Loathsome Leonard Rottmnt Novels & Stories

“Here comes the prey.” The corners of my lips tilted up as I saw the black Rolls-Royce pull up to the red carpet. And then I saw him coming out of his car in a tailored suit that fit him like a glove, accentuating all the hard muscles and that slim waist. Him…the man who was called the Lion of the Empire…the man who was responsible for my misery…Leonardo D’Angelo. The head of the Costa Nostra, the Capo de Capi… the most ruthless man in New York.

When they were about to arrive at Wolf Group, Leonard suddenly said, "I'm older than her husband. My figure is not as good as her husband's, and I'm even more wretched than him! However, I'm only a few years older than William. Am I really that old? Besides, I've been training every day. When people see my eight pack of muscles, who else would dare to say that I don't have a good body? Urgh! Do I really look that wretched?" The assistant immediately answered the way Leonard wanted when he faced the latter's continuous questions. "Mr. Floyd, you look almost the same as William, and your body is better than him too! How could anyone think that you're a wretched man? That's impossible! If someo

“Oh my god! Did you go jogging?” Leonardo grinned sheepishly. “Yeah…” “Wow! The last time you jogged was when you had a crush on Annabelle!” she squealed. Dante barked out a laugh. “Who’s the new bitch, Leo?” Leonardo’s cheeks turned even redder. “There’s no one! And I actually chose the worst day to jog in the lower part of Città dei re. They found a gangster burned to death. His organs were all… out.”

Leonard's frustration skyrocket every time he remembered what happened to him yesterday, his nose is broken and everyone in his household didn't recognize him at first. "This monster Blight Twins." he holds his fist tighter until blood drops out. He looked at one of his female attendant then walk in front of her. He suddenly raised his palm and give a two-crisp slap on his female attendant. The attendant fall to her knees and intend to cry for forgiveness, but Leonard grab her neck suddenly and a little twist from his wrist he broke the neck of her attendant. Tan watched the untimely death of the female attendant with fear in his eyes.

Leonard’s eyes instinctively shifted toward the screen once more. And again, he saw the same name appear there. The Protector. Leonard let out a short breath. “I’m starting to hate that name.” Adele lifted her gaze. “Hate?” “Because I don’t know who he is.” Adele leaned back casually. “That sounds like jealousy again.” Leonard slowly clenched his jaw before finally saying— “Maybe I am a little jealous.” The confession slipped out naturally. Honest. And even Leonard himself looked slightly surprised after saying it.

"Ross is the actual villain of this entire series. He’s possessive, he’s whiny, and 'we were on a break' is the weakest legal defense in history." Damien leaned back against the headboard, his arm draped over my shoulders. He looking surprisingly invested for a man who usually dealt in hostile takeovers. "He isn't a villain, Kayla. He’s just a man who lacks basic communication skills. But Rachel? She’s the one who sabotaged every girl he dated because she couldn't decide if she wanted him or a career in fashion." "Excuse me? Rachel Green is an icon of self-actualization," I argued, nudging him with my elbow. "She went from a runaway bride to a power player at Ralph Lauren. Ross just... staye

"You know Arnold, I gave you just one chance. My very good friend here Leo, is s telepath and when you are busy spewing nonsense, he confirmed to me that you are lying.``his fight was so visible that he might die on his own. Then, I could have that. I didn't want him to deny me the pleasure of dropping his limp body in the pool of his own blood. I moved faster behind him and slit his throat as he struggled for air. I watched the last gush of his blood fill the floor. "We have to get the cleaners to take care of this blood we have spewed out today. It uses so much blood and with time it will start to stench." I said as I used a white napkin to clean out the blood in between my fingers. "Is th

Tamara walked inside and he glanced at her. "Useless daughter,"Leonardo said. "Senseless father,so you have the guts to eat after everything you've done. Better pity yourself coz by the time I start with you, even your weak dîçk won't be able to bear it"Tamara spatted. He said it himself that Rosy is responsible that he couldn't fûçk anymore. What else hasn't blamed his wife for? "Watch your mouth,am your father"Leonardo growled.

He had sat at our table and stayed long after my father died, even when being associated with the Lev name meant nothing anymore. And now I was supposed to believe he had been stealing from me and possibly leaking information to Moretti, of all people. Bullshit. I call bullshit. “Maybe there's a reasonable explanation for all this,” Sophia offered. “Although that's highly unlikely. You've seen the records.” “I saw his name. That's all it is.” “Yeah, his name is attached to almost four hundred thousand dollars in suspicious payments.” “I know what I saw. No need to remind me.”

“It doesn’t.” We sat in silence for a moment. The morning news on the mute television changed to a new segment. I glanced at it automatically. And then I stopped breathing. Because on the screen, beneath a breaking news banner, was a photograph. Leon’s face. And beside his face, in bold clear print, a headline that made everything inside me go cold. I couldn’t hear the words but I could read them clearly enough. ROMANO HEIR LINKED TO DISAPPEARANCE OF KEY WITNESS IN DRUG TRAFFICKING CASE.