Milo Ventimiglia Hot Novels & Stories

Beside me in the driver's seat, Camille turned on the stereo, blaring loud music. “Woo-hoo!” She yelped in excitement, gripping the steering wheels tighter. “My best friend is single again!” I laughed, forgetting about my broken heart for a second. “Don’t be so dramatic, Camille.” “I’ll be dramatic all I want, babes. Anyway, guess where we’re celebrating at tonight?” I shrugged. Her brows danced teasingly as she announced; “To Velvet Vibe, baby! Beverly Hill’s most exclusive underground strip club. We’re pole dancing for rich, hot Hollywood daddies tonight.”

Equipped with bulletproof glass, secret rooms, and 24-hour security guarded by the specially trained personnel of the British Special Forces, it was the best choice for him, being the son of a conglomerate. For those who don't know, Sebastian Edwardo Martin was a 30-year-old man of Scottish descent. He had a tall and lean physique, hazel eyes, and a strong jawline. His outgoing and humble personality made Edward easily attract attention from many people. However, due to his commitment-free philosophy and aversion to the idea of being tied down, Edward had not been in a serious relationship with any woman. This made it difficult for him to fulfill his father Alexander's request to get married

replied Vicktor. “Help him, Vik, help both of my sons,” pleaded Vittore. “That’s what I am doing. I am making sure Venturi becomes the next Supreme boss,” said Vicktor. “I trust you,” said Vittore. “But I don’t trust you. Don’t even think of crossing me, Vittore. You know what will happen if you do,” warned Vicktor. “I will never betray you,” Vittore gulped with fear. In the Venturi Mansion on the other side of the town, Michelangelo was constantly looking at his phone while sitting on his couch. Both Severino and Michelangelo were in their robes watching TV while the cook was preparing dinner for them.

I had been so caught up in staring at Milo that I barely looked at my surroundings. I turned around to look at the man with an Italian accent. He was hot but he couldn't compare to Milo. He was tall and muscular too but he was more on the lean side. He was clean-shaven and his dark hair was slicked back. "Who says I'm here alone?" I asked. "You keep staring at Milomir. Are you one of his mistresses?" He asked. I looked at Milo instinctively and his eyes met mine. If he was shocked to see me, he didn't show it. He immediately looked away and pretended like he didn't know me. He pulled his date closer and she blushed and giggled.

Then Victor spoke, his voice quiet but serious in the afterglow. “We got another message today.” I tensed between them. Nico’s arm tightened around my waist, his hand instinctively moving to rest on my rounded belly. “From who?” I asked, my voice still hoarse. Victor sat up slowly, running a hand through his dark hair. “Marco Rossi sent a direct threat through one of my remaining contacts. He’s offering ten million for each of our heads and twenty million for you, alive. He says the child belongs to the Moretti family and he will raise it himself if we refuse to hand you over.”

“Oh! Your meeting is so intriguing. Sir Gio may have been jealous of that man. Is he married yet?” “I didn’t even ask! He wants to talk to me again in case I don’t ask for his number. Wait, let’s look on F******k so we can see his profile.” “Oh! I want that to excite me to see him.” They browsed F*, and that’s when they saw Miguel’s profile. They were surprised when they saw Miguel’s profile and his about. He turned out to be a model in an advertising company and became a supporting actor in a series of movies. Naneth couldn’t believe that a lame and unkempt best friend of hers was now famous.

“This is another attack but we have each other. Look at me, Maya. Breathe slow. We call Elena and Damien. They can help contain it.” My phone rang then, the sound loud in the small room. Havisham’s name showed on the screen. I stared at it, my body went cold. Liam nodded for me to answer, his hand stayed on my shoulder. “Hello, sir,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady. “I saw the video. It was not my choice. Someone recorded us.” Havisham’s voice came through sharp and cold. “You let him touch you again,” he replied. “After promising me total obedience. The video is everywhere, Maya. My business partners are calling. You embarrassed me. Come to the office now. We will discuss your punish

Every stroke hit Milo's prostate dead on. "Good boy," Vance whispered hotly into Milo's ear. "Take my cock while the staff is right in the next room. You feel that? That is my fat cock stretching your tight little hole. You are nothing but a receptacle for my cum, boy. A cum dump for the hotel manager." Milo was shaking violently. He stared at his own reflection in the dark glass of the hotel window. He looked completely wrecked. His lips were swollen, his face was flushed, and his cock was bouncing against the side of the room service cart with every thrust.

"We have a few hours before someone comes to disturb us, so try to sleep, we'll have a busy night at the club tonight." Kiara remained silent as she stared at him, not believing that he had held her in his arms. This must be a dream. Every situation with him seems unreal! He hugged her entire body with his body to sleep with her head on top of his chest his masculine scent made her limbs tremble again.. Kiara watched him sleep peacefully.. His name is Angelo from Angel of Angel perfectly suited to his appearance now he looks like an angel seeing his calm angelic face in this condition you would never guess he is a mafia boss! Angelo's steady breath made her eyelids fall asleep easily.

Unable to deny it, Alan shrugged. "But I'm sure Nicklaus and Eliot won't be able to bribe them to keep quiet, because this is a big case. Victoria Miller is a supermodel with fans all over the world. She's like Princess Diana and Marilyn Monroe. People will be excited to hear news about her," Edward replied. "I'm starting to wonder if news about Victoria will go viral after this," Alan muttered. "Definitely. David is the vengeful type. He'll spread it by any means necessary. Nicklaus must have broken their agreement," Jack agreed.