Guapo En Italiano Novels & Stories

Leonardo nodded, drinking from his glass of whisky as he looked at the man and then at me, "please, call her Unicorn." "I was unaware that Unicorn was a girl," the Italian man said with a sneer as he looked at me, his eyes scanning my body, "but, she is very beautiful," he said with a chuckle, a hungry look suddenly flashed across his face as he looked at me but I remained passive. "Leonardo," he turned to look at Leonardo and Leonardo simply raised an eyebrow, "can I touch her?" The corner of Leonardo's lips raised up as he nodded, "sure," he said.

Japanese phrases: “I hope you end up dead, you piece of shit.” Italian phrases: “Un gusto.” “I know it's not a pleasure, but the effort is appreciated.” “She, unlike you, knows very well what she's saying. You're beyond despicable.”

My head lolled back, a moan escaping my lips. "Cazzo, micio. Anche la tua figa sa di fragole." (F*ck, kitty. Even your p*ssy tastes like strawberries) I understood the gist of the statement given the mention of 'p*ssy' and 'strawberries'. The dirty Italian pushed all reservations to the wayside. Bracing one hand on the couch, I slid the other into his hair. I ran my blunt nails across his scalp and felt a shudder ghost down his back.

] I am rudely awakened by my personal bodyguard, Luigi, shaking my shoulder so hard I almost fall out of bed. 'Vaffanculo, Luigi, ho appena chiuso gli occhi.' [Fuck off, Luigi, I've only just closed my eyes.] ''Mi dispiace, capo, ma si tratta del Grand Don.' Non vorrai mica metterti nei guai prima della grande festa di questo fine settimana.' [Sorry, Boss, but it's the Grand Don. You don't want to get in trouble before the big celebration this weekend.]

"How about if I dump my stuff in with yours. I have a few things I have to take care of. Then I'll come back and do guard duty with Lupo here but from the inside." She tilted her head to look up at him. "Lupo? He has a name?" "I gave him one. Lupo is Italian for wolf. And he should have a name, don't you think?" "Oh. Well. I guess I hadn't thought about it but sure." She ran her hand over the statue's pelt and Mike was sure he could feel that hand on him. "Hello, Lupo. Are you going to protect me while Mike takes care of his business?"

Flashback " Why are you then Noah?" He chortled and looked around the room esteeming it." You know why I am then tesoro." His thick Italian accentuation dallied in the air before I spoke." My name is Sophia ." He laughed again before shaking his head." I know. Tesoro means squeeze ." I flushed a little and looked down from him trying to hide my embarrassment. I glanced over at my hubby who was gaping down at our integrated hands absentmindedly as the recollections from that day came submerging back to me.

Alexander Fucking Madrigal. The human equivalent of pouring gasoline on a forest fire. And I’m the moron holding the matches. “Don’t mind me, dolcezza. Just grabbing some water after my workout.” I blink. “What did you just call me?” He pauses mid-stride, that towel shifting dangerously. “Dolcezza. Italian for sweetness. Thought it fit your current mood perfectly.” “Are you suggesting I’m sweet right now? Because I’m about two seconds away from committing justifiable homicide.”

Bacha ma culo – kiss my ass Bastardo - bastard Cagacazzo – lame ass dumb Capeesh – understood Cazzo – dick, like Americans use the word fuck Che palle – what balls Maria’s favorite phrase Che te pozzino ammazza – you shall be butchered Chi non va non vede, chi non vede non sa e chi non sa se lo prende sempre in culo - if you don’t go you won’t see, if you don’t see you won’t know, if you don’t know you’ll take it in the ass every time Cretino – idiot Cuando l’amico chiede, non v’è domani - when a friend asks, there is no tomorrow Cuore Mio – my heart Dio cane – goddammit Dio santo – oh my God Il mio tesoro – my treasure Ma' Don - surprise Manache – oh hell Mannaggia tua – shit damn Mia figli

Aunt Gina ask with a raised brow. "Cazzo" he says, Eros and Nico chuckled amongst themselves. And I hide a shy smile. Being a year and some months with Fabrico and his family, might just have thought me some few italian words. And this Cazzo word, Fabrico had said it many times. It means fucking.

Sophia said, picking up her glass. “Your weird sense of humor hadn’t died in all these years. I admire your ability to ruin things. You do it with panache. I came here to cool my jets but it looks like you have something else in your mind.” They clinked glasses. “In Bocca al lupo, it’s just how Italians say good luck. But the literal translation is, - into the wolf's mouth.” Liam laughed, by supplying her the meaning. “Spanish men are players but they are charmers with their accents and their big smiles.” Sophia smiled looking at him dreamily.