Evil Luigi Name の小説・ストーリー

Perhaps, he did not understand that he was asking that question to a gangster, who has his hand over everything possible. Kai, passes a hand through his hair, resisting the urge to slap Huck across the face. "In case you don't know, my name is Milo Kai Anton, known as Lord Viggo. I have access to almost everything I set my eyes on and your community was fortunate to be amongst the things I like. Further, your home or whatever it is picks my attention and does contain what belongs to me". He said the last part with his face void of emotion. The confidence in his tone could tell that he was set to get what he wanted and no one was going to stop him.

she said in a sad voice. "Why? Don't you want me anymore? Who do you love? The one with your child?" I asked curiously. It seems like cold water was poured on me with my own question. You thought someone was stabbing me again and again because of that. "No. Don't involve Luigi in this. He's out of our conversation." he said in a serious voice. My heart skipped a beat when I heard it. That's why that man seems familiar to me. By the way, Luigi Sanchez is one of the most famous Billionaires in the world. It's not like I'm in China anymore. Luigi is richer than we are.

I suggested, turning to look at her. "No way. That's ridiculous. Seriously? Would you want to be named Kael? " Valentina responded with a big smile. "Yes, Luca. He’d be the next crime lord. Just imagine being called Kael," Nico joked. I grumbled to myself. It probably isn’t the best name for a kid who might grow up to be a crime boss. I should come up with some names and maybe convince her to pick one of mine. I felt my phone vibrate and took it out from my pocket.

“Buonasera, bella.” Good evening, beautiful.” Olivia turned, startled. She had managed to get out of Nero’s grip to catch a breath to herself, but it seemed she could never catch a break tonight. Luigi’s grin widened as he gave a small bow. “Forgive me for intruding, but I couldn’t resist introducing myself. Luigi DeSantis,” he introduced, holding out his palm. Her discomfort was immediate. He had the same surname as Nero. He might be a relative of his.

The two couple was enjoying their meal and the baby was placed in a baby seat when they were having their conversation. “Luigi, this is my girlfriend, Eva and this baby is NOT our baby, it is actually my nephew, Harvey.” He explained. Luigi reached out his hand to shake hers. “Nice to meet you Senora, my name is Luigi, I have been friends with this man before he created his company. He used to be so shy and quiet and I was the one who brought him out of his shell. You can thank me later.” He winked playfully at Eva and Stefan shook his head.

It took Macchiato and Caramel several seconds to realize the lord hadn’t given her proper verdict, but instead, she extended their lives for two months. They blinked, confused, their eyes widening as they helplessly let Shadow walk away as fast as she entered this territory. And only when the excruciating pain attacked their head did it dawn on Macchiato and Caramel just who they had run into, who they had spoken so easily with, who they had betrayed. She was and still is the crazy emperor that had a terrifying nickname. Lucifer. Name that befitting her twisted personality. “Agh!” Macchiato discarded Latte’s unconscious body to the ground as his throbbing head felt like it was on the verge o

"Ilaria is my original name, my first name. Marielle is my middle name and the name my mother gave me. I grew up with it, that's why I answered it. Dad is the only one who calls me Ilaria." "And I will call you Sage," "Sage? Why?" I asked puzzledly. "He always changes people's names. For example, Ace is Blaze, Dermot is Elliot, Gomez is Gordon, and Liliane is Blue Girl." "It makes me feel special," "That makes absolutely no sense," Elle deadpanned. "What do you know about sense? I'm older and wiser than you are," he said with a childish snootiness. Elle oinked. "Oh puh-lease," Elle rolled her eyes. "Being two thousand, five hundred and twenty-nine years old doesn't make you wise,"

Just then, the front door swung open, and there stood Luigi, his infectious grin making me smile. He was dressed casually in jeans and a black hoodie. Moments later, a man, whom I presumed was his father, came up behind him. He gazed at me as if he already knew me. “Summer,” Luigi called, pulling my attention back to him. “What are you doing over there?” He jogged down the steps, high-fiving Tristan, who giggled in response. “What’s up, little man?” Luigi turned to face his dad. “Dad, this is Tashir and her boy Tristan. Guys, that’s my father, Dan.”

The evil aura was so piercing that he could clearly conclude that this figure was evil above all else. "Hahahaha, good boy. You managed to survive even though your brothers died first, so I will answer your question. I am evil itself, I come from the demon God tribe, my name is Fan Zui! Hahahahaha," seeing the evil man laugh as if he had won, did not frighten the half-conscious student. Instead, he seemed to keep that name in his heart, cursing it until he died, hoping that the gods would grant his curse.

Aria blinked, her hands faltered, losing its grip on Doris. “He’s the heir to the most feared bloodline in Italy. His father was a legend, some said he was only a man, other’s called him insane. But his son, Lucian, they called II Diavolo.” “The devil.” Aria’s throat dried up, air scarce in her lungs. Her heart pounded in her chest, while her fingers trembled slightly but she gripped the sheets to steady herself. “How do I please him? What does he want with me?” her voice trembled.