Milo Ventimiglia Hot Novels & Stories

Diego and Valentino are still making eayes at each other. Last week, mama invited the Moretti's for dinner, Isabelle (their mother) is also like mama, I think they might become best friends and Antonio (their father) is very intimidating I see where Vincenzo gets it from. Unfortunately, Vincenzo didn't come, I don't know why, but I was upset the whole dinner because of it.

"I signed the contract with Milo in secret and took a flight to Memphis the day after that. My family and my club had no idea where I had gone. In the eyes of the club, I'm a traitor, and traitors are taken care of." "This is heavy," Johnny whispered, leaning back into the couch. Damien laughed. "This is a joke, right? Some elaborate joke? I mean, come on, Mia! You can't expect us to believe all of this, right? It sounds like a plot for a movie. Did you hire this guy to take out Milo? Because if so, count me in." "Who the fuck is Milo?" Alexander bit out, puffing out his chest again. "Milo is her manager and boyfriend," Johnny replied.

“You are nothing to me, Mila.” His words were filthy. Degrading. They should have made me cry. Instead, they made my core clench with a sudden, violent wave of wetness. “You are delusional.” He growled. “You were a charity case, Mila. A favor to my VP. A broken bird I had to stitch up so my brother wouldn't lose his mind.” “Liar.” I breathed against his lips. “I am not lying.” He growled, grinding his hips against mine. “I could have fucked anyone. Any of the club whores. You were just the closest warm body.”

He was raised to win through life. Well, the truth was he had no real friends, but he had real enemies, lots of them! “Is Stella here?” Voice of the VIP guest asked Wimon. The waitress looked up at the tall figure, wearing a T-shirt with a leather jacket and pale jeans. The face was so attractively handsome, his deep blue eyes were so sharp, too powerful for Wimon to stare at. When he took off his jacket, hanged it on the back of the chair, the tattoos on both of his arms appeared. The staff here knew that he was one of the powerful businessmen in the city.

Were we too mindless? MILO ELLIS HOLDING HANDS WITH ANOTHER GIRL WHO IS THE GIRL THAT WAS SEEN WITH MILO ELLIS? MILO ELLIS CHEATING ON ODETTE SIMPSON? MILO ELLIS IS IN LOVE WITH A FAN? MILO ELLIS IS HAVING A SECRET AFFAIR WITH A FAN ZENETTES: MILO WOULD NEVER DO THAT, HE LOVES ODETTE ZENETTES: THAT GIRL MUST BE SO DESPERATE, SHE IS USING MILO

Camila The taste of cold lemonade filled my tastebuds as I gazed over the beach. It has only been a week since we've been in Italy, and it wasn't all that bad. Elijah wasn't a total scum as I thought, but I will never let my guard down. He's a Camorra, I never trust one, except Mira, you can't not trust Mira, she's one in a million and will most definitely fight for your trust.

“I’m going.” “Don’t!” Celeste grabbed his arm. “Please. We’ll think of something.” “There’s no time.” He kissed her hard, one last time. “If I don’t make it out, remember that I love you. Everything I did — it was for you.” 10 seconds. “Wait!” Mila shouted. “I remembered something — something from the Belmont files!” 5 seconds. “What?” Celeste demanded. “The people who have Elena… I know who they work for.”

MARIPOSA POV “Yeah, so what are you doing here? You fucking deceived me and made me look like a goddamm fool for falling for you. Infact get the fuck out of my sight, I'm tired of seeing your ugly face. And if I do one more second, I'm sure I will be arrested soon for murder. We don't want that right?” I asked him with a creepy smile on my face, and he smiled. “Your red lips is doing so much to me already. Look,I'm fucking hard already as always, I have told you. Your anger turns me on, Lilith.”

His back is now on the bed, his head on my lap and his face was up facing the sky. "Yh, between you and Eva?" I caressed his hair. "Well, I wanted to get to the end of the case so I hired a detective. He was the one I was talking to on the phone. He told me who was behind the video being released" he explained. "That's good. But who is the person?" I asked, unable to understand why he's sad. "Good? It is far from good Genna. The person was no other than Molly" he said

My name, Ares Delgado, was familiar amongst everyone. I strolled into the club, and everyone got out of my way, and the wolves bowed gently at me not to raise any suspicion. The loud music rang in my head and I headed for the VIP section. I could see Victor ahead, but his eyes were fixed on the stripper dancing in front of him. Mila, Victor's girlfriend, was human with blonde hair and bright blue eyes. She was beautiful no doubt but I wondered why Victor was attracted to such a weak person. I strolled towards him, taking a seat just beside him as his gaze finally turned to me. And as usual, no emotions were in them but I could see the slight surprise in his eyes at my presence.