Marco X Hekapoo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Marco’s Account Marco sat in the corner of the room, his posture tense as he recounted his time working for Helena. “She always had a backup plan,” Marco said, his voice shaky. “Even when things started falling apart, she acted like she was ten steps ahead. She’d say things like, ‘Zane will never see it coming.’” “What’s her endgame?” Zane asked, his tone sharp. Marco hesitated before answering. “She wants to ruin you completely. The company, your reputation, your family—everything. And if she can’t take you down, she’ll make sure no one else wins, either.”

He drove away the only person who truly loved him with his own hands! "You... you were acting the whole time?" Nico asked, shaking. "Duh." Marco smirked. "You think I really wanted your sloppy seconds? I only played along to make you lose her heart for good." "And me," Bianca smiled smugly. "I never wanted a fool like you. I wanted the Russo money. Marco is the new Don. Naturally, I'm his woman now." Nico looked at his dead legs. He suddenly burst into a tragic laugh. "Karma... Fucking karma!"

"I'm so sorry dear, for the troubles. Marco attacked you guys." So there's a new Villian to the story huh? "Who's Marco?" "Marco runs a Mafia gang in Russia. We used to be partners until, he found out I had something he also wanted. He is too greedy, thats his only problem, and might also be his downfall. So I think coming after you guys was his own way of starting a fight" "By f-ff-fight you mean? I stammered already scared of what was going to come next.

“Girl, I knew he was too damn fine to be safe. But why didn’t you stop when you realized the files were... you know…illegal?” I shrugged. “Couldn’t back down, Daya. You know I hate quitting.” She rolled her eyes so hard I thought they’d stick. “That stubbornness is gonna get you killed one day.” She leaned closer. “So you think Marco’s, like, from the… Maroon fam—” “Marano,” I corrected automatically. “Not Maroon. And yeah, obviously. Why else would he announce his last name like that? But I don’t get it—I just helped Xavier. It’s not like I’m walking around with the file in my pocket.”

The treads looked worn - a sign that nothing, not even duracrete, can last forever. Marco emerged from the stairwell and scanned the surrounding walls. Besides the sentries, all of whom were where they should be, there were two additional figures. One raised a hand in greeting. Marco recognized Marcus Doug Douglas and his niece Sophie. He waved in return, started his morning walk, and felt conflicting emotions: resentment of the manner in which the other two had invaded his morning routine, contempt for his own lack of flexibility, and a deep sense of sadness. Though never really close to his parents - they were too busy for that - Marco had always known that they loved him. Now they were de

Adrian's brainwashed him into thinking he's just some useless slut. "No! You're not!" Cole shouts angrily. His body is shaking with anger as he stands up quickly. "You're not his slut! You're our slut! You're my Daddy, you're Nathan's Co-Dom! You're our boyfriend! You're the man who runs an entire bdsm club and helps so many people find themselves in kink! You don't belong to Adrian, you belong to us." "Can we stop talking about it for today? My head hurts," Marcus complains and rubs his temples. I understand what he means, he'll have so many contradictory thoughts in his head right now. The least we can do is give him time to process.

“Now, doesn’t that feel more like the real you? Rough around the edges, a bit battered? Just like your family will be when we’re done with them.” The twins exchanged a look, one that showed both satisfaction and a hint of frustration. Lorenzo, grinning darkly, leaned back. “Keep him here. Seems our work isn’t done yet.” Marco was this close to satisfying them by screaming, but he held it in. If anything, he actually felt his eyes burn with unshed tears. If he had known it would get to this, he would have fought harder for his position. He would have added it into consideration. But it was too late now. Nothing hurt him more than his scarred face now. The face was like his mother's.

-he confessed. Marco is very affectionate and thoughtful with his girl. At this point none of his friends are aware of his relationship with her, he prefers to keep it that way because he is afraid they will bother her, just like they did with Jandé and Imanol. Now that she remembers, she smiles at every joke they made that got on Imanol's nerves. -What are you thinking about? It must be something very funny because you are smiling. -Said the girl standing next to him while watching a movie.

"Tie Xavier to the cross too, the two lovers deserve to die together I'm good enough to offer them that" "Copy" Capo loosened Xavier and drag him to the cross, he tied him up, "Xavier darling you don't have to worry I'll give you an indelible mark so in your next life you don't take another woman for granted, learn to stick your tiny dick in one pussy but only in your next life" "I'm sorry She..…" "Capo use the blade and cut off his dick" "No…no…no…She……" Before he could finish, Capo stripped down his pant and sliced off his massive cock

Broken. Scarlett saw the looks on everyone's faces. She knew it was over. No more lies. No more excuses. She started laughing. High and shrill. "Hahahaha!" The sound was horrible. Like breaking glass. "Yes!" she screamed. "It's all true!" She pulled herself up from the floor. Her dress was torn and dirty. She pointed at Marcus. Her face was twisted with hate. "The pup isn't yours!" Her voice echoed through the hall. "It never was!"