Luigi Angry Novels & Stories

Louis says before hanging up the phone, he had worked with Vito for some years now and knew by that tone of voice, he was angry and didn’t need constant questions, that would only make him angrier. Pulling his phone away from his ear and throwing it into the console of the car, his eyes move over to the living room window of Coraline’s house where she slept inside. “Do not worry pequeño, I’ll make him pay the ultimate price.” Is all he says with a dark look in his eye. They were about to see the dangerous side of Vito.

He was pushing me too far and I wasn't liking it at all. "They next time I see that guy around you? I'm going to fucking play with his eyes socket and rip his heart out of his fucking chest. Don't fucking say I didn't warn you sweetheart." L'Angelo said, releasing me and walking out of the Study like he owned the place. Fucking pitbull! I straightened my spine, grabbing a book before leaving the Study. When I got out to the pool side, Enzo and Lola were sprawled out on a mat,as they drank from their glass of cocktail.

she said and reminded me that she would go first so that we would not be noticed. I was just shaken as I got into the car. Let’s just see if they aren’t surprised when I come back again. Travis Point of View From my seat, I could clearly see the clustered employee as they forced Luigi to come down. He said he planned to commit suicide when I did not show up. "Tell Travis I'm going to kill myself if he doesn't show up today!" Luigi's shout frightened the other employees. I took a good look at Luigi and from what I could see he really had no plans to jump. He's scared of heights afterall.

I asked. "At home, Luigi reports to me that she hasn't gone out at all". "Perfect ". ❧ Fiorella ☙ During the whole morning, I haven't stopped thinking for a single moment about Lorenzo, I want to be furious with him, I want to kill him for what he did but something inside me, woke up when I was in front of him, God!!! , he is still so handsome, in that tuxedo he looked ready to eat me up.

Always measuring. “De Luca.” Fabio took position behind Dante while Luca’s men stayed alert in the dark corners of the room. Two beasts sizing each other up, deciding whether to tear each other apart or negotiate. Luca swirled the cognac in his glass, eyes sharp as razor blades. “Too bad about Franco.” Dante rested an elbow on the table, laced his fingers, and looked at him coldly. “Is it?” Luca chuckled softly. “Not for me. But I know it is for you. And now you want answers, don’t you?”

The testing facility would be searched, the test subjects discovered, and Mercile Industries would be exposed for all the dirty secrets they hid from the world. She crouched over 416. His beautiful but angry dark gaze focused on her. Rage burned in his intense glare. She swallowed the bile that rose at what she had to do to him next. “I’m sorry. Really. I have to do this to you.” “I’ll kill you,” he rasped. One hand flopped on the floor next to her. “I swear this!” His throat worked. “I will kill you with my bare hands.”

Immediate. “Brother,” I snapped, anger flaring hot and fast, “you better tell me that’s a joke.” My blood was already boiling. “That stronzo is no fucking blood of ours.” I spat the words out, pacing now, fury taking over. “No. No, I don’t accept that. After everything—after what he’s done, what he stands for...” I turned back to Luigi, eyes blazing. “Tell me this isn't true, that it's a mistake.”

Charity demanded once Milet removed her hand. Milet glared at her, exasperated. “Charity! Of all the people in this club, you had to bump into him?” “What’s so special about that guy?” Charity asked, frowning as she rubbed her temple. Milet dragged her to a quieter corner outside the club. “Listen to me: if you ever see that man again, avoid him at all costs. He’s part of the Mafia. He’s involved in all sorts of illegal activities. He’s dangerous, Charity—a monster! You’re lucky you didn’t provoke him.”

“Have you gone out of your mind?” I can't be bothered. I've saved him from a predator, and that's all that matters to me. “Don't look angry, Luth. This can still be a date, you know. Or we can go back to Densberry, if that's what you want.” Never in my life would I have thought that Luther has anger problems, because the next thing that happens is him picking up the entire bottle of champagne and throwing it at my head. If not for my timely ducking, perhaps I would have a gaping hole on my forehead.

The man who inflicted so much pain on me didn’t deserve any more of my time. I drew the gun from its holster, steadying my aim. Luigi's eyes widened as he realized what was about to happen. "You’re going to kill me?" he laughed. "Because I sent your whore of a wife a gift? Did you like it? It looked like those three bastards! I would have taken care of your three bastards the same way, but you found me!"