Little Italy Movie Novels & Stories

“I will, Lance. I promise. Now, let’s try and enjoy our lunch. I’m starving.” “And that’s another thing,” I began. “I should have been feeding you human food more often.” “Stop; just stop it, Lance!” she said a bit too loudly, but I didn’t care. “Stop blaming yourself! This is not your fault! Sometimes things happen.” “Okay, okay,” I said. She was getting visibly upset. “Let’s just enjoy our meal.” She nodded, forcing a smile. “Good afternoon, and welcome to Maggiano’s Little Italy,” a waitress with long black hair asked in a thick Italian accent. “What would you like to start off with?”

Roseanne said but smack her head almost immediately since that’s a very stupid question to ask, Gerald has power all over Italy and knowing Riley is the smallest of the thing he can do. “Ohh Roseanne, that’s a very dumb question to ask, you’ve made me talk more than usual today and you kinda deserve a punishment for that” Gerald said as he rests his head on the seat rest. “Pu...pu..ni..shment?” Roseanne stuttered as she felt her palms becoming sweaty as her breath seized and her heart beating fast as she couldn’t form more words. “Hmmm” Gerald nodded with his eyes remained closed.

Or it would remain their incomplete tale? Will Diya be His Little Angel and will Rajveer be never her demon? Well, it's just a matter of moments.

"You can't see the Alpha," Milan insisted with Adrian backing him up. The bulky men were staring hard at each other when Olivia came out. She wondered what was makinging them at each other's throats like this. Klein, seeing Olivia, recognised her immediately and he smiled. "Hey, we meet again," Klein said. Milan and Adrian looked at Olivia who was looking at the man. She didn't know he was talking to her at first. "What a small world," Klein, who just acted like he was going to destroy the whole building just now, was smiling like an idiot.

, he asks and I scrunch my nose and shake my head. “Shame, it’s a great film, what do you know about mafia?”, Matteo asks and I can’t help but giggle, while I tell him that it’s supposed to be an Italian thing to scare people. Matteo shakes his head while he tells me that he is a Mafia don.

“And how do you know that he's gay?” “Didn't you see the video that was posted? Good think I took the link before it gets taken down,” Saige dropped it on the group. “Holy shit! I knew he was an odd ball but I didn't think he was gay,” Miller typed a few minutes later. “He's moaning like a fucking slut while taking it up his ass.” My heart cut as I saw the words. Initially, I'd been trying to figure out what was going on in here but now, I had a bad feeling about this.

"Yes! I mean, provided that it's not a children's movie." "You drive a hard bargain, but I'll take it," Elena replied with a smile. In the Ferraro estate's home movie theater, Elena searched through what movies were already available. While there was a wider selection than she expected, she was at a loss on what movie Massimo would enjoy. She eventually settled on an action thriller that seemed based around cars—that felt like a safe choice. Elena popped in the movie and took her seat next to Massimo. He had already grabbed some popcorn and sodas, so the two were ready to begin.

“Now tell me where—“ I ended the call before he completed his words, storming out of the room with a wide smile on my face. Everything was getting easier. If he were truly injured, then he wouldn’t put up a fight. There were thousands of hospitals in the city, however, there were two peculiar to the crime families. I rushed out of the car, walking through the doors of the biggest hospital in Italy. My feet led me towards the VIP section, knowing my way around made me look less suspicious. I squinted my eyes when I caught a sight of Cristiano's brother, Luca coming out of a room. Luck was really on my side. He snapped his neck towards my direction as though sensing an unfamiliar presence, but

After a scuffle, they were left nursing bruised egos and grudgingly rebuilding her sandcastle. When they were done, the little girl stood, wiping her tears and giving me the brightest smile I’d ever seen. “Thank you,” she said, her voice soft but sure. My cheeks flushed. “You’re welcome.” “What’s your name?” she asked, her head tilted in curiosity. “Nicholas De Luca. What about you?” “Elena Torres,” she said, her smile widening as she blushed. "I haven't seen you before here, do you live around?" she asked

Now was the time. I swallowed hard and unlocked the door and the face popped up in my face. White tanned skin. Hair sitting on his head exactly the same way I had seen days ago. A perfect face structure for a business man like him. Jaw set, face locked onto me. Luca asked, “Arianna, right?” “Yes, thank you for coming,” I murmured as I stepped forward. “Shall we leave?” “I need to have more details about this. Why do I need to help you leave this building when you could just leave?”