Luigi Mangione Fanfic Novels & Stories

She was about to let the romance zone convince her but before the first kiss, she went to sleep, locked her door, and for the first time really slept through the night. The next day after a Mediterranean breakfast, he accompanied her and they set off on their journey. Maria was very attentive, and then marked the map. Finally they arrived, entered, and it was indeed a modified cave with artificial light, and first aid equipment, it looked like a real hospital room. She dared to ask: - Who is the ingenious one of this marvel? He looks down at the floor, ashamed of his blood; - I made it myself, and thought for the poster, I am the son of a mafioso, it would not be easy for me, not to think ab

There were few things I hated in my twenty four years of living, and on the top of that list was no other than the man towering over me. He had a name he used to call me, “Mousy Mari.” I could still recall vividly when I sang at the school festival in hopes but Leonardo mimicked me on stage, instigating other students to clap and laugh at me as they sang- “Mousy Mari, Mousy Mari…” I ended up running off the stage. From what I know, Leonardo was now the most influencial figure in the city. He was from a powerful Mafia family. "Are you hurt?"

While Yara was the Angelic Belluci, whom people saw as the pure, cute, innocent and handworking billionaire Belluci that had a successful brand, I was the Lilith Belluci, the ruthless, always on edge woman who needed to get laid, had the most sour expression, heartless and who had taken over half of her father’s Mafia business, because of reasons best known to her father. We were like the two fishes in the yin and yang. Or at least that’s what I thought they whispered behind me. Plus Nicola had said the same thing on a few occasions...one occasion rather. It sure made me mad as hell anytime I heard that considering how much I disliked her and couldn’t stand her. And I couldn’t even remember

"Since you're the one who killed Anthony's mother, you can’t walk out of here." Lilian went completely still, her face draining of color. Daisy's eyes widened in shock. "What nonsense are you talking about? My mother is perfectly fine!" Anthony stared at me with a menacing expression. "Gianna, have you lost your senses?" His voice thundered across the courtyard. "Must you cause trouble tonight of all nights? If you ruin this gathering, I'll make sure you regret it!" Lilian's eyes glistened with tears as she stepped in front of Anthony. "Don Falcone, please—everyone is watching. Ms. Vitale, I can't believe you'd accuse me of something so absurd. Killing Don Falcone's mother? That's prepostero

My body pinned Luca against the wall as my elbow pushed against his neck, the jealousy and rage swimming through my brain like a red smoky haze. “Nobody will do her,” I growled in rage. “Fuck, Luciano,” Cassio barked out, trying to peel me off his brother. Unsuccessfully. “Are you crazy?” “Delete. Her. Picture.” My voice dripped with fury, ready to beat the living shit out of him. “Jesus, man. Get yourself together,” Luca spoke, although his airflow was somewhat obstructed. “It was just an observation. I didn’t say I will fuck her.”

Vincent replied. “Of course, he is.” I haven't met him before though. I don't wanna get married to him.” she replied, sounding disgusted by the talk of marriage. “Why? I thought arranged mafia marriages worked out well, huh?” “I dunno, but I don't wanna marry him. He isn't my type,” she replied. “Alright.” he shrugged. *** “Guess you are back again.” Luigi de Pinto said immediately Giovanni walked into his office. Giovanni ignored his comment and walked into the room fully. He scanned the room with his eyes before fixing them on Luigi who sat comfortably on his seat, his eyes trained on his visitor.

Third-person POV A week after Eliana landed in Grayland, the Caputo Famiglia finally posted a promotion notice announcement for Senior Consigliere. Fiore's name was prominently listed there. She hooked her hand around Lorenzo's arm and kissed him on the cheek, smiling radiantly at him. "Thank you so much for all your guidance, Don Caputo. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gotten this position so easily. I'll be treating everyone here to a celebratory dinner in a couple of days. You and Vincenzo must both come too!"

Heard he belongs to the Salvatore pack. Michele's munching lacerated my ears. And as my irritation mounted, I could no longer tell what I was contending with. My best friend's poor eating habit or the fact I got a B in my Statistics in which the professor was one of Padre's closest friends, or perhaps even more accurately, the new guy on campus. "It's pretty messed up. I mean, he's all Georgina talks about,." Luigi said. "Stai ancora uscendo con quella ragazza?" "[You're still with that chic]?"

His green shirt and black pants accentuated his emerald green eyes as he stared at me. Luigi stiffened and then stepped away from me. He mumbled an apology. “Forgive me. I...lost control.” "That's fine,” Giovanni replied dismissively. I turned my face away when I felt his fingers on my cheeks. “Women like her always know how to make a man lose control.” “Fuck you,” I spat out with disgust.

“That's why I came here early to ask. Liga de Lune has something Mullers are looking forward to. Something Liga de Lune possesses that belongs to the Mullers. We both know you're in a tight rivalry with that organization and Facundo has been aiming to marry you off with his daughter Cindy.” Marry? To whom? To a woman I don't love? No thank you. I spent years finding the woman I thought left this universe. I spent hell nights while her memories are haunting me. Liga de Lune is nothing to me. Whether they get Facundo Muller on their side, that old man would try but he would never succeed. Trying to stab me on the back means being Salvatore Mancini's greatest enemy and ain't no way I'm gonna ba