Luigi Fanart Novels & Stories

said Luigi, causing Nicolo’s expression to change instantly. The item Luigi returned was Nicolo’s goodwill gesture to establish a relationship with the Ravelli family. By returning it, Luigi was effectively rejecting the connection. The action was performed in front of many people, and it felt like a slap in the face. “But don’t worry. This doesn’t mean anything. You can always come and go and trade whenever you want in New York. Yes, this is everyone’s territory. As long as you don’t cause trouble, we certainly won’t stop you,” Luigi said casually.

Luigi pulled up at the side and greeted me, “Welcome, Signora. I thought I was supposed to pick you from the restaurant, not the library.” “Well, I had some books I wanted to return,” I lied, entering the back seat. I dropped my bag beside me as I asked him, “How's your work going? Did you see Leonardo today?” Luigi paused as he stared at me through the rearview mirror, “Yes, I did. He also asked me how you were doing and told me to keep a close eye on you.” My heart raced under my chest as I pressed on, “Is that all he said? He didn't say anything else?”

They ordered two sets of tapsilog, hot chocolate, and king burgers, they orders were set on their table after a few minutes. “Let’s eat?” Luigi suggested seeing his friend enjoying to watch the food they ordered to fill her hungry stomach. “Thank you,” Steph nicely thanked her friend. “No problem, as long as you are happy,” he simply says. Luigi is feels good every time he makes her happy, he sliced a portion of the viand he has on his plate and offered it to her. Steph stared at the stake on his fork he is offering to her, “taste it. I know that you are hungry. Why don’t you start eating now?” Steph doesn’t like to displease his kindness and choose to accept it and eat it.

They painted the beginning of my dark day with bright striking light. Walking towards the pack gates my eyes find Luigi standing with a file in hand reading through some papers as two other males are up on a ladder fixing the protection devices. "Where is the other male who came with you last time?" I ask Luigi as his eyes find mine. He bows as his greeting. "Marco? He has been assigned for some other work so I brought a substitute." He says as I nod and walk away letting them continue their task. "Some other work? Such a pup." Elriam chuckles mocking Marco, the disgusting male who had the guts to lay his hands upon my skin.

I discreetly sought help from Luigi behind the guy, but he also appeared troubled, rubbing his nose with his eyes closed. The man focused on me and said, "Well, well, who do we have here?" Luigi replied, "She's with me. Anything you want?" The man grinned, revealing a mischievous smile. "Who are you? His new girl?" he asked, seemingly ignoring Luigi. His question is straightforward and easy to answer, but it doesn't sit well with me. It's annoying. Am I his new girl? What does he mean by that? It seems like he's trying to portray Luigi as a womanizer, even though he doesn't look like one. I can't picture Luigi playing with fire. He's mature and has plans to settle down, so it's unlikely that

The key ring mocked me with its twisted metal maze. “Come on,” I muttered, grocery bag threatening to stage a rebellion. Just as I was about to lose my shit completely, I heard a door open behind me. “Need some help there, struggling swan?” I glanced back. Luigi, leaning against his doorframe like he was posing for some leather jacket commercial. “That charming smile isn’t gonna work on me,” I shot back. Luigi was textbook player material—good-looking, knew it, thought he was doing womankind a favor by existing. We had exactly zero romantic chemistry, which made him the perfect neighbor.

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!"

Luigi replied with a half sly smile, his wrinkled face looking more younger. Giovanni stared at his host in contemplation. He knew he wasn't bluffing. Luigi de Pinto was a man of his word. He was a man of action too. He singlehandedly controlled most of the major trades in the northern region. Striking a deal with him would be a good bargain. “I want to hear everything. What is the price?” A smile spread on Luigi's face as he stared at his visitor. He turned a little quantity of whiskey from the bottle to his glass and after taking a sip, he spoke out. “An alliance. You have to marry my daughter.”

] I am rudely awakened by my personal bodyguard, Luigi, shaking my shoulder so hard I almost fall out of bed. 'Vaffanculo, Luigi, ho appena chiuso gli occhi.' [Fuck off, Luigi, I've only just closed my eyes.] ''Mi dispiace, capo, ma si tratta del Grand Don.' Non vorrai mica metterti nei guai prima della grande festa di questo fine settimana.' [Sorry, Boss, but it's the Grand Don. You don't want to get in trouble before the big celebration this weekend.]

Always slipping through my fingers. “Give him a break” Gracia said calmly, her voice soft yet carrying weight. She was the third most powerful among the leaders. The Omega. Luigi, however, reacted like a child losing his favorite toy. He was so different from his brother in every possible way. Where Xylo was ruthless, cold, and unreadable, Luigi was all smiles, words, and laughter. He lacked the darkness that Xylo carried like a second skin. But I had seen what Luigi was capable of when serious. His childishness vanished the moment danger lurked. Still, I had no interest in him. My focus, my ambition, my everything revolved around Xylo alone.