Nico De Angelo Novels & Stories

I say and smile. He gets behind me, and I start gridding my ass on him. We are dancing to the song LUV by Tory Lanez. He grips my hips, pulling me closer to him. I see Nick and Mila join us. I try not to look their way because Nick is looking at us like he wants to punish me and rip Logan apart.

Ethan replied but before Jacqueline could say anything her phone rang "Ciao Alejandro," she greeted "Sto bene, tu come stai?" she replied with a smile and Ethan watched her surprised she could speak Italian "Nessun problema, noi ci saremo," Ethan heard her say and she brought the phone down "So you speak Italian?" Ethan asked "Not fluently but yes," she replied "Okay, so that was my friend Alejandro. He is inviting us to the Casino tonight," she informed him "You can go, I am not interested," he replied moving his gaze away from her

“Angelo shouldn’t have died.” He looked shaken. I had never seen him like this before. He grabbed my shoulders and looked at me with desperation in his eyes. “You know what this means. Angelo is dead. Nico will become the head of the Bellini family, and that asshole won’t be easy to convince lending us more money. We’re already drowning in debt. If that drug fails, we’ll be under the Bellinis’ thumb.” His hands slipped from my shoulders.

Our long conversation was cut short when a man interrupted. "Sorry to interrupt but Luciano needs Ms. Martinez in his office." He spoke. He had a italian accent too. His curly hair sat on top of his head. He was about 6'1 and he had a nose peircing. He was wearing all black too. Does no one know what color is? Sam rolls her eyes and scoffs "That's Nico, Luciano's annoying right hand man." She say pointing to him. Nico sticks his middle finger at her. I stand up and Sam stands up after me, grabbing my arm. She begins dragging me towards the stairs.

I snap my mouth shut, smiling. Tomaso Greco is exactly what I expected and worse. He had silver hair and a smile that felt reassuring and dangerous at once. He steps forward, taking my hands in his. “Ah,” he says warmly. “Look at you. Absolutely stunning.” I smile politely. “Thank you,” “No wonder,” he adds, glancing at Nico, “he left my niece for you.” Nico stiffens beside me. “So,” Tomaso continues, turning back to me, still smiling. “Nico tells me you’re a model. Which agency are you with??”

“Fuck, I wouldn’t have wasted time either.” “Are you out of your mind? Keep that dirty mind to yourself. I’m not looking at my future Luna like that...!” “Yeah, play saint...” “Guys,” Ángelo’s voice cut in, low, and I’m sure he sensed me coming down the stairs. I glanced at Nino on the couch. He’d already built a whole tech setup around himself. He lifted his head, gave me a respectful nod. I nodded back. Then he put his headphones on again and locked onto the laptop like the unhinged geek he was, trying to figure out who the hell was getting into my security like it was their personal playground... and kept fucking with me.

Celestina stalked towards me closer and whispered with glee into my ears. " Yes...that's right...That tongue belonged to Nico's first son.I just wonder what Nico has to say to that" My breath seized as Milo inserted. " You don't know Nero De Santoro.He isn't called the Mafia God for nothing.If he couldn't get to Nico,he figured he have to do it through Robert,his twenty year old first son." I was suddenly cold all over and I was shaking.God knows what Nico would do now as retaliation..My children..

While still holding his cigarette, he blew the smoke and smirked. “Hah, looks like things are more interesting than I expected around here.” He chuckled. Angelo went back to the parking lot and got on his bike before driving away from there. Inside the restaurant, Nicolo was cleaning the table beside the window when he saw Angelo leaving, looking displeased. Angelo kept on driving his bike until he stopped in front of a black and white modern mansion. “I’m back, open the gate.” He ordered through the CCTV on the gate and a clicking sound was heard before the gate is opened and he rode his bike inside the mansion’s indoor parking area.

I accidently blurted out and they both looked at me. “You’re dating someone?” James asked “You sneak” Tattia said “no… wait… I didn’t mean..” I didn’t continue because the door opened and Dante walked in with Antonio and Gio behind him. In the past few weeks I’ve come to realize that Dante, Gio and Antonio were basically Kian, well what I knew of him. Antonio was a master manipulator I saw him work his magic on Serena and Gio was just evil if he wanted to be and Dante, well he didn’t really show much. I made it my mission to try and get a read on all of them.

I pass the baby to him. Niko cradles Angelo to his chest with one arm, the other going to the back of his head. “Why are you crying? Hmm? You're a big boy and big boys don’t cry" He murmured lowly but I heard him as I am close to the door "Why don’t you come with me, let's give your mama some peace yes? That’s a good boy” he mummers to a still crying Angelo who is now looking at his papa, a fat tear hanging on his eyelash.