Marcello Brothers Novels & Stories

I shake my head in disbelief as I run my fingers through my hair in frustration. "Listen my dad and Zac's family used to be really good colleagues at one point. But then something happened, I don't know what but he absolutely loathes that family. You shouldn't even talk about them here. I didn't even know Zac was apart of that family until now." She says, taking me by complete surprise. Zac and Heidi's dad used to work together? Doing what? The only thing I found on the internet about the Castillo's family business was that they helped to build the foundation of California years and years ago, making them own nearly seventy five percent of the state.

“Mr. Marcus, your innovation and vision are exactly the kind of forward thinking Delacroix-Valenci needs as we evolve into the future. I’m thrilled to welcome you onboard.” I tensed. Damien’s next words were smooth, casual, and absolutely soul-shattering. “And of course, most of our old board members and executives know this already, but for those who don’t, Luca isn’t just our new tech partner,” Damien said, “He’s also my younger brother.” “His full name is Luca Marcus Delacroix. But he chose to go by the name, Luca Marcus.” Luca gave a tight lipped smile. There was thick silence.

Zayden asked with a small joke. "Yeah, a little, I guess," Marcello replied. "By the way, little brother, didn't you provide a lady for our entertainment?" "Who's little brother, old Om?" sneered Zayden, making the others chuckle. "I think our little brother has grown up; we are automatically getting old, aren't we?" asked Marcel. "You're old; I'm not," replied Javier as he walked in and sat on the sofa. "What a plywood board," Marcel complained.

Marcel smiled. “Ciko, you have to come.” Ronnie continued. “I told you that our company will definitely get noticed!” Ciko said while glancing at Marcel. “You guys haven’t even tried it yet,” Marcel said without giving up. “We already know,” said Ronnie. Marcel turned to look at his brother-in-law. “It still has to be selected,” said Marcel. “You’ll never know if you don’t try.” Ciko was transfixed by Marcel’s words. Then Marcel turned to Ronnie again and smiled faintly, “Don’t forget our agreement earlier.”

“You're dead.” “So I was.” Damien's finger tightened around the trigger. I grabbed his arm. “Wait.” He looked at me. “Lena, don't.” “I need answers.” Marcello laughed softly. “You always did.” I stared at him. “You look like my father.” Marcello's eyes moved toward Antonio. “Because your father and I were brothers.” The room fell silent. Antonio closed his eyes. I stared at him. “Brothers?” He nodded. “Twins.”

I rubbed my sore backside and muttered, a little guilty, “I didn’t want it. You can’t hit me again…” It’s been three years since I went from a coffee-fetching intern to Vice President Maxwell. Now, all those waiting to laugh at me had to shut their mouths. Tonight, the company was hosting a business banquet. As the president, Leon was naturally the one everyone wanted to toast. I stood at his side, watching him down glass after glass with a cold expression. “Mr. Maxwell, this one’s for you!” A business partner raised his glass. Leon lifted his hand, but I quickly stepped forward, intercepting the drink with a polite smile. “Mr. Kirk, my brother’s stomach isn’t great. I’ll drink this one for

little Marcel said from the heart. Other sweet memories followed after that as both Marcel and his little brother grew. Marcel was 6 and his brother 2 when the darkness came that took away his happiness for good. Monsterlike figures in the night with teeth long like daggers and claws sharper than blades suddenly appeared and they ripped everyone apart. Marcel who was holding on tight to his little brother saw how everyone he knew got killed in front of his eyes. “Run! Marcel run! Take.your brother far away from here!!!" That was the last thing his father said before he was torn apart and the same thing happened to his mother.

I chuckled dryly. “Don’t mention it. I’d empty my bullets in his skull if I was given an opportunity, forgive me but it’s true. Your brother is a despicable boy, a carbon copy of your father, no doubt why he calls twice a day to ensure his son’s safe and healthy life.” Marcello said bitterly. “Where is Vincent?” I asked him and realized that I addressed Vincent by his name in front of his subordinates. “I mean the capo.” I quickly corrected my mistake.

" They were dating Leon and stalking me. "How ridiculous! You're conceited! "Ha, are you kidding? We're the Fischer brothers, Leon may be in a wheelchair and yet you're standing there falling all over him, and yet...you like me too. "Wrong, I know I love Leon, and I don't want you anywhere near me. "But you don't know how to do that, it could be the curse of seduction, we were the most coveted heirs, and yet because there aren't as many relatives it makes the partners even luckier, to have the chance to inherit everything.

Just then, Dad and Mom came over, making me give up on my futile attempt. "So, Marcel didn’t come again?" Dad asked quietly, his eyes on Mom before he looked at us. I frowned slightly, looking up at Alejandro with concern. Marcel was Alejandro’s other brother, however, due to a complicated past his son, Leo, who was now seventeen, had begun to hate the rest of the family, especially his cousin Rayhan… "No. I don’t think we’ll be seeing him on any future occasion." Alejandro said coldly, and although his face was emotionless, this was something that caused him enough worry and concern.