Novel & Cerita Joey Del Marco

I fixed my ass on the couch. “What?”… “I know you will be mad, Max. But trust me, it has nothing to do with the nutcase lady or her father.” I leaned a little, reaching for a corkscrew, and I screwed off the cork of the bottle. “I’m not fucking mad at you, Leo. I’ve always known you as someone who fucking does things with motives behind it. So what’s the fucking tea? Spill it.” Serving the glasses, “My body has yet to fully recover after the face out with the Maranos. I don’t want your sister to see me as incapable during….” I slid a glass to him.

I was about to walk away from him, deeming him unfit for my strength when I heard heavy farmiliar sound approach behind me. Santiago’s voice slipped through the tension. “Marco?” Matteo’s voice followed, but a bit lower, colder. “Who is this?” My father’s eyes lit with interest. “Ah, friends. You never told me you had friends.” He stepped forward, extending a hand like he had every right to be introducing himself to them. “Elijah. Marco’s father.” Santiago’s eyes narrowed, but he didn’t shake his hand. Matteo hesitated, then reluctantly accepted it, out of courtesy rather than respect. “I’m Matteo Dela-Cruz, Marco's friend.”

he dropped his hands and tried to get up. "On your knees!" Vini shouted, and I gestured for him to calm down. "Do you know who I am?" I asked. The man looked familiar, like I had seen him somewhere, although I couldn't place him. "Of course, I know who you are. You are Dominic Montego, the Don of the Montego empire." "And you are?" Clearly, the man knew all about me while I knew nothing about him. His knowledge of me had me curious. "I didn't know that my fame had reached far and wide." I looked around the deserted landscape.

and slurred voice, he looked drunk. "Ben! Good Ben. Are you all right?" Greeted Marco hugging the man. Jazzy frowned at the sight ... there were some of the man's teeth were hollow. "Honestly I miss you." He laughed, showing a row of teeth that Jazzy found very disgusting. "Ben ... This is Rodrigo, my adopted son ... Sandro ... his best friend, then Jason and Jazzy Mendes ... My ... people in the pack." Marco introduced them to a man who looked at Jazzy in admiration.

The car took a turn and tensions rose as she spotted the club from a distance away, God she didn't want to come back to this place—she'd just gotten over being dumped like a rag after the most exhilarating sex she'd had in a while but now she was being dragged back. ‘Don't embarrass me Kathleen'. Grayson muttered as the car stopped in front of the building. She gasped for air, unsure of what he meant as she was being blindsided and to make it worse he addressed her by her first name...she hadn't heard him say that in a very long time so it felt somewhat unusual. Taking a deep breath, she came out of the car and tagged along behind him as they ventured into the VIP section of the club. There

I brought it up again and I’m not stopping until he gives me his name. “I’m Angelo.”

I said as I fought a smile. “You give them everything and this is how they treat you,” Gabe sighed. “I’ll get started on your mythical. I’m Adea. What can I get you?” I asked his friend. “I heard. I’m Leo. I’ll take what Gabriel’s having,” he said. He wore a white baseball cap flipped back, his blonde hair was shaved short, but long in the front. He was handsome, his light brown eyes stared at me with interest and a hint of jealousy. As if there was anything to be jealous about between me and Gabe.

Then he paused and added, “Since you asked about me, Well, I am Marco Moreno, popularly known as Marc.” What?! Julia shouted in her mind. The man before her was a well known upcoming mafia leader. She had heard about his activities in the United States, and now, he was back in Italy! “Today I appear to be in a good mood,” Marco announced as he stood up. “In order to keep me in this mood,” he turned to Martin, “you know what I need.” Martin gave him a look before directing it to Julia, who was still sitting and staring at them.

Reina: Do you know any thing he owned, ladies he was involved with, business associates anything? Marco: yes he owns a club, a lady name Rose was his slut and also was involved with Nico from the stingers for a business for which I think you handled. Reina: why did you not tell me this earlier. Marco: it slipped my mind. The name of his club is red death.

Jessie insisted. Marco reluctantly sat down, as did Sir Kyros. As Jessie and I prepared the food, Marco suddenly spoke. "I’m taking Lyrica back to the province with me." Jessie and I turned to him in surprise, while Sir Kyros let out a low chuckle. Marco shot him a glare. "I’m Kyros Pantelis, Lyrica’s boss," Sir Kyros introduced himself with a grin. "I’m Marco Trinidad, Lyrica’s boyfriend. We’re leaving today, so she won’t be coming back to your bar, sir," Marco said seriously.