Derek Venturi Novels & Stories

CASSANDRA POV "Mom, please don't make me go," I whined, slowly getting up from my bed. Unfortunately, today was the day of my engagement which I was not looking forward to, considering I'm engaged to the one and only Alessandro Russo. Alessandro and I met a couple of years back and from what I saw, he was extremely ruthless and quite insane. However, since my father passed away, I had to get married to secure a male leader for our mafia - a worthy successor.

“ Boss , why don’t we relax a little and you tell me what you have on your mind ? “ said Derrick . “ What do you mean , what I have in mind ? “ said Damian . “ You have been spacing out as soon as you came from the Landar company . I have never seen you like this before . “ said Derrick . “ How have you not seen me before ? “ asked Damian . “ You spacing out is weird enough four me too suspect there’s something wrong with you boss . “ said Derrick . “ I…..I…..wasn’t spacing out . “ said Damian with an annoyed look on his face . “ Tell me , I am all ears boss . One thing that I know for sure is that it has do do with Antonio . “ said Derrick . Damian looked at him confused how he could know b

Chloe suggested and looked at others for approval and they all agreed happily and Sebastien increased the pressure on the pedal leaving the car at speed ----- Derek was sitting in his office, reading an email he had received about internal information of Thomas & Co when a knock on the door was heard, he glanced at his secretary who stepped into his room and stood in front of him, holding a file in his hand which he kept on the glass of his desk, reaching his hand to the file Derek looked at him questioningly Inside the file was the CV and documents of a person

Shit Heath, get it together, you are a fucking professional! “No, I can assure you, Derek is a professional, he’s been at this a long time already, well it did start as … well it is a vendetta against his father, but it’s also a company with a lot of potential. He’s been quietly buying up shares for years and getting others to do the same.” “Well damn, what did his parents do? Help make sure I don’t get on his bad side,” she said, laughing. “Yeah, there’s so much more to get into…”

I was rejected! I had to kill to survive, it doesn’t matter who. I turned out to be a merciless leader that steps on the cruel and crush them with my feet. I am going to destroy all of the packs with the rogues, and then Derrick is all mines. Wondering who Derrick might be? He caused my greatest pain. He looked down on me even when he knew we were meant to be, because he couldn’t suffer the humiliation of mating with an omega. He turned his back on me when I felt I had found hope again. He sent me away and into the wild. When the war is over with the other packs, I will go back to my root, and make it mine.

Chris asked. Derek exhaled slowly. “Retired CFO. Seventy-two. Lives in Surrey now. He hasn’t been inside Hale Tower in six years.” “And?” “And he asked if we could keep it… discreet.” Derek finally turned, one corner of his mouth lifting without humor. “He said he doesn’t want his name dragged into ‘whatever this is.’” Chris nodded. He stared down at the list on his screen. Names. Percentages. Fractions of ownership that once felt insignificant.

“ I Never asked him to buy anything for us” “ Anyways, where are you going?” Derek asked for the third time. “ We are going for an occasion, it’s a big one so I dressed up like this to gain myself some customers” Vanessa said excitedly. “ I don’t get it” Derek said looking at her Confusingly. “ Okay here is it, I got a contract to bake cakes for the Wendy’s yesterday. You know them right?” She asked Derek and he nodded his head. The Wendy's were the second most richest people in the city After Alfred’s Family. “ They have a party today and I have to get there before 10am to start baking the cakes with other chefs they hired. I’m going to make tons of money from this and you know what will ha

Leonardo wasn't one to care about his bastard son, but seeing the way he was searching for Adrian, I knew instantly- The Moretti's certainly have an internal rivalry. Then Derek appeared, a little too calm but sharp-eyed. “That bastard drove off on his own,” he said coldly. “I asked where he was going, but he wouldn’t say a word.” That voice. I froze. “Derek.” The name slipped from my lips like a curse. The same voice I’d heard on the phone. “So, you’re Derek,” I said slowly, standing. My eyes locked on him. “Derek Moretti.” He smirked. “Yes, Nikolai Volkov. I’ve heard you’re quite the frightful man.”

he joked with a twinkle in his eye. Whitney chuckled, but she couldn’t help but wonder if he was serious considering the Cheshire cat grin he had on his face. “We’re friendly acquaintances and friendly rivals, but we’re not friend, friends,” Derek answered. “And before you ask we are still friendly acquaintances and rivals.” “I see. I have it on good authority that Trevor is . . . serious about a woman named Clarice Cameron. Do you know anything about it?”