Evil Within Stefano Novels & Stories

I don’t want to taint her dada’s image. She should be remained oblivious about this kind of scene. “Why are you here?” Steffano’s voice became rough as he was trying to take his woman away from us and I know he is now with his ruthless behavior. I know him too well, even he’s at my back. I know the meaning of his voice and action and that pains me as fuck. He toned down his voice, but I still could clearly hear their conversation, making me slightly tigtened my fist.

It was already mortifying to stand nearly naked before him — and now he wanted to strip her of the last shred of dignity she had. “Elisa.” He warned in a low tone. Elisa tried to apologise. She said in a quiet, shaking voice. “If I offended you earlier by asking about your brother, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have—” Stefano stood up abruptly, she instinctively took a step back. He crossed the room in two strides and walked toward her, fury clear on his face. A shiver ran down her spine. When he reached her, he raised his hand and wrapped it around her throat. Elisa’s hands shot up, trying to remove his grip, but he held tight, cutting off her air.

The others stood beside a long slab of wood that looked like a makeshift dining table. "Glad you're okay." Liar. I tilted my chin. "Bullshit." Stefano dropped the fake grin and ran his pale, wrinkly hand through his hair. He looked like he'd been starving for days. Sleepless and weary. His hoarse voice said enough. He deserved it, though. And I should hate him to the depths of my soul. But there was something undeniably pitiful about his current state. Where the fuck did he hide his mistress?

Stefano was the victim and I didn't regret it because he had already betrayed me, I was only unhappy because he wasn't the main target. I could deal with Stefano later. Massimo held him tightly and tried to stop the blood that oozed out from the side of his stomach. He looked scared and dying but I didn't pity him because traitors deserved no mercy from me. "I'm so sorry, Stefano, that it had to be like this but it's not my fault. I would give half of your salary to your family since you work for Luciano too," He said and he nodded. Their conversation pissed me off so I shot Stefano again on his chest then aimed for Massimo's head but he sensed what I was about to do and hid behind the car.

# Stefano's memory, A day ago, Stefano walked into the room where Mira accompanied her infants on the fifth floor of the pack mansion while Cohen briefed his Enforcers about their current situation. "You look troubled," Stefano said as he checked her infants. "Tell me," Mira said without looking at him. "Tell me the truth." Stefano looked at her briefly and breathed out. Nothing could deceive the eyes of the demon wolf. Mira seemed to be able to sniff every truth that everyone tried to conceal from her. It almost felt like she was born to unravel the truth one by one, no matter how hard they concealed it. "Liam has become a Fateless mortal just like you," Stefano said. "The balance is tiltin

STEFANO I maneuvered the steering and accelerated towards the big black bentley few metres away from me. Giovanni really has the guts to kidnap Leila's mother, I will show him that I am Stefano Morelli, the capo dei capi of the blackheads. I fucking own his entire life, I am the reason his life is even worth a penny. I picked him up from the trash and made him who he is, how dare he?! I was so enraged, so perplexed. After been notified by Bruno, I knew the exact car he was in.

He was aware that Bernardo wanted him to lose control of his mood, the bastard was a psychopath, wanted to get some blood running out of his body just like every time they encountered! "I know you are a perverse bastard but I am not here to fight today. Just take my offer, when I am in a good mood and as you know I don't do this often." Stefan said to his enemy. He gave himself a big credit that until now he still managed to stand still, not throw any fists and kicks to the bastard's badass yet. "I like Wirata. I was thinking of giving her a good offer." Bernardo sounded out, wanted to test Stefan's reaction in the topic he guessed that's the real reason behind Stefan's visiting him today. A

He leaned his arms on the backrest, watching me with the same cold intensity. "Stefano betrayed me," he said, his voice dropping to a low hiss. "He had a job to do. He was supposed to finish our revenge plan. He was supposed to make you suffer to get to your father, but..." He paused, his green eyes traveling slowly from the top of my matted hair down to my bare, bruised toes. "He fell in love with you." My heart skipped a beat. Hearing it out loud, from a man who looked like the devil himself, made the truth feel heavy and terrifying.

After a heavy pause, he rose slowly. “Come with me. I want to talk somewhere private. There’s something I need to show you that might help you understand.” Reluctantly, Bella followed him down the silent hallway until they reached the bedroom. Standing close, Stefano began in a low, measured voice, “I want to explain how I feel. I understand your worry and anger, but I want you to know I would never purposely harm anyone or make someone disappear out of jealousy.”

I snapped, sickened standing in his presence. Rolling his eyes, he flashed a radiant smile, making a mockery of my solemnity, “Why is everyone thinking I am on a side these days, I am rooting for Hell, I love my home and I want what's best for it, and trust me— it's not Eve,” “Then why did you try to sabotage us... Lying to steal our coins, that was low, Cerbi,” Stefan glared at him, “I didn't lie, in fact, I've never lied... I can't. I don't know how I got there, but I just know, Eve had something to do with it,” he claimed.