Romans & histoires Mario Brothers Real Life

“I thought Kayla would be in school now.” “Yes, but her father went to pick her up. Some nonsense about wanting to spend the day with her and how schools don’t teach anything.” Mario rolls his eyes, looking cute. He notices the effect on me, shakes his head, and says, “I swear, he gets on my last nerve.” “Are twins not supposed to be inseparable? You sound like you want him away.” “I do. I do want him to go away.” Leo starts in a singsong voice when we enter, “Hey, brother.” Mario clenches his fist, but I can’t help but smile when I see Mario isn’t enjoying Leo’s jokes.

“I feel like I'm about to interrupt something.” I looked towards the door and Mario stood there with a smile. Mario has been like a brother to me, he's been supportive since I came to Los Angeles. He's like a brother, a nanny and a mother, he treats me so well that when I gave birth to Jayden everyone thought he was my husband.

Mario said and got up from the sofa and went to fix the play station while Emiliano took the controllers from the table "Make your baby and become an uncle" he was feeling irritated because everyone have been bewitched by Sia and her baby and of course, Mario had fallen into the trap without even meeting her and well his elder brother was already a slave so he had to fight this war all by himself "I see you haven't accepted her yet, is she ugly?"Mario stopped what he was doing and looked back at Emiliano who had a thinking face, was the serpent ugly? he didn't know nor was he interested to answer however someone who had better views about Sia answered on his behalf

Tom continued, stepping on Mario's daughter's finger with his shiny shoe. “Don't do that!” Mario reflexively shouted loudly, when he saw his daughter getting mistreated. He even stood up to fight Tom. “Ah... you've finally made your voice heard,” said Tom, smiling slyly as he approached Mario, and with one kick smashed his foot into Mario's face, knocking him to the ground. “Oh my!” Sira exclaimed chokingly. She didn't expect that Tom's face was not directly proportional to his nature. But Sira hurriedly put on an ordinary expression. Because even she had been treated like that by Mario's family.

Sara straightened up and looked toward the door. There he was. Mario. Mario Monter. Emiliano’s older brother. The man who had caused her greatest misfortune. The one who had harassed her relentlessly. The man who had done horrible things for the company. He stood there. He was tall and somewhat thin, with skin as pale as a corpse, the dark Monter hair—but blue eyes. A pale blue, like ice. His broad eyebrows lifted when his gaze met Sara’s. "What are you doing here?" Sara asked, stunned. Her voice trembled slightly, though she tried to hide it.

With the first crimes that Mario ever committed, I’ll have to take a guess and say his mother has rubbed off on him. She was put in prison when Mario was 13, before he could be taken into care, he ran for it. He lived on the streets for years which is where he was able to bring his criminal record to what it is today. He hasn’t seen any of his siblings since they were all put into care, or even his mother doesn’t want to know.

I wanted to tell him that I told him the mate bond is some fucked up shit but seeing as he's happy with his mate, we would have different opinions. Alpha Manuel slapped my back and let go of my wrist. “That’s the Beta I know. Hurry up and join us... Mario and Ricardo are here. They are helping me decorate since our pack witch can’t perform spells and Luca is training the warriors.” Mario and Ricardo are the Alpha’s elder brothers and they were in charge of going for Mafia missions for our organization so they were mostly traveling rather than being at home. I got up from the bed, feeling a little dizzy from not having any water for three days.

Manang Leti also sat next to Mario. "Are they your children, Mario? They are handsome and beautiful." Mommy commented when she saw the ten brothers as well as Verna. My eyebrow form into one line. I walked in their direction and confusedly looking at them. "Mommy, do you know them?" I asked. "Yes, Alexander. This is Mario, my high-school best friend." My mother confirmed and she motioned her hand to Tatay Mario. I was stunned for a second by what I heard and blink a couple of times.

Zoe could see now that she had gotten all of Mario’s attention after mentioning his brother. The resemblance between the two brothers was there except for their difference in body size. Mario seemed like someone who spent too much time in the gym with the look of all that muscle. He walked closer to her bed and threw sleeping Maria a glance. "I do not know who your brother is," Mario said. "But I would advice he stops working with Lucien. He brings nothing but trouble." "I have been trying to talk him out of it, but his mind has been set. He is one stubborn kid."

"You were more like a yappy little Chihuahua. Remember when you cried because I left you at that diner?" Mario’s fingers twitched. "I was eight." Gerard grinned. "Still funny." Mario inhaled deeply, clearly debating whether or not to throw his brother out a window. Gerard, meanwhile, turned his attention back to me. "And you. I have to say, I didn't expect this. My baby brother settling down? Almost makes me emotional." "You don’t have emotions," Mario muttered. "True," Gerard admitted, before leaning in slightly. "But tell me, Sylvia—has he told you yet?"