Mario On My Block Novels & Stories

He gave the red rose to Adira and she accepted it with whole heart, since the little boy is so lovely. “Mario asked me to give it to you,” the boy informed before he suddenly ran away, since he finished his job. “Mario?” Adira murmured. “Who is Mario?” Adira lifted her gaze. As soon as she did, she saw a mascot looking at her. It is Mario from Super Mario game. “Oh? It’s really Mario,” Adira said with a laugh. Feeling delighted at the gift she received, Adira walked closer to the mascot who was still staring at her.

By eleven-thirty… I was in a cab, cursing under my breath. When the elevator doors opened onto the seventh floor, my stomach twisted. My footsteps echoed too loudly against the plush carpet. The number 701 glowed faintly at the end of the hall, like it had been waiting all night just for me. I told myself I’d just knock, tell him this was a mistake, and leave. But when the door opened before I could even raise my hand, I froze. Mario stood there. Black shirt unbuttoned at the collar, glass of whiskey in one hand, cigarette burning in the other. He looked like he had all the time in the world, as though he knew I’d come eventually.

Okay, here goes nothing. "Mario! I heard a little rumor you tortured a beautiful little falling office name, Sarah Washington! Is that true?" I asked hurry up to get her SWAT team I thought. He had a look of love on his face when I said her name. But there is no way I saw that. Mario doesn't love anyone, just like me. We are almost like, but I am not a killer,r and evil men hurt people. If Ben Stephens and the rest of this mission, I probably would have been like him one day, but I don't want to be. I will never be Mario Winton. I saw him down his drink and told his men to leave.

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

I told her I was fine and that was that. She was smart enough to know the Giovanni business wasn't a woman's affair. The moment she was gone, Mario appeared from nowhere. " I received your message," Mario said, walking up to me. " It's an honour receiving you under my roof, brother." I stood up and shook hands with him. " The pleasure is all mine." His eyes quickly went over to my arm. " Broke an arm, I see." I broke our handshake and sat back in the chair. " The explosion caused it."

My fist clenched as I looked up at Mario, who was now leaning against his desk, watching me. "What the hell is this rubbish written in the number three term?" I demanded, holding out the paper. "What's the meaning of this? What do you mean by this?" Mario shrugged nonchalantly. "Well, it's as it's written there." “Well, I'm sorry, but I can't do this!" I exclaimed, attempting to rip the paper. However, Mario's low growl stopped me in my tracks. He began to advance towards me with an angry stride. Just as I thought he was about to reach me, he stopped halfway and a sinister smirk like that night spread across his face.

unless you turn into a wolf this very second… I can scratch both of their faces… if you want! 'Huft' I tried to focus again, even though it was very difficult, it seemed like Mario was shaking my chair continuously. Finally I looked back with an annoyed face. Mario gave the code for me to read the letters from him. Just watch! Ill kick his ass… if I get caught and punished by the lecturer who is now teaching. I read the first letter. "Joint for canteen?" Second letter. “Do you want to be in a canteen or a hotel? LOL.”

And instantly regretted it. Mario stood there in gray sweat shorts hanging low on his hips and absolutely nothing else. Fuck. My eyes betrayed me immediately. Broad chest. Hard stomach. Tattoos disappearing beneath the waistband. Big thighs. Bigger bulge. Heat slammed into me so hard I stepped backward. Mario noticed. Of course he noticed. Those dark eyes slid over my face slowly before meeting mine again. “Your mom called,” he said. “She landed.” I nodded dumbly. “She also said if I let you starve in here, she’d kill me.”

Mario is focused on his phone, typing on his screen as Adrian stares at him. "How is it going?" Adrian asked. Mario let out a sigh. "Pretty well. Ish." He said without looking at Adrian. "How are you?" Adrian asked. Mario looked at him. Adrian awaited an answer. "Oh, you really want to know?" Mario asked. Adrian didn't respond. "I didn't know you were that concerned about me. You have a girlfriend that makes you very happy," Mario said, smiling. Adrian kept staring at him. "The one you stole from me," Mario said, frowning.

CALEB I snatched my hand away from Mario’s grip, scowling at him. “I never asked you to intrude!” I snapped at him. Mario stopped walking and stared at me, amused. “That lunatic was going to kill you,” he said, throwing his hands up in the air. A smirk sneaked into my bruised face as mischief twinkled in my eyes. “That is what I want him to do,” I muttered a reply that left Mario in shock. He scoffed out, staring at me with curious eyes.