Bruno X Abbacchio Novels & Stories

I hear Rob say. “You’ve fucked up, man!” Bruno laughs. “You’re being hysterical!” Rob rushes over to me and helps me stand up. I feel a throbbing in the back of my head. Holy shit, he packs a punch. “Are you okay?” Rob says to me. “Yes.” He turns to Bruno. “What is wrong with you?” Bruno is making his way back to the couch where he sits back and takes hold of his phone. “Stop acting like a bitch. It was just one smack.”

“I think that it would suit him well. A strong name, and it would be one that carries his strength as a leader.” Marcel looked at me. “Leonardo,” he repeated. “Strong,” I whispered. “But thoughtful. A leader who listens before he commands.” Marcel’s jaw tightened slightly, but not in anger. In understanding. “Leonardo,” he agreed, his voice low. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to our son’s forehead. “Leonardo,” he repeated again, like sealing it. “Welcome to the world, little wolf.” Then Aria handed him the second bundle.

I turned to see a guy had walked up to Luca. "Hey Luca! How's it going? It's me, Bruno," said a large man covered in ugly tattoos. He was wearing a sweaty tank top and had a terrible smell, maybe I was exaggerating it a bit. Luca stared at the guy, his expression calm and emotionless. It was clear he wasn't fond of him. "Hello, Bruno," he said. I took a sip of my wine, trying to ignore how his smooth voice affected me. "What have you been up to, buddy? " Bruno asked Luca. "Nothing much," he replied, sounding uninterested.

It meant someone would end up paying the price. Bruno took a deep breath. “I’m serious, Alessandro. Control yourself.” My jaw tightened. “Don’t do anything impulsive.” I released a small breath. “I’ve never been impulsive.” Bruno stared at me intensely. “Exactly.” He stepped closer. “You’ve always been observant. Cold. Calculating.” Silence. “Don’t ruin that now.” My gaze hardened. “I won’t ruin anything.” Bruno hesitated. Then he said, more quietly:

His jacket was some kind of red velvet monstrosity, and his shoes shone like polished obsidian. “Big night, huh?” he repeated, clapping his hands together. “Look at this operation. Efficient as hell. I love it.” I glanced at Ryan, who was doing an impressive job of keeping his expression neutral. “Is there a reason you’re here, Bruno?” “Relax, my friend,” Bruno said, throwing an arm around my shoulders like he hadn’t just violated every unspoken rule of personal space. “I just wanted to see the magic in action. You’ve got something special here, Axel. Something worth protecting.”

Bruno said with a straight face. “Common Bruno, you don't need to scare me like that, I was only joking,” Abby said with a sad face. “You better follow me now,” Bruno said as he collected the glass of mixed alcohol and headed straight to his boss while Abby followed him quietly. While they were at the door of the private suite, Bruno handed the glass of wine to Abby and left. Abby got to the private room with a drink in hand and found Spencer sitting on the couch with a lit cigar in hand.

After years of them working together, Bruno couldn’t believe his eyes and ears. “You are gay?” He asked and Greco shook his head. “Bi…” He responded and Bruno stared at him for a while before nodding reluctantly.

Bruno answered the call. "Hey." "Bruno!" Abigail's tone was sharp. "What's this I'm seeing everywhere? You're all over the internet, kissing some girl at a party. And now people are saying she's your girlfriend. Is this true?" Bruno leaned back, his head resting on the headboard. "Yeah, it's true, I'm dating Beauty Hills, a beautiful fashion designer at the company. Congratulations, you finally found out," he said and winked at Beauty.

“But no one would guess that inside, you’re a viper, Mateo.” I rolled my eyes. “If I were a viper, you’d already be dead.” Bruno smirked. “Fair point.” He took a sip of his drink, still watching me with amusement. I leaned back against the counter, my fingers tapping lightly on the glass. “You sound like you admire me, Bruno,” I said, half-joking. Those smiles turned to a look of disgust. “Admire?” He scoffed. “Oh, please, Mateo, I’m not gay.”

I tightened my grip even more which made it so hard for him to breath well. "Kill me and watch them bring the greatest billionaire down!" Bruno forced an evil chortle at the end of his statement. "Are you daring me?" I bellowed through my gritted teeth as my left brow raised in displeasure. "You are weak now Marcello so I am not scared of someone like you!!" He revealed as he choked. "Stop it Sir… we can…." Vincent's voice instantly faded as he tried speaking to me, his hands that had tried gripping my leg instantly fell to the floor effortlessly.