoying the show.

My thIghs pressed together, the ache between them pulsing, wet, demanding. His hand moved In slow circles, warm, coaxing. My lips parted. A soft moan escaped before I could hold it back. I leaned into it, almost whispering hIs name—though I never dared sayIit aloud. The man I wanted wasn’t the man I was marrIed to. ThIs fantasy, thIs hunger, was the only part of me Matteo hadn’t crushed. Here, In my Imagination, I could feel alive. “Ma Liane…”

“I do not trust the man. Let us not forget that he operates a prostitution den. They sold women off. How would Ms. Baxter fare better if she was with him? What if he gets tired of her? Will he sell her again or let her become a whore for him?” While he imagined all sorts of ugly scenes Kara Baxter might suffer at the hands of Marco Bonacci, Nico felt something in his gut twisted. “You like her,” Bruno stated like he was so sure of his facts. But Nico very quickly denied it. “No. I just felt sorry for her. I learned how Bonacci pulled strings to get her right into his hands. Kara Baxter is an unwitting victim of that man’s lust.” He closed his eyes, but it was a wrong move because it allow

I shook my head in surprise, and then the next day I found another note next to a monster romance book I wanted to read. Amore mio: I noticed this book was on your to-read list. I took the audacity to buy it for you to distract you in my self-imposed absence. I thought it was fun; I didn't think that kind of romance and scenes would be that interesting to you, but after reading, I understood what the charm could be. I'd like you to write down the scenes you'd like to recreate; I'd be willing to do it. Love, Alessandro. “This man is a cretin,” I said with a smile.

Fabiano said suddenly, shattering the suffocating silence. He blew a stream of hot cigar smoke across my bare arm, making me shiver. “You do know Vince is probably scouring the earth for her right now, right?” Luca’s eyes were locked on Fabiano like a hawk’s—unwavering. Fabiano hummed. Then he leaned in to place a soft kiss on my nape. I squirmed as goosebumps rippled across my skin. “Of course. She means the universe to him. But he knows better than to be reckless. Otherwise, I’ll—” He made a clicking sound with his tongue as he lifted the barrel against my neck.

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

Bruno said laughing again. Isabella couldn't get herself comfortable because it was awkward. But Bruno did not care about it. He made it clear to her that if she ever tries to run again, she will beg for death. "I know your lover boy is in the town. What's his name again? Ah... Luca," He said, letting out a laugh. "And I know that he will be planning to come get you. And you know what's funny is I watch him every day. Just on command, he will be killed but I don't want that to happen. I want to see how capable of a man he is to come here and go away with you alive!"

I'd never liked the guy much, but I'd never had a stronger urge to turn his balls inside out. Unable to ignore the fucker, I moved back, but I didn't take my eyes off her. Her pink cheeks and flushed skin around her neck looked so goddamn enticing and knowing it was because of me thrilled me to no fucking end. My cock agreed. "Everything's fine," I replied without looking at Roman, but then I was nudged in the side, and Roman pulled my attention away from Vanessa to the two Bologna brothers walking toward us. Well damn. With their matching grey suits and pitch-black hair, they looked like a force to be reckoned with. Antonio had enough confidence to make you want to shrivel up and die with a

I command. He looks at me. His face is pale. He opens the book. He reads the first page. I am Maria Vitale. I am choosing love over blood. He reads the handwriting. He knows it. It is the same handwriting that was on the birthday cards he received as a child, before she disappeared. He flips the page. December 2nd, 1998. He wants to kill the baby. He wants to kill it before it draws breath. Aureliano’s hands start to shake.

Lucien's POV The heat from the burning library was pressing hard against my back as I tried to clear the side terrace, but before I could reach the marble steps that led down to Alessia’s idling pickup truck a massive shadow rose from the smoke near the conservatory doors and a heavy boot kicked my shotgun right out of my hands. It was Bruno, the giant enforcer who had broken my ribs back at the Rome docks three months ago, and he had obviously skipped the capital convoy to guard the family cash vaults because he was staring at me with a face covered in black soot and blood from the recent library blast.