Mr Love Novels & Stories

He wastched us both suspicously, then said, "Vince, I see you met my daughter." His name is Vince? "I'm Sofia. It was a pleasure to meet you." I indroduce myself to 'Vince'. "Vincenzo Moretti." He said in a deep voice. He had an accent. "Vincenzo is the Italian Don." My papa said to me. That explained his sexy accent. Did I just call his accent sexy? "Why are you having a meeting with the Italian Don?" I ask, confused. "I'll explain later, now come, your mama made breakfast." He answered.

He questioned with slight mockery. I invited myself to sit in the chair across him, as I held the book to my chest. For a moment I quietly watched Vito type away on his keyboard. He had taken off his blazer and rolled up his sleeves to elbows. His eyes were red and tired but he showed no sign of retiring soon. "I'm sorry about what I said," I blurted out. "I shouldn't have accused you of something like that." Suddenly Vito slammed his laptop shut. "Something like that?" He scoffed. "I run the fucking Mafia. Do you think I ask for every girl I want? No. I take, because no one owes me anything. Get out of my office. "

Choosing and Loving Damon McCartny Becket is one of my greatest decision in life. Damon McCartny Becket who is known to be the serious and intimidating CEO of McCompany, whom everyone fears are also now happily living his life with me, Felicity Centola, a vibrant fierce, and vocal woman with whom he fell in love. Loving Mr. CEO is the greatest thing I thanked myself for.

Marcus It was a relief to finally know the big secret that had nearly torn us apart. After Simon’s story, I feel lighter, and his confession of love still has me giddy. I really must be the luckiest guy in the world to have such a perfect man love me. I can’t wait to go home and start the rest of my life with my boyfriend. My very first boyfriend. Today I have my last therapy session with Doctor Moustache. “How are you feeling about going home?” he asks, pen poised to write whatever it is he is always writing.

Loyal and ready to burn the world for her. She nodded. “Thank you.” Then she turned back to Mr. Rogers, who was grinning. “I’ll do it,” she said. “But tell me… who’s the man?” His smile dropped. “Oh, he’s very well known for his ruthlessness and coldness. The type who doesn’t forgive debts or people.” He stepped closer and whispered the name like a death sentence. “Massimo Hollingsworth.” Katherine froze. It felt like the air had been punched out of her lungs.

Liam caught Malcolm's subtle expressions and saw that he was troubled and worried. Liam then asked softly, "Who's Rhett?" Malcolm smiled miserably and answered, "Mr. Cole, Rhett is the secretary of state of Mirstone. He's a powerful man, only second to the governor. He was the former mayor of Drunham City. The current governor trusts him a lot, so he was almost acting on behalf of the governor. He's not someone I could mess with or disobey.

one of the captors explained coolly. 'Morelio! Shit!' Roger felt a surge of anxiety, bordering on panic, especially as they led him into the opulent suite of the Irish man. Only then did he discover the true identity of the man he had borrowed money from. Morelio is a notorious Irish mob leader. This wasn't a mere financial transaction; he had unwittingly tangled himself in the dangerous web of organized crime. However, the pressing issue was the stark reality that his bank account had been completely drained of funds.

This time on my way out of the building I felt every stare and some even glares and my usual confidence diminished. I'm supposed to be known as the user of men, the humble pie that eliblge bachelors ate but now it seemed i was nothing but the boss's bed warmer. Now at the lobby I didn't dare turn to the reception I could feel her eyes looking and mocking at me. I could breath way more easily as soon I stepped outside the building with Mr Brown. I wasn't surprised to see even he drove s super luxury car, (The latest Tesla Motor.) he is one of the best damn lawyer the United States had to offer.

Dmitri spat out blood in my direction, an act of disrespect. I stood up from the chair and walked closer to him, raising his chin so he could take a look at me. "Unlike your miserable father, I am the biggest Mafia Lord in the entire city. Every single one of my enemies fears me, and they all have the right to do so. I am showing you mercy by exchanging your freedom for that of your sister, you should be thankful." I let go afterward, and with one last look at him, I walked out of the room.

Zayne asked as I got off the seat. " Yeah, that's exactly what I did... Oh Zayne, I'll keep you updated." I shot a smile at him and put my sun shades back and drove back to the supermarket to get goodies. Afterwards I drove to a different side of town and parked in front of the large mansion owned by the most popular billionaire in the city. I rang the doorbell holding a bunch of gifts and presents and wearing a broad smile on my face, as the door flew open, I was greeted by Michelle, William's mother, except she had a very surprised look on her face.