Marco X Star Novels & Stories

Vince came to stand beside her, hands in pockets, posture a soft bracket. “You all right?” he asked, quiet enough to belong to a kitchen table at midnight. She exhaled. The breath felt like surrender and claim both. “Yes.” Marco joined them, wiping rain from his brow with the back of his hand. “He had a Maretti mark,” he said. “Yeah,” she said.

I was a bit nervous to come out of the car knowing there was a large possibility the paparazzi would recognize me. It was the unveiling event to present to the public Blue's secret latest accessories collection in collaboration with their biggest sponsor, the Van Diaz group, owned by the De Marco family. Without a doubt, Xander would be in this event unless God would finally walk in my favour, but when was the last on my side? Whenever an event is related to the De Marco name always expect to see the best out of the best in luxury. The theme for the decorations was white, so every intricate part of the design, from the polished marble floor to the ceiling designs made with plaster of Paris,

The air was thick with the scent of smoke and something darker—fear, maybe, or the residue of past violence. Marco sat slouched against the cold concrete wall, shirtless, his skin glistening faintly under the weak light. His body bore the marks of a hard life—scars crisscrossing his arms and chest, tattoos faded but still ominous. Between his rough fingers, a loosely rolled weed cigarette smoldered, the smoke curling lazily upward in spirals that disappeared into the darkness. He inhaled slowly, the ember glowing bright red before he exhaled, filling the room with a haze that seemed to cling to everything.

Make sure to go there". Marcus stood up to leave. "I will surely visit it and will congratulate him personally". Xavier said with clenched fists ------- Tabby

show me I want you right here , right now no one can see us " he uses one hand to move his undo his jeans moving them out of the way ,I am only wearing my oversize shirt nothing underneath I was getting ready for bed. In one move he thrusts his huge cock all the way to the hilt the breath leaves my lungs as I shudder I am so wet it's not really uncomfortable he stops looking me in the eyes "are you okay? " he asks me I don't reply I just kiss him as he begins to move inside me slowly at first I break the kiss. "No Mr Parker I know you can do better than that " I don't want to hurt you ,you so tight you strangling my cock " I can take it Travis give it to me harder " he obliges moving with st

" I .. can come back if that's what you wanted boss " " No need for that " Maximo replied as he zip up his trouser and then walk towards Marco. Before Iris could fully walk away, she doesn't want to take her eyes off maximo's tattoo which would only be visible when he took off his long Tshirt. After iris Left, Maximo took a long sigh. He caught Marco staring at him with a mischievous grin. " Oh common " He scolded Marco with a small smile " It's just a wham bam sex again the wall "

But for something Marco cannot explain, he is intimidated by the way he stares. Adding to his apprehension is when he notices him intently staring at Nico's face. Hastily, he hides the boy's face by lowering his cap, covering half of his face. "I've heard you earlier. You want to talk to CEO Xander Wright, young man?" Amidst the unusual tension in the atmosphere, the stranger is oddly gentle while talking to Nico. But Marco tightened his hold around his nephew. Somehow regaining his hope for his dim predicament, Nicolo quickly moves away from Marco and wipes his tears.

Marco said, circling the table as he assessed my position. He stopped beside me. “How do you know that?” I shot back, skeptical. For all I knew, he was just trying to throw me off so I’d fail miserably. Since when did the person teaching the game also compete against you? “You weren’t even holding the damn stick properly,” Marco said, chuckling at my attempt. He unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and rolled up his sleeves. Black ink trailed down his arm. It was part of a tattoo. From what I could see, it looked like a blade, but I couldn’t be sure until I saw the whole design.

the assistant said. Marco's face darkened, and he looked defiant. "Why can't I deal with the Carlson family? Who do they think they are?" "Sir, let's focus on the bigger picture," the assistant murmured, afraid that Marco would vent his anger on him. But his words calmed Marco down. They made sense. Star Entertainment had just started its development in Meawood City. It wasn't suitable to confront Delbert head-on. He should take it slow for the bigger picture.

Marco shrieked in anguish, a sob leaving his throat. Xavier scoffed, ambling close once again, ignoring the way Marco's body wriggled like a leaf as he tilted his head to the side, revealing a mate mark on his neck. Xavier smirked, his calm facade not decamping. "I didn't realize you found your mate, Marco. Looks like a fresh mark, should we invite him, I'm sure he would be ecstatic to see you?" "No, no, no!" Marco shook his head repeatedly. "He knows nothing about this, don't bring him into this!"