Novel & Cerita Giovanni Russo

“ Like Russo Stephanie, Russo Ardelio.. You know.. Do you know any of the family member’s full name? “ “Oh, Giovanni Russo.. He is the one that made a threat on my life yesterday” “So.. Am sort of searching for him on Instagram with my Laptop, there are quite a number of Giovanni Russo’s here… But… Tadah… I found him” “How? You don’t even know how he looks like..” “I don’t need to know how he looks. He is a mutual friend.. He follows you on Instagram and follows me too” “How are you sure? I can’t really describe him but he has green eyes.. “

"Do you expect us to buy this elaborate tale? That you managed to pull off such a clean hit without raising suspicions?" Defiance gleamed in his eyes. "I studied forensics extensively. Meticulous preparation prevented any missteps." The revelation sent waves of disgust crashing through me. Even facing certain death, Giovanni displayed zero contrition. Just as I prepared to deliver the final coup de grace, curiosity compelled me to ask one last question. Perhaps closure for Rosalina depended on it. "Where is Alina Russo now?" Bloodied and defeated, Giovanni rasped, "Las Vegas...she changed her name and address."

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

'My name?' He asked with a shocked expression. 'Yes.' He frowned and looked me in the eyes. 'Giovanni, my name is Giovanni LaRosa.' I smiled to myself. It's long and sexy, just what I hoped for. 'Okay, uhmm...' I was thinking what question I could ask. 'Do you do illegal stuff?' I asked. 'Yes. I do.' He said. Jesus, that was easy.. I nodded my head and thought of the possible thing he did. Maybe he killed more than just my sister. Or he is into drugs. Or woman export. You never know. But I'm already screwed, so fuck it.

Do you think Giovanni will regret not apologizing…or double down and make it worse? Predict it 👇😈

The serene sight helped ground me, a temporary balm for the anger that never really left me. There was a brief pause, and I could practically see the grin spreading across his face. "Da. You could say that." Interest piqued, I leaned forward, fingers drumming on the sleek surface of the table. "And that would be?" "Oh, I managed to get our slippery friend to see reason." Roman's voice oozed with pride. "You remember Giovanni 'The Viper' Ricci, don't you?" I chuckled as an image of the ostentatious gang leader sprang to mind. Ricci, known for his love of venomous snakes and treacherous alliances, hadn't earned his nickname lightly.

' Gio throws out his arms in an expansive welcome, indicating the tables along the other wall that were weighed down with food as he ushers me to the bar and signals to his bar staff. 'Irish whiskey?' He waits for my nod and then takes the bottle and two glasses offered by one of his staff, and we head to a table set aside from the rest and clearly set up for the club's President. 'Now, my friend, sit down and tell me all about your marriage to that beautiful little Russian Principessa and why you are out on the road about to kill her father?' Giovanni is one of my father's oldest friends, and he's known me since I was born, so I know I can't lie to him. Taking a deep breath, I knock back my

He wants revenge and he was going to get it. “Get dressed naked champion, we need to get some food” Lucas carried the glass of water and pill as he walked out of the room. Roman was just filled with thoughts, but mostly thoughts of what happened last night, he knew he had an encounter with something but he just couldn’t figure out what it was. He quickly got dressed in a white top and grey joggers, “Roman! Roman you might want to take a look at this” he heard Lucas yell from outside and he rolled his eyes, what unserious and childish thing could he be yelling about now