Mario On My Block Novels & Stories

Louis pulled me into the living room and took off to go attend to something. Mario sat on the couch because he couldn't keep standing for too long. I breathed in the sweet scent of the flowers he gifted me. “How do you feel dear?” He asked. “I'm okay.” I nodded with a relaxed smile. “You sure do like to provoke my son, don't you child?” Mario suddenly asked. “And also put yourself in danger.” Mario raised his brows like this amused him. I shrugged at him. “I just needed to check something out real quick. He wouldn't have listened to me if I had directly told so I had to.” I concluded, beginning to feel upset at the direct mention of him.

“Y-Yes boss.” Mario got off his hand, he rolled his eyes and smoked a cigarette for the second time. _________

While he was tending to his wound to stop the bleeding, my phone rang. "Mario, I have Matt, we are leaving it up to you, do you think you can manage?" I asked. "Of course-a boss, leave it up to a-me!" he said, Mario was a scottish man who had been a criminologist cleaning crew for as long as I had known him, which was well over ten years, he had a strong accent that sometimes reminded me of the character from that videogame where they had to save the princess. I think his name was partially what convinced me that he sounded like him.

“I’ll go with you. We’ll do this together. That way there’s a better chance no one gets hurt.” “As you wish, Luna,” Mario said, then hung up. I couldn’t help feeling as if my offering to go was what he wanted. Of course he did. More demeaning for both Michael and myself that way. How did I not see what kind of rat my beta was? Mario looked at me with blatant curiosity when I met him outside of the pack house. “Where have you been?” “Clearing my head,” I told him, doing my best to keep the anger from my voice. As much as I would love to punch him right in the nose, I had to keep up appearances.

“I know you’re not stupid, Sylvia. So stop with the games.” I froze. Shit. Busted. But I wasn’t going to let him see that. Instead, I threw my hands up, trying to act cool. “Fine,” I said, letting out a sigh like I didn’t care. “Yeah, I tried to pick the lock. What? You never tell me anything, Mario. You keep me in the dark, so I was only trying to figure stuff out myself. What do you want from me?” Mario’s eyes narrowed, like he was debating whether to laugh or strangle me. “You tried to kill me once,” he said, his voice too casual for the words.

Julia Within seconds of Mario leaving the room he suddenly returns causing my hold on Nina to tighten while Riley seems to ignore him not seeming to be able to take his eyes off me while I sit on the floor with my little girl wrapped around me like a monkey. Mario grunts and finally Riley takes his attention off of us and onto him.

Not even sure that people really know about this little town. “Are you ready to face the market area? I assume you would want to stock up on food and it would do you good to actually come out of here a bit.” Mario, my trusted trainer and best friend says as he comes walking into my room as if he owns it. “That sounds like an exercise of my mental health. You know how the first walk about the town went. Not sure I want to face that again.” I tell him, pulling on a shirt as I get ready for my morning run.

"I'm tired. What do you want, Mario?" "You know what I want." He lowers his voice to a normal decibel range. I'm too tired for this. I rub a hand to my forehead to stave off the headache. "Listen, asshole, I don't have your diamonds. Maybe Benny stole them from you." "This is not a game! I'm not someone you want to make angry." Maybe it's because we're thousands of miles apart. Maybe it's because I have a big hulky hero next door who has my back, but Mario doesn't scare me anymore. "Shut up, Mario. I won't listen to your shit."

I looked down at the hand that was now on my elbow. “I’m not going to let go of this hand. Get pissed if you want to. I need to speak with you.” Mario scratched his brow. “I’ve missed you. I’ve missed all of your sassiness.” He smiled sweetly. And from the way he looked, as if he couldn’t hurt a fly, I could tell he used this puppy eyes look a lot, and it worked for him. Now he’s pulling it on me, and it’s about to perform. But I’m not about to make it simple. “I have things to do.”

Lorenzo made his way to Mario pushing anyone who was in his way, trying as much as possible not to get too violent. Mario raised his hand to punch someone a second time in the nose when Lorenzo grabbed him by the wrists, interfering. Mario flared and turned around. "That's enough!" Lorenzo said, holding his hand firmly. "Let go!" Mario snarled, pulling his hand, but Lorenzo's grip was firm, holding him in place. Mario who held the person he was beating up by the neck, released the person and faced Lorenzo. He threw punches at Lorenzo, but Lorenzo skillfully blocked them and pushed him back.