Fabio Novels & Stories

I clenched my fists. "The answer is si, signore'." He spoke. (Yes, sir.) "Si, signore." I repeated. "What is your name?" He asked again. I hated how he was treating me like a child. I was twenty. Did I look like a kid to him? Or maybe he was older than he looked. He looked about twenty-six. That’s what Luca had said, too. "Isabelle." I whispered. "Isabelle Forte." He nodded. "Good girl. See, that wasn’t so hard, was it?" His accent was so tantalizingly beautiful. I didn’t answer, only nodded, staring at my lap.

The possibilities, the endless possibilities, press down on my chest. Aurelio turns to leave but the whirls back instantly and snaps his fingers. "Ah! I remembered. How could I have forgotten such a common name? The bastard's name was Fabio." He pauses and gives her an indescribable look. "Sounds familiar?"

I She looked taken aback by my statement, but she soon fixed her look and said, “Which brother? Let me guess, Fabio?” “No, Carlos. He hates the S, so we call him Carlo. He’s ruthless, but he is nothing compared to Fabio. I would know because I grew up with him. He is a sociopath, and he doesn’t respect women. But you already know that, don’t you? You work with him, of course you do.”

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

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.”

A dark shape emerging from the snow, broad and unyielding. Liam. He moved like fury given form, cold, precise, unstoppable. Kai was at his side, his expression grim, and behind them, four more of Liam’s warriors fanned out in formation. The Darius patrol froze. Even they could sense the shift in power. “Step away from her,” Liam said, his voice steady and deadly. One of the guards sneered. “This is Alpha Darius’s territory. Rogue grounds. You have no right…” Liam’s fist connected with his jaw before the sentence finished. The man hit the ground hard, snow bursting up around him.