Marcello Brothers の小説・ストーリー

A life where I wasn't Ivy the politician's wife, but Ivy, the girl who drag-raced on weekends and hung out with the only people my father hated. The Mercer Brothers. The thought of them sent a jolt of electricity down my spine. Dangerous. Wealthy. Criminal. They were my brother’s best friends. They were the kings of the city’s underworld. And they were the ones who told me to run, to find a nice guy, to stay away from the darkness. Well, I listened. I found the nice guy. And he just cut my heart out.

Marcel says laughing. "Brother try and relax, you don't need to be so uptight especially with us"Marcel says as he taps prince Aldrich on his shoulder in an understanding manner. Marcellus is the son of one of the most wealthiest and influential person in Nevera, his father holds the position as the king's right hand man and advisor. His father is a friend of my father and "High Lord Duncan" is a very hard man. So of any one can understand the burden that comes with being the son of someone that influential and powerful then that someone is Marcel...

She feels downhearted and scared after Marcella’s sudden death, however, there is this little relief that finally, someone is there for her. “I’ve gone for just a year or two and you end up a crybaby, huh?” Marcello, Marcella’s older brother, jokes to lighten the atmosphere at least, for once. “Mamma left me, uncle. And,” She sniffs due to her runny nose. “And she will never come back.” “Now, she paid the price,” he whispers and releases a heavy breath while caressing the back of Mariella’s head. “I should have done the work.”

With one last glance at the sterile white room that had caged me in for far too long, I squared my shoulders and walked out—knowing that whatever waited for me beyond these doors wasn’t freedom, my whole life was under Marcello's watch, but before I let myself be doomed by him, I was going to make sure the two people who reduced me to this paid for every single thing they did to me. "I need you to find all the information you can on two people—" "Is it Mark and Kelly Williams?" The bodyguard asked. "How did you —" "Mr. Marcello gave strict instructions to investigate anyone who might have wronged you, and knowing that they are at the top of the list, everything you might need about them is r

Two days… That was weird The best friends sat around a old time lunch table waiting for food as they were starving. “Am I the only one bothered that your brother has yet to retaliate us after that night?” Ava asked while chewing a gum. Sophia thought it was weird too but threw her in an unbothered manner. “Maybe he has learnt his lesson to keep it down” Or maybe he was waiting for the right moment to spark…

Within seconds, Timothy felt that Mia had become a stranger to him. Mary sneered, "It's one of those relationships, you know? Guys love jumping in to protect the girls as long as they sweetly call them their "big brothers" in the coyest way possible." Several of Mia's "brothers" appeared and took the assets under Patricia's name. They even got into a fight. Mary was convinced that there was more to these "brothers' than met the eye.

“This is my current home address here in London and below that is my phone number. Since you already have your phone back, you can just call me or go straight to this address whenever you want to meet or need something.” Levana took the paper and thanked him. She had a feeling she would eventually need his help one day even though she still wasn’t quite sure what for. “By the way, Levana, there is one thing I want to discuss with you.” Edmund’s expression turned serious. “What is it, brother?” She tilted her head in curiosity. “Those two men who helped you, the brothers, their names are Kilian and Maximus, right?” He asked. Levana nodded, confirming it.

“You should know that we have some very powerful friends. Friends who own basketball teams. Friends who employ the people that will employ you. Or your parents for that matter,” “Who are you? What do you want?” Ashton found himself stammering. He was completely caught off guard by all of this. The two guys gave each other a knowing look before turning back to Ashton with glares that were sharp enough to kill. And with a sinister smirk on his face, the tattooed guy said, “We’re the fúcking Vanderbilt brothers,” “And you owe a friend of ours an apology,” the other one added.

Mateo could see the frustration and rage grow in the eyes of his brother as he collected the drink from his hands and for some strange reason he loved it. “Oh and I had a visit from our father as well. For some reason the moment I decide to move to a cabin none of you have been to in years you guys just decide to pay it a visit. Strange right?” “Mateo. My offer still stands, come back and work with me again.” Alejandro says after taking a deep breath to calm down. “I will not sit down and allow our brother back into this family after all the work I have put in.”

“Hahaha!! I said I’m taking you shopping silly, cos you definitely can’t keep wearing the same clothes or keep wearing Cole’s. They are way too big and not very ladylike.” “Okay, give me a few minutes to freshen up.” I smile. “But you still didn’t tell me who you are?” “Oh sorry silly me, I’m just so excited that my brothers have finally found a mate. Maybe then they will back off on my protection and just focus on you... It will be interesting to watch them have to share; You! They were not very good at sharing when they were just boys.”