Italy X Germany Novels & Stories

Did I pronounce it right? His cousin gives him a thumbs up. "Wait, where are we going?" Eddy puts his hand on my shoulders with a bright smile. —To the cradle of all human evil: Italy. Italy, Tuscany. 19 years RYDER "Here, I want a clean job." Leo slid the data sheet across the desk and I caught it on the other side. They are from the Bratva, so be careful. -AHA. I browsed the folder and since there was no image I closed it soon. Leo was stroking the back of Pantera who was very comfortable sleeping on the table, when he looked at me. Serious, indisputable, as always.

"Then what was that?" Liam hesitates. "Only those two british fucks Jax and Hayes will go behind my dad's back. They said they can meet us in Italy on their way back from Croatia in three days." My jaw drops. "We're going to Italy!?" I exclaim. He nods, "Hayes may not be in charge of the British shit yet, but he sure as hell does more than his father." I take a minute to process the fact we are going to Italy. "Where are we going?! Sicily? Rome??" I ask like an excited puppy.

"Let’s start with some general knowledge questions. Who can tell me what the capital of Italy is?" Vince’s hand shot up quickly. “Rome,” he answered confidently. "That’s correct," Mrs. Harrison said, nodding. But before she could move on, Genesis raised his hand and added, “Rome is also known as ‘The Eternal City’ because of its long history and significance in ancient times.” Mrs. Harrison smiled. "Very good, Genesis. You both know your facts." Vince felt his jaw tighten as Genesis gave him a small glance. Mrs. Harrison continued with more questions, and each time Vince answered, Genesis would add an extra piece of information, always trying to outshine him.

I tell him in Italy too and he laughs, (bellissimo-beautiful Parli Italia?- Do you speak Italy?

Some carried leather suitcases in their hands. We made our way through the glass-walled terminal, our footsteps echoing in the quiet spaces between conversations in languages that were unfamiliar to my ears. Unable to understand the words around me, I turned to Emma, and a wide grin spread across her face. “Benvenuta in Italia!” she exclaimed. “And what does that mean?” I asked, confused. “Welcome to Italy,” she teased.

** When the memories came back, Minchin closed her eyes. 2 years ago, Italia and Zacharias look so perfect, but the marriage never happened. A year after, Zachary has been involved in an accident and Italia disappeared without any trace....not until this moment. “Italia Mercedes...” When Minchin opened her eyes again, they were filled with unending questions, with lament, and of course a grudge she had been holding for so long. “What the hell happened to you?” “How long are you planning to keep Italia here, Gustav?” When Zamiel barged in on his office, Gustavio isn’t surprised either.

It only shifted. Dante’s eyes burned into mine, a king scorned. “If you want every corner of Italy… then I’ll give you a war for it. But since you and I share one thing, keeping the foreigners out, I won’t strike first. As long as our paths don’t cross, I won’t lift a hand against you.” My lips curved, soft, unyielding. “And unless I’m forced to fire toward you, Lucchese, I won’t move to disrupt you either. You tighten your grip on Italy. I’ll continue to expand mine.”

"When she has her mind set she doesn't stop." "Italian Men," I tease. "They are so protective." I kiss Nic's cheek and he tries to hold back a grin. "I'll see you in three days." "Three days," he nod. "Addio Bella." Translations: Sei il peggiore- you are the worst Ti amo- I love you Addio Bella- Bye beautiful Thank you so much for reading! Feel free to leave any feedback. I love you all ❤️