Novel & Cerita Mario Brothers Real Life

“Ma’am! That’s…!” Mario watched Madell entered the men’s comfort room and sighed. “That girl is crazy,” he said. Then he remembered what Madell said before. “Ahh! I should guard the door!” Mario dashed near the men’s bathroom to make sure that no one would enter inside. He does not know what the siblings would talk inside the bathroom, but he just wanted to protect his job. Minutes passed by. Mario just keep on guarding the door and glancing at his wrist watch. “What’s taking them so long? Lunch break will be over soon,” Mario complained.

C- No you didn't do anything and I'm fine I just have some stuff on my plate right now V- Okay just know I'm here if you want to talk C- Talk tomorrow G night V- G night I walked to my bathroom and grabbed a quick shower before climbing into bed and got out my old Laptop I started searching for the history of the Knight's and their location Mario Knight Married~ Olivia Son's~ Alessio, Carlo, Cyrus, Rocco, Valentino Daughter~ Unknown disappeared at a young age Business~ Own multiple businesses, like Casinos and Hotels Record~ accused of drug smuggling, laundering money, and murder No evidence was found so charges were dropped Known associates~ The Bullets Known location~ Europe 'Well, I guess

But then, the things they talked about before I left was catching my attention. Who the heck was Don Luigi? Never heard of that name before. If he was someone who worked inside the company, then maybe I would know about it. Or if he was a client that Ricky was approaching, then I would know too. But I never heard anything about this person. I tried to search for that name on the internet but only a cartoon character came up, Luigi the Super Mario's twin brother. Okay, that was a stupid move.

His brows furrow as if he’s convinced the brothers look familiar but he just can’t put a finger on it. I smile and proceed to introduce Jace, Luca, Even, and Reed to him. “Aha!” Mario’s eyebrows lift. “So you’re Emery Aldair’s boys, huh? Now that’s something you don’t see every day.” “Nice to meet you,” Jace says, smiling. “Pleasure’s mine! Your old man’s a big name around here,” Mario says while flashing a toothy gin. “Ah, the mighty Emery Aldair. I see his name travels faster than his ships.”

He cleared his throat and faced me, "Forgive us for the distraction, Princess. I'm Mario Kart, a distant relative of the Di Marco and these are my loyal men. We would spend hours knowing their name so right now I'm the important one" His words seemed to cause grumbling among the men but silence was restored when he looked at them. I was speechless. A distant relative of the Di Marco? A family person? Seeing the look on my face, he continued, "I know that's a lot to take in, and um, we've never met before. Usually, we aren't involved in the business of the main family. Everyone is gone but you, Mr. Almond hired me--" The name sparked a memory in my head and I muttered, "Almond Yuturo?"

The pillow just couldn't suppress the noise. Taking a look at the airplane's location, it was still another hour before they would land. "Um, attendant?" Mario beckoned the flight attendant over. She came to him with her cart of drinks. "I could use another drink." She handed him his third beer, as Mario continued to look out the window, leaving his world of high life behind for his family. Now, although Mario lived in Miami Vice for the latter of his life, he still kept close ties with his family. His brother, Mark, was a lawyer. His younger sister, Melanie, was finishing her last year of college, and his parents both were retired in a quiet house in Brooklyn. It was nice to know that he co

- Have you finished laughing? Mario is my best friend before being my second. He is an unconditional support for me; he was there when my parents died in a plane crash; we were both thirteen, and his parents were on the plane too; we supported each other. Over the years, our friendship has solidified, becoming more brotherly. I would give my life for him and vice versa. We have sometimes shared women. For the past six months, he has become more stable in his romantic relationships since meeting my current second secretary; it’s crazy love between them. In fact, I have two secretaries and two assistants, one of each for the legal world and the other for the criminal world.

Kyle, on the other hand, Sherly's elder brother, chimed in, "Yeah, maybe we can find our own way to VIP status." The playful banter between the older generation and the younger generation continued. If anyone else sees it, they will definitely be surprised by it. After all, Mario is known as a strict person. But he is not like this in front of his family. He's soft and warm-hearted. Everything he does is for his family.

It was a message from her. See? Shifty eyes. “Oh yeah, man, but they don’t just tell anybody. Snitches get stitches, you know,” said Mario, sniffing at the air in an attempt to look like he was hardened by the streets. He wasn’t. His family owned a chain of Italian restaurants. They were rolling in it. Zoey’s phone buzzed. It’s not polite to say stuff like that about my friends, Zo. Besides, they’re much more frog-like, especially when he does that squinting thing he just did.

He started with His dad, to his mom, to his little sister and lastly his twin brother. Mario collected the gun and pointed it at Calogero. “Please..” Calogero whimpered inaudibly, almost exhausting the whole tears in his juvenile body system. He stood like a drenched and starved chicken. Blood smeared everywhere. “Do not worry, I’m going to let you live” Mario said. “You did as I instructed, so you live” He spat and ran his fingers in his hair and turned without further conversation. He signaled his soldiers and they led the way out leaving Calogero with no one. Mario halted abruptly and looked at Calogero.