Its Me Dio Novels & Stories

As night fell, I received a text message from the CEO: [Rex, may I have a word with you? I smiled slightly and replied: [I'm all ears.]

Whether he is at fault or I am at fault, I only know one thing, Leonardo Dicosta belongs to me and only me. I will not allow any woman to take away what is fine.

(2 weeks Later) Lena’s Point Of View “Chi è questo?” (Who is this man?) Dante asked in Italian and I was fast to understand him and give him an answer to his question, it was a question answer section with him and as much as I hated this, I loved that I was getting better in everything.

Then Sarah walked past them and left them alone. Ronald was excited, and Stefan got shocked. "Ronald's personal assistant? What the hell is going on?" Stefan mumbled and walked after Sarah. "Sarah, what was all that?" "Stefu, you are such a dumb," Sarah answered nothing but commented to him. What I am dumb and what the hell is this, Stefu? Stefan held Sarah's hand and stopped her. "Now you tell me first, why are you calling me from this weird name 'Stefu' for many days, and why did you call me dumb? Regarding what you are talking about?"

Chasity pouted, “Pink can be threating.” Gio rolled his eyes and laughed, “Okay Chasity; because I want to avoid an argument. I’ll say yes, you’re right. Pink can be threatening.” “What team are you on?” I asked Gio tilting my head. He puffed out his chest with pride, “Red.” “Of course,” Chasity and I laughed in unison. Gio’s face then turned serious, and he patted me on the back. “You have my word brother. We will bring your parents back home to you alive and safe.”

Please don’t let me die, I still have so many women to bed! Bob the security guard stayed in a hunched position for what seemed like a very long time, praying to every enlighted name he knew, from Jesus to Krishna to Buddha. “Bob…” a voice called out. Bobs eyes shot open and the hair at the back of his neck literally stood up. Shit…no..stay away…. “Bob….” the voice called again. Leave me alone…. A cold bony finger poked his back and Bob screamed, jumping up, “AHHHHHHHH!”

But I push the object away from us when I realize what she is trying to do with it. Dio! I almost want to let her do it. "Santo," I finally say once Matteo and Lucia have regained their composure. "What?" he grumbles. "You really are the worst kind of moron on this fucking planet."

It is just five simple words but in the sentence - it is everything to me. “I love you too, Dante Bodega.” He kisses my neck, making me shiver and causing goosebumps on my arms. “Fuck, Dante do you realize if we were to get married, our names would still not change. I will always be a Bodega. Holy shit, Isaac is going to have one helluva fit about this.”

His eyes flick past Matteo—straight to me on the bed. He smiles. Small. Sharp. “Name’s Dario. I work for Rossi’s old crew. The ones who didn’t like how the truce ended.” He shrugs, casual. “Vittorio’s gone. Someone’s gotta clean up the mess he left. Starting with his daughter.” My stomach twists, but not from fear. From heat. From the way his gaze drags over my body—over the collar, the bite marks on my tits, the cum painted across my stomach like war paint.

I nodded, not questioning, just accepting. We were ready to leave when we noticed that The whole exit has been locked shut. “You are not going anywhere with her, she’s mine now, marked and claimed,” I heard Dario say. I wanted to not believe him, he had to be joking because there was no way but the grim creepy smile on his face couple with the fiery look in his eyes made me think otherwise. I felt a flicker within me, it felt familiar in some ways yet unfamiliar. Slowly this flicker intensified into a fire that I could not control.