Novel & Cerita Mario If He Real

Something that told me this was not an accident. And that Maria wasn’t even involved in whatever this was… Not at all.

" Mario puts his hands in his pockets as he slowly makes his way over to Ceaser, he's very calm and collected, his voice sounds like velvet but I know it's an act, a terrifying one. "She's lying boss, everything she said is a lie. I didn't touch her!" Wait a minute... "How do you know what she told me? I haven't said anything." Mario literally speaks my thoughts and it's clear to see that Ceasre quickly realizes his mistakes as his eyes flash with realization before he tries to mask it, unfortunately for him, he's not quick enough.

I say thinking we really had him on this one, but it shows what a slippery guy Mario is. “No, we were definitely stealthy, Mario didn’t know it was us following him but got a little suspicious when the same car was tailing him, I have the skills to make us invisible.” He says talking very highly of himself which did make me giggle, I shake my head at him. “I like when I can make you laugh like that.” He tells me looking over for a second, we make eye contact where I feel some of the emotions from last night making an appearance.

"Because I knew I'd failed you. I knew I'd let you slip away, and I didn't fight hard enough to keep you. I promised myself that if I ever got a second chance, I wouldn't waste it." "What if this isn't real? What if I'm just using you to get over Ivan?" The owner, Mario himself, came over with a wide smile. "You're not using me. You haven't mentioned Ivan once since we got in the car. In fact, I don't think you've thought about him at all." Adrian's smile softened.

Mario: Tell what? Gaymo: That we’re dating, and we love each other. Mario: Huh? You went too far, Gaymo. Gaymo: You mean, you don’t love me? Mario: Of course I love you, but as a friend. Gaymo: But you kissed me. Mario: Yes, because I love you as a friend. You’re like a sister. You remind me of my sister, Martha. Gaymo: I hate you. That is our conversation. I hate him so much right now. I was embarrassed with all the things he said. If that’s not love, then what is it? Will magic do some changes?

"I want to hear it from you. And it was weird. I mean, I guess it would just show your LinkedIn profile." He sighed. "I don't have a LinkedIn." I nodded. "Do you have Instagram?" He snorted. "I'm not a pussy." "That's sexist." There was silence for a while. Marioano stared at the road. I stared at my lap. "So..?" I questioned. "Have you got something to say to me?" "You're not that innocent, are you, Bella?" I shifted uncomfortably. "I want you to tell me." He scratched the back of his neck, a bit uncomfortable. I guess it was what he did when he was nervous. "Have you..." He sighed again, "Have you heard of the mafia?"

Each word from Mario's mouth serves as a reminder of the injustices that exist in the world, fueling my determination to take action and put an end to such atrocities. “Mario, can you please check if they would like to press charges? I’ll support them financially.” “I’ll contact each of them and coax them into fighting for justice with you.” Ah, Mario! This is why he's the best assistant. The unwavering determination in his tone brings a sense of solace to my troubled heart. In the midst of this distressing situation, knowing that I have someone as dedicated and reliable as Mario by my side fills me with gratitude and a renewed sense of hope.

Mario, the leader of the Italian gang snarled. If only Mario was there, they'd put up a fight. "You know I'm a devil?" Jericho laughed and licked his lips the second time again. "Why are you hiding?" "I'm not, okay!? You're a bastard and you should know that!" "Hey! You better watch your mouth or I shut it for you. Get that!?" Jericho fired. He was so angry with the statement Mario used. If only he was there with him too. He'd punch him in the face till blood comes out of his face.

I pretend to think about it, "Mario Ramirez, come here." Rio snorts and starts shaking his head as soon as he sees Mario approaching. Mario is the smallest, he's even shorter than Rio. Rio should take the easy way out I'm offering him, but of course his ego won't let him. I close my eyes in stress as soon as I see his chest popping out. "I want to fight an Alpha, please," he says. Mario rolls his eyes, he's too used to being looked down on at this point to be phased. He tries to walk away, but I stop him.

Mario says. "I'm sorry I do like you and do not want you to judge me like others. Please allow me to show you that I am a changed person," I say. Then it hit me, and I know what Aria's brother is doing for a living and doing the same thing as Christan. They are all part of the Italian Mafia. I invite Mario to sit, and I am not afraid of him, and I know he will not hurt me or Jasmine. I smile at him because I think we will get along quite well.