Infinity Nikki Giovanni Novels & Stories

"Just when they thought I was done for the winter, I came out stuntin I'm such a big spender." — Nicki Minaj Laila "I'm imagining different scenarios how to punish you il mio gattina" "How would you do it guapo?" He started approaching me menacingly, like how a lion would a lion devour its prey, and that prey is me. "Gattina I would bend you like no other men would, I know you are very stubborn piccola ragazza, the satisfaction it would bring me bending you until you submit. If I do that, NO I will do that then I will do you until you are sent to oblivion. Making you clench your thighs wherever you go because you could still feel me between your thighs. Isn't that what you want la mia bambin

I have vowed to myself not to love anybody asides from my family. As for Giordana, Her innocent face, lush brunette hair packed in a bun, and beautiful large brown eyes were captivating. The woman was effortlessly gorgeous. At the wedding, I had bumped into her on purpose. Entering the church that day, I sighted this petite lady sashaying to the back. I wanted to flirt with her and probably get her into my bed by the end of the day but her reaction was something I didn't expect, hell! her mouth and her stature don't go together at all. Seeing her stature you'd think she was this shy girl type but she proved me completely wrong.

His eyebrows raised in question, “I'm Ashanti. Ashanti Dunbar, and you? “ His eyes watched my hands longer than I felt comfortable with, I was about to withdraw them when he covered them with his hands. His hands are big, my hand fits perfectly into his like it was made for this. I mentally scold myself for thinking such. Before I could wander further into my thoughts, his deep baritone voice came. “Roman. Roman Domino "

Giovanni If you had asked me six months ago whether I thought I’d fall in love again, I would have said no. I didn’t believe any love could compare to my first, and I wasn’t interested in trying to find one, no matter how much Gianna pressed me to meet someone. I was content with my bachelor lifestyle and believed it would stay that way. Then she slipped into my bed and my heart. Now I can’t imagine a life without her in it. A life without loving her, kissing her, and making love to her is something I don’t want to experience—not after we’ve found each other. I look down at her as she lies naked beneath me, smiling. I press a kiss on her lips, then another, and another, until we find a rhyth

"Look, all I'm saying is that she's known as the White Princess, but really that's just because she's turned cute with a lot of guys." A bitter taste filled my mouth. The voice belonged to an Italian woman. I recognized that voice because she always came with a bang when De Sanctis or Mikhaelovich hosted a dinner or other party. Kianna de Sanctis. Married to one of Nicholas' cousins, though I don't know which one. He was tall, statuesque, with strong Sicilian features. Hard to miss or forget.

His Family was even an expectation – Giovanni has been the only thing close to a brother to Nickolas. “Just get lost” he growled yet Giovanni giggled sweetly. “Come on now, Alpha, tell me when are you laying with that hot lady? I saw your potential Luna and goddamn she was… Smoking!” he wriggled his eyebrows naughtily and, as expected, the door banged raucously in his face. “Hey! Alpha Nickolas? Open up!” he yelled, yet Nickolas remained noiseless. Giovanni, however, smiled before speaking again: “Goodnight Nick” he said gently, then left.

They burst into laughter. Nikki and Gabby talked more, they exchanged numbers and followed each other on their social media platforms. Gabby was feeding Amber her milk when Nikki began to show her some pictures on her phone. "Here's my husband." "OMG! You are married to Ian?" Nikki nodded before the realization hit her "You know him?" "Umm..... Ian and I work in the same company" "Everything makes sense now. You are the Gabriela that Terrence has been crazy about" Gabby blushed.

"The four of us. You, me, Zoey, and Nikki. She is the one with access to the club and she has her own reasons for wanting this to happen. When all four of us are in the same room we can plan properly." "Who is Nikki?" he asked. "Another performer at the Velvet Underground," I said. "She knows Avery. She has been there two years and she confirmed the identity when we showed her a photograph." I paused. "She has a problem with Avery that has nothing to do with us. We are a means to an end for her the same way she is a means to an end for us. From what Zoey says, it is personal for her too, though she has not said exactly why."

She had always been the prettiest girl Gigi had seen and before truly meeting her, she was jealous of her. "No, she did not. You only like to believe she said that to add drama to the situation!" Nicky was also really stunning. Her French charm was something no one could take away from her. Blonde, skinny and with the brightest smile ever, Nicky Duaine was amazing and Gigi used to find herself comparing to her every time (something that only happened with Nicky since she had a great self-esteem).

“I have a conference call in a few minutes.” I frown at his suggestion, but then I turn to Nikki. “If you don’t mind, that is.” “Not at all!” she says and places her journal on the coffee table before she sits down again. Giovanni kisses the side of my head and disappears towards the kitchen, and I turn to Nikki. “Hi, I’m Lucia; Giovanni’s wife,” I say, holding my hand out which she gives a little squeeze. “I’m Nikki, uhm …Francesco’s fiancee, I suppose,” she says, looking sheepish. “How long have you been here?”