Mario 69 Novels & Stories

Ruby says, we all laugh except Maria and Mario “enough of that, the six of us have been friends since childhood, there is no way a marriage between me and Maria would work” Mario voices out “who gives a fuck about marriage, lets dance” am surprised with my sentence and realize am already drunk “I think you should take her home” Selina says turning to Mario, this only makes me focus on her “Mario and Maria is a bad pairing but you and Benji, that’s like the worst thing I have hread since I came here” I say with a laugh,

I wasn’t supposed to be here for this long, it was supposed to be a quick fix, and then I can go back to Italy, and take over for my father, but this is all turning into something more than a couple local gangs, it’s much bigger than that. “Marcel,” Mario walks up behind me, with this weeks hair color purple, the only thing I can focus on when I look at him. Mario, is stranger than most people, which is why I like him I guess. Not to mention, his hand to hand combat skills are almost as good as mine… almost. That’s not the only reason I keep him around, his people skills have saved me from many situations that my judgment was wrong on. If there’s anyone's gut that I trust more than my own, i

They rushed in. “What’s happening?” “Did something change?” ElToro raised both arms dramatically and shouted: “War is coming! Prepare yourselves! The power system is about to flip!” Cheers erupted through the compound. Men started preparing weapons, making calls, sharpening knives, cleaning guns. But in the shadows, Mario—one of Lorenzo’s men—recorded the entire thing. His hands were steady, expression unreadable. With a single click, he sent the video to someone… someone he trusted more than Lorenzo.

Camille immediately yells. Mario puts his hand in his mouth and feels how the blood is coming out of the wound, he gets up and returns his fist, insults came between the ones and the other, for Andy the fight was almost lost, although he was just as strong as Mario because of the exercise, because of his state of alcoholism, he was giving him strong blows that weakened him.

I said and stood up "you should rest now while i get some important things done I said as i picked the Flower vase, i looked at the word 'Mario' one last time and left the room

As if to prove his point, Mario took a sip of his milk before setting the mug on the table then added, “and safer.” I gave him a murdering glare and he raised both hands like a white flag. “Was it her?” I swallowed. “Yes.” Mario nodded. “The first six months were the hardest. It is going to sound cheesy and stupid if I said I couldn’t sleep and eat since, well, I ate and slept. If not, I would not be here today but inside a coffin. But does not mean that it did not feel that way.” He dropped his gaze to the mug in front of him and his eyebrows knitted into a thin, straight line. “I could not eat or sleep properly. Sure, I ate but everything tasted bland. I slept but I was not really sleeping

I didn't want to judge him but Mr Mario wasn't what you'd could a goodlooking man. I stayed silent but Mr Mario went ahead and made everything weird. He cornered me to the walls of the elevator, his breath fanning my face while his right hand crushed in the wall next to me this trapping me from in his embrace. When I felt his fingers trace the outline of my hips, I gasped my knee jerking up and smashing his balls. "The fuck? You witch!" Mario writhed in pain falling down to the ground while I, surprised by my remarkable skill offered to help.

We said our goodbyes and mama cooked dinner for us and Mario. We talked with Mario. I let Mario take the guest bedroom. He isn't that bad apparently. He looks like a brooding man that you don't want to mess with but he also smiles. He has a buzzed cut raven hair. He is a big beefy man with a height of 6 ft. Compared to my 5'5 ft height, I look like a midget next to him. But Alessandro is 6'4 and I can't compare my height anymore, he is a big man and I wonder what else is big. OH god, stop it! I changed into my silk jammies. I called and chatted with Isabel until I had to say goodbye because I needed to sleep.

After he came, he pulled out his penis that was covered in squirt. “He's getting Annatoria back?" Mario repeated in disbelief over the phone, purposely making his erected dick tickle the surface of her coochie. Loreen's wail paused, as she listened to Mario's conversation with one of the Elders. “Loser!" Mario sneered as soon as he dropped the phone. “Is he really getting Annatoria back?"Loreen asked him, turning her head to stare at him. “Of course, she's taking back her place" Mario laughed, before he began to fuck her again.

The sex slave struggle to do so but finally close her eyes shut and swallow hard while flinching her face in disgust. "Good girl." Mario said while patting her head. "Now get out!" he ordered. She quickly jumps out of bed butt naked and runs out of the room without any clothes on. She just wrapped her hands over her boobs for some coverage. Mario grabs a cigarette and lights it while he enjoys his morning. Then the phone rings again. It was the Colombian cartel. "Hey commander, how are you doing?" The caller asked. "Same old." Mario replied while releasing out smoke from his mouth