Nico And Bianca Novels & Stories

Woken up in the middle of the night by a dead girl walking. She had no idea she was threatening the Don who owned every dock on the Chicago River. “Nico, are you fucking deaf? I said bring two bottles of Ace of Spades. Now!” On the other end of the line, Bianca’s voice was sharp enough to cut glass. I leaned back against the headboard in the penthouse, phone in hand, a cold smirk on my face. “Are you giving me an order?”

"That first night? Nico and I fucked in your study until dawn. We did it right on top of your precious Venice Biennale blueprints." My fingers twitched. "He said my tits are bigger and I'm a better lay." She sneered. "And watching you get played for a fool by those brothers the next morning? It was hilarious." I scoffed. "And how do you know it was Nico fucking you? How do you know it wasn't Marco?" Bianca's face twisted. "What the hell are you talking about?" "They're identical twins. In the dark, can you really tell?" I tilted my head, smirking. "Maybe you're just flattering yourself."

Bianca and I were tied on opposite ends of a huge mountain of explosives with about 30 feet separating us. The Don of the Genovese family video-called Dante and said, "Long time no see, Don Luciano. I have both your woman and your lover. Either hand over your territory to the port, or choose only one of them to take with you. The one you leave behind will be blown into smithereens with the ruins." Dante rushed to the ruins with his subordinates in tow. A steely expression crossed his face when he saw Bianca and me tied to the poles.

Six years ago, when the Berlandi family accused Nico Valenti of leaking their financial records, I found the evidence that proved him innocent. When they still refused to take him back, I mortgaged my mother's restaurant and put everything I owned on the line for him. With my backing, Nico eventually became the person in charge of Saint Vito Port. He promised that at this year's council meeting, he would openly introduce me as his wife. But that night, I was stranded at Blackwater Docks. I called Nico for help twelve times. He never came. Instead, he was at the council giving my pin to my best friend, Bianca Rossi, and letting her take my seat as his wife. When Bianca finally answered my cal

Nicholas and Bianca stared back at me from the page. The photograph had been taken somewhere along the French Riviera. Bianca stood beside a white railing with the sea behind her, wearing a pale blue dress and enormous sunglasses. Nico’s arm rested around her waist. He wore a white shirt with the sleeves folded to his forearms, and although he wasn’t smiling, the expression on his face appeared softer than the one he showed the rest of the world. The headline stretched above them in elegant gold letters. THE CONTINIS: ITALY’S NEW POWER COUPLE

The drive to the Plaza passed in silence. Streetlights swept across the back of the SUV, catching the deep blue of Bianca's gown before fading into shadow. Beside her, Enzo stared ahead, calm and unreadable. The SUV rolled beneath the Plaza's grand entrance and came to a stop. Enzo stepped out first. He turned and, without a word, held out his arm. A small flutter caught in Bianca's chest, and she steadied herself, slipped her hand into the crook of his elbow, and stepped into the lights.

“I was starting to think Conti finally scared you into hiding.” Oriana took the armchair opposite her. “That would require him to be frightening.” Violetta barked out a laugh. “Oh, I like you.” Nica appeared a moment later with tea for Oriana without needing to ask. Violetta watched this happen with interest. “She likes you too,” she said once Nica left. “Nica likes everyone.” “No,” Violetta said immediately. “She absolutely does not.” Oriana smiled into her tea. Rain filled the silence for a minute.

I don’t know how to repay her. “I am ready, babe. Let's go already.” Carlos said from behind me. He was fully dressed, and he looked really handsome as usual. We get out of the house and Nica is outside. “Let's hurry, my friend. We have only ten minutes left.” She says.

I hope that can change with Violetta being in Sofia’s life. I push thoughts of my sister aside for the moment and focus on my current task. Nico has invited me to some clinic that hasn’t even opened up. I look at the name on the door that reads Angel Clinic. I’m intrigued in what Nico is scheming. Nico is a good businessman. His understanding of financial and investments is impressive. The three of us each bring a strength to our trinity. The Italian trinity that is going to make sure we solidify our place in the underworld.

“We will get this woman and find out who is behind it, then I will throw you the most lavish wedding your heart could ever possibly desire. I want the entire world to know you are my Queen, Lucky Gianluca. I want everyone to know that you are my equal, that you will be the mother of our children.” My heart seems to flip and soar at the same time. There was a time not that long ago I’d have scoffed in his face and flipped him the finger but not this evening, not now. He is vulnerable and even though he is trying to be brave and strong for us, and declaring his heart to me, I know that Nico is scared of what can happen to his family, to me, to himself. “You know, Princess that when I have foun