Fabio Novels & Stories

His eyes met mine and he smirked, watching as Carter moved aside to stand by me, his beta, Matteo stood one step behind his Alpha, waiting for my reaction. “I am surprised to see you here” I said, standing up from my chair. I fixed my suit’s jacket and extended my hand to shake his. “I believe that I can come and see my partner when I want, plus, if I remember correctly, we have a meeting” he said, shrugging his shoulders. I simply nodded in response, watching as he took a seat in front of me. I nodded at Carter to leave, wanting to speak to the capo dei capo in private, and seeing that, Donatello nodded at Matteo to follow. His eyes met mine, and getting up from my seat, I walked to the bar

It was Damian, wearing only his white shirt, and stood with his arms folded by the door as he watched us both. “You’re here to do your job, not throw compliments at my wife,” Damian scolded. Fabio seemed taken aback but bowed slightly to apologize. The smile quickly vanished from my face. “All done,” Fabio said. “How do I look, Fabio?” I asked, and Fabio kissed his hand to gesture how beautiful I was. I couldn’t help but let out a little laugh, which obviously was me just trying to test Damian’s patience. Fabio had arranged my hair in

“What's your name? I don't even know your name.” “My name is Fabian.”

His hands trembled as he thought of how to prevent his daughter from Edon. Two shining, arrogant eyes had established dominance over Ozouf's face and gave him the appearance of always leaning aggressively forward. Not even the effeminate swank of his riding clothes could hide the enormous power of his body. He seemed to fill those glistening boots until he strained the top lacing, and you could see a great pack of muscle shifting when his shoulder moved under his thin coat. It was a body capable of enormous leverage. His eyes remained wide open for a while as he rolled them from time to time.

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Cameron caressed her watch and chuckled. “Do you really think Manuel will be loyal to you?” Fabio replied matter-of-factly, “I don’t know if he’ll be loyal to me or not, but one thing I’m very sure of is that he doesn’t have the guts to do anything wild in my place.” “Yeah, you’re right. After all, if he dares to do anything wild, you won’t be using him anymore.” Fabio frowned as he seemed to be mulling over her sentence.

his eyes challenged me. I took a few steps back, shaking my head, and almost knocking into the shelf. “It’s not possible.” I simply siad, feeling something close around my insides. It was like an invincible force I couldn’t control. “What is you name?” I asked after long minutes of silence. I should have walked away, but I just couldn’t. And I didn’t evn know why. He adjusted his weight from one leg, to the other, looking away from me. “Fabio. Fabio De Santis.”

Her face glowed with joy. My anger faltered, melting away as I knelt down to her level. “Oh, baby, that’s beautiful. Look how gentle you are. It trusts you. It's standing on your finger.” Liam crouched beside me, his arm brushing mine. He smiled at our daughter, his voice soft. “You're making the butterfly feel safe. This is why she wants to stand on your finger, and she trusts that you're not going to hurt it.” Anastasia giggled, beaming between us. “Do you think that it's a she or he? I really want it to be a she, but I wouldn't mind it being a he as long as it trusts me.”

Adriano continued, “You’ll destroy yourself in the process Fabio. Keep my words in your mind. Control yourself and get some therapy. If you don’t control yourself, you’ll be the one who will be destroyed and you’ll be alone then.” “I think you’re getting romantic these days.” Fabiano uttered, “Are you sure you can still handle being a Capo, Adriano?” His friend's eye flashed. Even though you couldn’t tell that one of his eye was synthetic and not real, but Fabiano knew that his friend could see from one eye only. “My men are searching for her.” Fabiano froze at that, “My soldiers will comb the Italy and I will find her. If I find out that you had hidden her, i

Fabio answered taking a seat as Adriano gestured him to do so. " Was he telling the truth?" Adriano asked, running a hand through his face. " He hardly lies even when he is sober and the chances of him lying when drunk are close to none. I have known him for a long time, if he will do something like that he won't hide because he relishes rubbing it in his enemies face." Fabio explained in a plain voice , not an ounce of emotion in it.