Luigi Voices Novels & Stories

] 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.]

Luigi watched them before finally going to another room where an old man was watching TV and eating fried chicken. “Dad, I told you not to eat too much fried chicken!” The old man, none other than Alessandro Ravelli, ignored his son. He was laughing out loud at the horror series that was showing the terror of ghosts. “Look, the ghost looks so cute! The makeup is so unnatural.” Luigi let out a long sigh. “Someone just came to see me.” “Who?” Alessandro asked. “Nicolo De Luca.” Old Ravelli turned his head. His gaze was full of interest. “Did he come here for the annual gathering in New York?”

She didn’t want to look like a ripe tomato the same way Viola currently did. “And you who’s been looking at everyone like a leering old pervert?” Luigi coughed awkwardly and avoided everyone’s gaze. “I was only observing everyone, I wasn’t leering,” Romeo coughed out a word that sounded like ‘creep’ That made everyone laugh, including Enzo who was acting like he had deleted all of his emotions from his body. “I’m not a creep!” Luigi hissed and then downed his glass of orange juice and then hissed again.

"Who's speaking?" Laughter erupts as the man throws back his head. "Luigi Bianchi, your old friend." I smirk. "Not dead yet?" "I guess you'll have to do it yourself," he replies smoothly. "My boss, Christian Genovesi, sends a message." "Not in person?" I ask.

] Luigi flinched away from the raw anger on Romero’s face, 'S, s. scusa Capo.’ [S. s. s. sorry Boss.] He stuttered quickly looking at the floor. ‘Stavo solo cercando di alleggerire l'atmosfera, sai, con quella piccola battuta.’ [.I was only trying to lighten the atmosphere, you know, with that little joke.] He shut up quickly when Romero tsked angrily, ‘Ti ho fatto una domanda.’ [I asked you a question.] He growled and Luigi responded immediately,

has almost become a decade. As I walked down the stairs, I noticed Luigi sitting on the large L-shaped sofa facing the fireplace. He sat with his head bowed and his signature hat on his head. When he sensed my presence, he immediately looked up. “Carlo,” he said, standing up a little. His eyes were red, as if he had been crying, and everyone knew Luigi was not a crier. For generations, he had served as the family’s henchman, and he was popularly known as the Viper and the man who could never die.

Lovelyn scolded her son because it already giving her a headache on watching him messing around their house. "We can think another way to fix this. So please take a sit, Son, and we're going to talk about it calmly," Luigi said as if nothing is big deal on what is happening the way he was calm on his seat. He was already getting old to stress out himself so much especially he has a health condition that need take care of.

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?”

Before lunch break, Luigi went to Yuan's Office in London. His secretary let him in after saying his name and calling on the intercom. Luigi was with Luhan who now felt very embarrassed as they walked down the hallway to his father's Office. "Uncle L, I'm nervous. Papa might insult me." Luhan said in a low voice. Luigi smiled at what he said. "No, your Dad is kind to his children. He can take a DNA Test if he doesn't believe what I say." Luigi responded seriously and calmed Luhan down. His little head nodded at what he heard.

I see Lu walk in after a while and he comes and sits at where my head is laying and picks my head and puts it in his lap I smile up at him while Lucy and Aaron and I continue talking. "Doesn't that annoy you," Lu asked pointing to their hands on my bump? "Well yea at first but now I'm starting to get used to it," I tell him. He nods his head "Puoi chiedere loro di andarsene? Ho degli affari di mafia di cui parlare con te," he asked in Italian so that Lucy and Aaron wouldn't understand him. ( Can you ask them to leave I have mafia business to talk to you about) I nod my head "Hey Lucy, Aaron can you guys leave we have some really important family things to discuss," I tell them