Massimo Twin Brother Novels & Stories

to it. Renzo's got two brothers, Luca and Marco. Luca's the oldest, and Marco's the youngest—an artist, by the way. Luca and Renzo were five and eight years older than the twins, but they were still awesome big brothers. They taught her how to swim, and Renzo would threaten any guy who looked at her or Alessia twice. Marco's a year older than the twins, so they were pretty close. Luca is happily married, his wife Vivian, they are pregnant with their second child—and get this; she is a real-life princess—which is cool as hell,.

Her father - Pablo Fabrizio. Everything pointed to him—but a shadow of doubt lingered, twisting and curling like smoke she couldn’t clear. Why? Why would he do it? Was loyalty to Drake de Marco enough to kill the woman he married? Massimo entered the room, his presence as commanding as ever. His shirt sleeves were rolled up, exposing his forearms, the ink of his tattoos dark against his skin. He carried a glass of whiskey in one hand, but his gaze never left her. "You're too quiet," he said, his voice a low rumble as he approached.

Which is why he was so annoyed she was talking to one of her family members—those rats always seemed to make her frown. Elena met Massimo downstairs. Together, they shared what they had found out. "Of course it's Tyler again," Massimo gritted out. "I don't know why you even bothered treating that man." "Because I'm a doctor," Elena argued. "You're my doctor," Massimo retorted. "And I didn't need or even want you to treat him." Elena didn't understand why Massimo was so annoyed by this. "He's my brother," she said simply.

Knight says immediately. “Fiance,” Massimo counters. As the words leave their lips, they shoot each other twin glares, and the rivalry between them is almost visible. “Who the fuck is your fiance?” Knight growls. “She’s my mate and carrying my pup!” “I told you the pup isn’t yours!” Massimo snaps. “And we’ve already agreed to be married.” “So this is the baby daddy and fiance,” Winley whispers, looking to Knight and Massimo, who are all but holding back their urge to kill each other. “Lucky girl.”

"I warn you from now, Massimo. I never believe you because I know your disgusting track record. Arnold is indeed a dumb brother, because he made a huge mistake in trusting a stupid man like you, and time will tell that I am right. If one day you dare to make My Precious cry or even dare to beat her, I swear to God that I will kill you. I am not playing games, and I will prove it." That old man, who has a height of one hundred and eighty-five centimeters, deliberately emphasized word for word to Massimo. He did not hesitate to glance at his younger brother when he said the second sentence. The two men whose names had been mentioned by Gregory were feeling emotional, but they restrained themse

I sighed loudly, closing my eyes as I held my head. “I cracked it all, buddy, but planning to kill your own blood isn’t going to get you anywhere higher. Instead, you will be breaking one of the table’s rules. That can get you out of the business, you know that, death would be your destiny,” I growled in frustration, turning my gaze at him. “What he fucking did to me was brotherly?” I lashed. “No. What he did is not accepted by any of us. He stabbed us in our backs.” Massimo calmly stated, even his smooth voice wasn’t enough to calm my nerves. I needed to be in Jennifer’s fragile arms. Only that could give me a sigh of relief.

“Not when that bastard is coming towards me and holding the simpleton beside him. Truly, there was another man beside him. To tell the truth, the three brothers are drop dead gorgeous, but this one is a piece of art and a mixture of trouble. He had a smug on his face that said “ I know I am handsome” They both got to where we were standing. I expected Vittorrio to extend a handshake to the other man if not to Massimo. However, he did the opposite. He took the moment to dip his hands in his pocket. His eyes were blazing with anger. Massimo on the other hand was enjoying the scene. He slurped his drink rather too loudly that it began to irk me. “I never thought the day that I'll see you again

The eyes. That blue shitty eyes. "How is it even possible? Luciano and I are identical, just few people can tell the difference between us," I asked in confusion. "Massimo isn't supposed to be alive but few days after he was born, some people were after his life so I hid him till everything died down. That's why he's still alive," He explained. Massimo is my brother! No wonder I feel connected with him. "Does Massimo and Luciano know about this?" I asked still in shock.

He just looked at me, my fangs an inch from his face, and slowly … slowly … he smiled. “Did you just bare your fangs at me, brother?” His voice was soft. Almost delighted. Like I’d finally given him something he’d been waiting for. I should have let him go. I knew I should. This was my brother. My twin. The other half of the only family I had left after our mother died. I didn’t let him go. Because he was right, and that was the worst part. He’d named the thing I’d been refusing to say out loud for weeks. It wasn’t her power. It wasn’t her bloodline.

Then I took shower and did all the morning routine. When I left the room I saw Alex was sitting on the dining table looking at his laptop and when I stood behind him I saw that it was the news about me and Josephine. Someone ahs dug out my history being twin sister of Josephine and also that how my sister is a professional at winning the competitions but this time the twin who has not even won a school competition wins the international competition. There was also the news that how I disregard my family and is now living as a mistress to a rich man. It also said that how I am jealous of my sister and always try to harm her. There was also a speculation in the article that I might have stolen