Novel & Cerita Italian Playboy

He replies angrily too. “Well it marriage doesn't change the fact that I was just like the other girls. I was just one of the many few notches you've nailed on that bed of yours! Damn you Vitalo! Damn you! You have no right to request for anything! Absolutely no damn right!

Povetta replied coating her words in sugar. Stefano shot her a sharp look.His jaws twitched as if he was trying to convey that no one defy him. "Yes Boss our life aren't wanted by the Italian mobs,it's yours so technically you should head back to the security circle.Trust me no one wants to harm a playboy and two damsels in distress."Alessandro smirked taking full advantage of his brother's helpless condition among the farm workers. "We aren't damsels in distress.I can cut off half the Italian male population's manhood on my own if they try to harm a hair on our bodies."Povetta flared her nose in anger and for a moment I saw a total opposite side of her.

“It's really strange that rumors could come to that, but Evan has never appeared in the media, actually. What often appears is Chris, his accomplice.” “If it's old pervert it probably means my father,” said Syila suddenly remembering her aunt's story that Raffa was a disgusting perverted playboy. Even though she doesn't believe it, the news of her father's playboyness is well known everywhere. “Uncle Raffa used to be a playboy?” Jake glared. “Don't joke, it seems that now he's a workaholic and even loves his wife's children, there's no way he used to be a playboy, right?”

SIN POV. "PL...please, have mercy." What an asshole. If he thought his pitiful plea was going to make me spare his pitiful life, he was so fucking wrong. He had already messed up when he tried stealing money from me and passing information to my enemies. I am the fucking boss of the Italian Mafia. Even when people hear my name, it sends a shiver down their spine. They would piss their fucking pants just by the sound of my name. Nikolai Violenta

Of all guys out there, my heart decides to chose a playboy, and not just any playboy, it's the same playboy I made a deal not to fall in love with. Fuck, no.

The money would not be an issue for them anymore. "Sabby…back to earth…hello!" Victoria snapped her fingers in front of Sabrina who was lost in her imaginary world. Sabrina blinked as she got out of her trance of her brilliant future. “Velenoso. Is it an Italian name?" "Yup. That's the main attraction I have with him. He is an Italian. His name literally means Poisonous and I want to meet this lethal man." Victoria scoffed. "Well good luck to you. As far as I know, these mobsters are some fifty-year-old grandpa's."

“Poor thing? That is what you call a puppy who has been abandoned by his master. But me?” “Well, sometimes you act like one,” I shot back, narrowing my eyes playfully. “Excuse me?” He feigned offense, sitting up slightly, with his eyes open. “I am the head of the Morelli family. The most feared man in Italy. I don’t act like a puppy.” “Mm-hmm,” I said, arching my eyebrows. “But when you snuggled into my lap like that, I swear I heard you whimper” “I didn't,” he said.

I don't know what part of my plan made the man react like that. "Um, Jasmine, I warn you, he's Nicholas Sokolov, the young Italian boss who is known to be cold and ruthless. He's not some naive guy who will keep thinking about you after you spill a drink on his shirt. The tricks in the movies you watch won't work on him!" Bastian looked at me straight in the eye. I swallowed my saliva roughly and took a deep breath. I didn't think that far; really, my experience with men was very minimal.

I hope. “Adrianna!” I recognize Mario’s voice as he walks into the suite. He pulls me into his arms and I am assailed by the scent of a mix of made cologne and stored female perfume. Mario—my fiancé—is the quintessential, cliché fuck boy. Fast cars, easy money, fast women. He is the second son of Luca Lombardi, the patriarch of the Lombardi family. He is spoiled and willful, forcing his parents to fix whatever mistakes he makes with money. So far, they have covered up a bullying scandal, a hotel scandal, and several assault and sexual harassment cases. He is handsome in a boyish way and he has long, thin limbs. His blue eyes are usually unfocused and look washed out. His mother says it's str

~Thomas~ A trifecta of perfection- Wealth, Sophistication and Charisma I sat in my opulent office, surrounded by the finest artwork and lavish furnishings, puffing on my cigar as I reminisced about my vast wealth. The smoke swirled around me, carrying the sweet scent of success. My eyes, piercing and calculating, gazed out the window, overlooking the city skyline. As the founder and CEO of Velox Aviation and Motors in short, VAM, I had built a business empire that dominated the luxury landscape.