Marco X Star Novels & Stories

Marco answered casually. The small business that Marco said was actually not really small. His name is quite well known; his wealth is also very abundant. He even has luxury mansions in several cities. He also has many subordinates. Although not as strong as Leonardo, he also has power. Maybe his business would be much bigger if he had an attitude and personality like Leonardo's, especially in fighting ability.

Before I could even stutter out some sort of retort, another voice cut in sharply. “Vita.” We both turned around to see Marco standing behind us, his black eyes glaring with such fierce intensity at Vita. He was still in his best man suit, though he had taken off his bow tie, and his blond hair was mussed up. His open-collar silk shirt was unbuttoned just enough to reveal a nice slice of white skin and a chain with a cross dangling from his neck—the same make as the one Nero wore. Damn, just how did the somewhat nerdy Marco grow this hot?

My stomach‍ wa‍s st⁠ill twisting fr​om the hunger strike, t‌h​ough the carbonar​a had helped. ​Then, the air shifted. The crowd went silent in a wave, st‍a⁠r⁠ting from the⁠ left​ sid‍e of the room. I turned. Mar​co stood there. He‍ wasn't hiding in th‍e sha⁠dows anymore. He‌ was standi​ng in the⁠ cen​te⁠r of the circle‍, holding cou‍rt. He wor​e a white tux‌edo jacket‌—​bold, arrogan‍t.