Hetalia North Italy Novels & Stories

If it wasn't about to turn me mad, then, of course, why not? "Matteo, get down from that table right now before you hurt yourself," Obediently he did jump from the table but to the arms of the chair, going further to pull his sister up to himself. "All I'm saying is," Char picked up the conversation, "We need something strong to tell Italy that La belle exists," "But how?" "Don't ask me that; your husband is the president of the fuvking country; you've got a part of the world under your feet; make use of it" Knowing me, she added, "Enough of the pride."

She raised her brows at him. “look around you, majority of the people here are married, about to be engaged or in a serious relationship, there is no harm in enjoying yourselves, everything that happens here remain here or perhaps you have not found anyone to your fancy, may be your waiting for the right one to sweep you of your feet”, Luciano said suggestively. “maybe… I ….”, she started to say but was cut off by the volt of sensation from her breast to her lower region she gasped at the vibration in her pussy and the area around her around her nipple.

Chapter One Hundred And Thirteen Nina’s POV It’s been crazy since we came to Italy and as scary as everything seems to be , I have never felt this alive in my entire life. The highlight of me coming to Italy was when Aiden marked me in the presence of all the Silvermoon Park members.I still haven’t gotten over how loved, horny and wet that made me feel.

Leonid tilted his head with an arched brow, almost challenging me to back off. His pepper grey hair did wonders to him in this age and the perfect shade of medium green orbs and cupid lips. I could see why Nikita had heart shaped emojis in her dark brown orbs whenever she eyed him. "Leo, isn't this too much? Your friendship with the Italians could be at stake." Nikita murmured for only him to listen but, nothing saved her little comment. We all had heard it. The friendship could get discontinued however it won't end over me, because even if I tried to justify myself through this way, they'd forget about it sooner or later.

Chapter 71 Luca When I looked down on the table, her blood that was scattered across the sheet joined together to form one bead and then it moved to a certain point on the map and that was Italy. “Well isn’t that convenient, the fucker is here in Italy so we don’t have to go far to find him,” Klin stated in my head. “The blood just moved, he’s in the south,” Miranda said, studying the map. “So he’s in the same state as us ? I didn’t think he would be so close..” Alaric said but the blood moved again, and Miranda’s face squeezed up.

Then… Alessio asked, “What would an ordinary husband do?” The room became confused. No one answered. Nico finally spoke. “He’d call the police.” Alessio nodded once. “And what would a Mafia King do?” ⸻ He slowly turned around. His grey eyes swept across every man in the room. The atmosphere instantly became suffocating. “No one sleeps tonight.” ⸻ He walked toward the enormous map. One elegant movement of his finger enlarged Northern Italy. Red dots immediately appeared across the screen. Safe houses. Private airports.

<> <> <> "Oh my god, he is freaking Italian?" Andria screamed from the other side of the phone. "So does he have a sexy accent?" Natalia rolled her eyes. Give it to her hopeless romantic of a friend to completely miss everything else she had said and only fixate on what she wanted to hear. "I don't know, Andria." She said as she looked over at the arrival section of the airport. "I have not met or talked to him yet."

All I know is this: Italy is waiting. And so is she. And when I see her again… I won’t let her slip away. Not this time.

He hung up without another word, dismissing the weight of an international offer like it was nothing. His arms circled my waist before I could move further, pulling me back against the iron wall of his chest. His lips brushed the curve of my neck, voice low and dangerous. “Seems like Italy is about to become the axis the world spins on.” I tilted my head, smiling faintly at our reflection in the mirror. “That’s why you need to tighten your grip, amore. Every Don, every boss, every stray soldier, they move only when you allow it. Italy must bend to you, not the other way around.”

Nicole began taking deep breaths, changing the topic to work. “About what?” I asked, as he is one of our allies who handles the northernmost parts of Italy. He is a coward who always hides behind some shield instead of fighting. We didn’t kill him yet because he allows our shipments to pass into further Europe under the nose of everyone. My bullets will be mad if I use them over him. “He didn’t tell me, just said we both need to think about the future.” He replied, making a weird face.