Mario Casas Relationships Novels & Stories

It felt like all my strength and nourishment were being drained by the life inside me, while Lucien and Ethan stayed full of anticipation. They would place their hands on our stomachs, speaking softly, saying they could feel the heartbeats. Sometimes they joked that the babies were talking and singing to them. We were exhausted, but we were happy. And then everything collapsed in an instant. After Vicky returned, Lucien rarely came home. She even visited us privately because of guilt. She had married a human before. The marriage fell apart within two years and left her in debt. This time, she said she had come back to seek help from her own kind.

Mario then aimed again at his other leg. "Wait, wait, wait!" he stretched out his hand, beckoning Mario to refrain from shooting him. "I wasn't feigning ignorance when I said I'm my own boss. I don't work for Juan Carlos. We just did business a few times in the past. That's all." "Is that so?" Mario sat upright, leaning into the chair. "And did that business involve the brutal murder of a detective, and his entire family?" "What?" he furrowed his brow. "I wouldn't do such a barbaric thing. How could I murder such innocent girls?"

Bianca merely chuckled, still absentminded, "Louis O' Cornell...that motherfucker..." Jack forcefully tapped her on her shoulder. "Look, I am not kidding. Mario is capable of anything once he's pushed to the wall. He left home years ago, and has refused to return because of a disagreement. You should give him what he wants if you love yourself enough." He sighed, and added, "And how did you even get yourself into this mess?"

Marco asked with apparent shock on his face and tone. “Yes,” Mario answered. He smiled and looked at me with disgust. He hated me. He brought me here to be humiliated and to make fun of my family’s name. “Mario, why in the world did you marry her then?” Mateo asked. “She’s the key to my next biggest score,” he replied. His friends looked at each other. Wondering to themselves, like I was, about what key I was when he had killed my parents and stripped them of everything that they owned.

Joshua wanted to know, but was a little lost. "Your girlfriend is judging me just because I got back together with Mariano!" I told her accusingly. "Who is Mariano?" He asked. "Me." Mariano extended his hand to him. "Mariano Diaz, nice to meet you." Joshua was reaching out his hand to shake Mariano's hand in greeting, but Cassie stopped him by grabbing Joshua's hand before he touched Mariano's hand. "No, don't touch him. He might infect you with all his dumbness!"

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

She paused. "She's the girl you were talking about? The one that's been chased by Mario?", She asked. Diego nodded. "She knows Mario?", I asked. "Unfortunately yes, he was my late husband's friend. So we got to know each other pretty well ", she said not so excited. "So from the informations we're gathering, he's planning something really messy that might affect you ", one of the men from across the table said. Amanda nodded. "Apparently,he cried after seeing Casio's body ", Amanda said.

"And what did Mario do after catching you two rabbits?" "There was nothing he could fucking do. He just got pissed and took his ugly, jealous ass back to his bedroom to sleep next to his old, boring wife." "Wait, did Mario finally come back to Kingswood?" "Yes," she nods. "Two years ago." "So, is that the sole reason you are dating Marcelo? To get back at Mario?" Karla takes a moment to respond, then giggles.

“I will not marry her. Bonnie is the only wife for me.” Silence swept across the room. Mario was in disbelief. “What did you say?” “My marriage is mine to command.” Casen looked up, his gaze firm. “I am more than capable of holding the family together and keeping the situation under control. I don’t need to sacrifice my marriage and happiness for leverage.” Ballistic, the consiglieri pounded the table and chastised Casen for his stubbornness, recklessness, and disregard for the bigger picture. Despite their threats and warnings, Casen stood firm on his ground, adamant that he wouldn’t marry Charlie.

Mario complained; obviously a little angry at his wife for trying to defend their daughter’s shenanigans. “I honestly didn’t know she was romantically involved with Tony. If I did, I’d not have kept quiet about it. I fully understand the consequences of messing up the marriage pact we made with the De Lucas; I really want Moira to marry Paulo. Remember I was the one who initiated the whole arrangement in the first place? I wouldn’t let some stupid boy like tony spoil everything for us.” Isabella said. “So you have no idea if he really does love Moira as much as he said he does? I mean, would he be determined enough to stick around and try to rescue her?” Mario asked, concern written all over