Mick Riva Novels & Stories

And that was not something that I had to end, that is, of course, if we were to keep our reign up. “We are going to have to control them, Cosimo. They keep growing stronger, and if this proceeds, then they won’t only target Italy.” Mikhail, one of my Russian partners stated. Though human, the man was stronger than his kind. It was his recessive gene that took over in his case. He couldn’t shift despite being the son of two wolves. A shame for his bloodline. “As if you need to tell me what I already know.” I stated bluntly. The man shook his head at me, and I raised an eyebrow. “You doubt my word.”

My driver could outmaneuver Andretti on a bad day, no fear, just drive right through those fucks, they weren't expecting that shit, they expected us to try to evade fuck that shit. I had the phone to my ear and my other hand on her head holding her down even though nothing was getting through my shit, but you never know. "Who?" I got the answer and hung up, I guess the fucks wanted a war after all. "Who?" Mikey asked. "Stacco." If I had been paying closer attention I would've noticed the sudden tension in Arianna's body.

I was angry at myself for kissing Natalie. I was angry at her for kissing back. I was angry at Diego for interrupting us. I stared at the troubled expression on Diego’s face and immediately realised that whatever he was going to say next would only get me more upset. “Alpha Vincenzo has been killed “, he said.

I asked. "Alessandro Russo, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type" My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me at the lowest point of my life, and I was going to see him at the gala for the first time in a year. "I'll send you the rest of the details," Mateo states and hangs up, leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state. A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life I'd ever had and then destroyed it.

Mia teased. Gabrielle smirked at me in the mirror, almost like she knew something. Mia and Charlotte both smiled at each other and then looked at me smiling. I rolled my eyes and focused my attention on the road. I looked in my mirror to see if Vincenzo was following us. He was in a black maserati.

She was exceptional at it. She would handle this one too. She just needed to understand exactly what shape it had taken first. Her eyes drifted to the window, to the city below, to the afternoon light falling across the glass in long, warm angles. Riverside Racing. Fifteen million. Enzo Vitale. She turned the names over slowly, testing their edges, looking for the connections that would tell her what this was really about.

Far behind. "Good. Luna Leah, you can partner up with Margot and Chrissy." Ricky says, placing his arm around my waist with a smile and gesturing to Margot and Chrissy as they make their way toward us. "Wait. You expect me to race against a beta's mate and an omega?" she asks Ricky, chuckling. "What's wrong with that?" I ask, making her look at me irritatingly. "Do you feel incompetent against them?"

I notice Anthony's eyes widen as he pauses the clip and proceeds to zoom into the man in a suit. “Does he look familiar to you?” I asked him as he studied the person on the screen intently. Anthony taps the back of the tech guy, “Run the face of this guy in the system…I'm trying to recall where I know him from, he looks too familiar.” I brush my fingers at the sound of this. Another mole! The tech guys zoomed in, running the image through the system. It took him less than four minutes and the result was out "Ricardo Ramirez. He’s been Miss Sofia's bodyguard for years now." He explains showing us a clearer photo of Riccardo.

“What are you doing here?” “I am on vacation with my brother, I doubt that it would be the same case for you. To what do we owe the pleasure?” She asked, and Alessandro raised an eyebrow at the woman. “Alpha Ned? On vacation when he was beside Alaric a few weeks back? I doubt that you really do expect me to believe that, Rheniera.” He said, and the woman’s eyes met mine for a second. Alessandro turned to face me, and slowly extended his hand. I knew that he didn’t want me to proceed with the argument, no matter how tempted I was, in front of the woman. “My mate, Valerie Morozov.”

He realised when he received a call from his PA that he had been in a daze for two hours. Do you have the results? he asked. Yes Sir, Mike said. He is yours Sir, it’s a 99.9 percent match, he added confidently. Are you sure? S’bu asked. It was run three times Sir, Mike said. Cancel all my meetings, I’m going out of town, S’bu said. Will you be back on time to meet with Black Widow? Mike asked. Black Widow was an IT genius that S’bu and G had used in the past to track Mr J’s blackmailer. S’bu had arranged a meeting with him that afternoon.