Mario On My Block Novels & Stories

she asked with a small frown and got but to work in Mario nodded and rose to his feet and walked to her, pulled out a chair, and prompt down opposite Sia "Are you one of those obsessive women who had some one-night stand with an unknown man and ends up falling for him the next day?" he said his words nonchalantly such that Sia didn't know how to react to Mario's sarcastic terms, she knew how Mario never held back anything and went on and said whatever his brain thought of, and now he was doing just that "What are you trying to say?"sia asked with irritation and Mario chuckled as if her words were so funny but when sia looked up at him with a death glare he zipped his mouth and pretended to t

"I'm ready for war, Mario, it's no more play time." Nick was fuming as he said those words. He looked at Mario who was still crouched down on the floor. "Are you ready?" Nick asked him. "Darn, ask me that again," Mario replied without interest. Nick was angry and stamped on Mario, but to his surprise, his feet went through Mario's body and he felt a cold hand on his neck strangling him. Mario disappeared from the floor and as Nick turned back, he noticed that it was Mario strangling him.

The door soon creaked open and Mario walked into the room with something in his hands, he walked over to the side of the room and openeded the window revealing the very clean and dark room, all though it was dark and scary it still looked neat and manly. "Please my prince let me go." Lara begged as she stared at him. He gently walked over to her with a blue rose in his hands and sat done next to her on the bed. "I don't know much about women and didn't know how to express my feelings in the right way so don't get scarred of me." Mario said and stared at her face. "But..but you slapped me... You nearly kill me... I can't marry you, you may hurt or kill me someday if I make you angry!"

Aaron stared at the flimsy-looking furniture, wondering about its safety. “You really have never done this, have you?” Zoey smirked. “Don’t worry, the chair won’t bite.” “Guess Mario doesn’t know what’s up after all,” said Aaron under his breath. “Did somebody say my name?” Aaron closed his eyes, pressed his lips into a smile, and turned around. “Hey Mario, buddy! Come and sit down for a sec.” “I thought you didn’t go to these kinds of places without like 10 bodyguards or something,” said Mario, giving Aaron a suspicious look.

The room fell silent, with all eyes on me, and I understood their shock. As someone who doesn't care about anyone outside of my family, my actions seemed suspicious, to say the least. I continued eating my dessert, unfazed by the attention. My dad cleared his throat, breaking the silence. "We all know Mario is very possessive of his properties," he said with a scoff, and the room erupted into laughter. Jose nodded in agreement, chuckling. "I remember when he was 12, he beat up the boy who asked Namiro to be his friend." The laughter grew louder, but Leonardo's gaze remained fixed on me, his expression disbelieving.

“All right. Enough with the family drama. Let’s get this over with before the others get a sniff of what we are doing here.” My mom is still frowning, but she walks deeper into the living room and settles on the couch with her arms crossed. I follow and sit awkwardly beside her, aware of how stiff she feels next to me. I look at Wilson. “So now, what?” “Now, we wait.” “Wait for what?” The front door opens again and a group of people marches inside. I recognize one of them at once. Mario?! “Okay… I think I am about to have a stroke,” I blurt out. “Can someone tell me what Mario is doing here?”

“But you’re not going to tell me.” He nodded. “Not now.” I narrowed my eyes at him and said, “Save it. I don’t want to know.” “Oh, you will.” A mischievous light entered his dark eyes. “I will be out of here before that.” The look he gave me told me that he didn’t believe it. But before I could say anything, loud footsteps sounded in the corridor outside and a moment later, Mario came into view, panting and looking red in the face. “I looked through the whole castle! Oh dio, le mie ossa.” He muttered under his breath and said, “Come now, ragazza. You have spent the whole day wandering about. Come have some food.”

Tyler "Well, we've done as you asked. What more do you want?" Mario, the surly butthead, asked, his voice dripping with skepticism. He should have shown that skepticism when I first tasked them with wrecking his nephew's home and possibly scaring off his girlfriend. However, neither of these two filthy, greedy, and super annoying individuals bothered to ask a single question about it.

His eyes, which were as cold as ice, met mine for a second before he looked at Mario. “Do you really believe that a spoiled brat like herself is going to be of any good for any of us?” He asked, and Mario took a deep breath. “The two of you are going to stop the nonsense that you are doing and you are going to be working with one another as you are supposed to. I am not going to be taking no for an answer, and if any of you doesn’t like it, please, by all means, there are hundreds of walls around; choose the one that you like and bang your head against it.” He said, looking between the two of us. “And when you are done with the banging, come and meet in the library.”

The sex slave struggle to do so but finally close her eyes shut and swallow hard while flinching her face in disgust. "Good girl." Mario said while patting her head. "Now get out!" he ordered. She quickly jumps out of bed butt naked and runs out of the room without any clothes on. She just wrapped her hands over her boobs for some coverage. Mario grabs a cigarette and lights it while he enjoys his morning. Then the phone rings again. It was the Colombian cartel. "Hey commander, how are you doing?" The caller asked. "Same old." Mario replied while releasing out smoke from his mouth