Nico De Angelo Novels & Stories

“I want to leave the apartment. I need to get out and breathe fresh air.” “Open a window,” he said. “Seriously, Nicholas?” I said in annoyance. “That’s not?—” “Angel, I have to go. Lorenzo will take you to my place, and I’ll fuck you all night when I get back. Would that make you feel better? To have that sass fucked out of you?” he jested. “You ass?—” “The answer is still no. That’s my final answer.” I was ready to unleash the tirade brewing inside me when I heard the unmistakable sound of the line disconnecting.

Marcus says. “Then I guess your memory is a bit foggy because Mr Angelo is straight, he just has a weird way to show he cares or wants something.” “Yeah defend him, I don’t blame you. You haven’t been here longer than any of us so you are really short in information.” Marcus says. “What do you mean?” “It is no new news. Mr Angelo’s ex-fiancee. Since that hot chick Susanna walked out of Mr Angelo’s life he hasn’t been the same and it can be possible he is trying to find love elsewhere aside from hooking up with random girls.” Marcus speaks boldly.

He looks so cute. I'll ignore the fact that he just called me Cherry and held my hand. "I'll do it. But only because you look so cute." He smirked and winked, "Thanks Angel, but I'm not cute, I'm sexy and I know it!" And here comes his cocky self. Concieted bastard! ***** Bloom M.

His mustache was a mixture of gray and black hair, which slightly covered his upper lip. He was wearing a black Desmond Merrion Supreme Bespoke suit and a Louis Vuitton Manhattan shoe and In his right hand, was a can of LAB Split. Not being impressed by what he wore, Cordelia looked away, and said, “I don’t do beer, give me your finest whiskey.” The man that approached her was Senator Ivan, a member of the Croatian parliament, and one of the richest men in Croatia. He was known to be one of the most lavish spenders in all clubs in town, and so he was highly respected by all the bar owners.

“ Can you get me my cocaine? “ Nik asked. She shook her head and Nikolai laughed. “ You are useless then. You should have thought about all this before you went and crossed me. Do I look like a pussy to you, Claire? Because you thought I was a pussy. If you cross the wrong person you die. “ Nik said and stood up. He gestured for Anabelle to do her thing and then left, with me following closely behind him. Lorenzo did too. Lately, he had been quiet. “ What will we do about the lost cocaine? “ I asked. “ It’s gone by now. They already resold it. Maybe they sold it in another place. You can’t sit on cocaine that is worth ten million. “ Lorenzo answered. Nikolai took out his phone and started di

He laughs, “ You just couldn't wait, could you?” “ There is something important to me that I needed to retrieve.” “ Fuck that shit! You think I am angry about sneaking you out of the club?” “ Then what are you angry about?” He laughs like a maniac and finally drops my hand. “Fuck this shit, you know what, I am too sober for this shit.” He takes out his signature cigar and walks away, leaving me behind with Santino, who stopped in his tracks to watch the drama in front of him.

“You two are going to be…” Nicolas let go of Angelina and getting down on his knee in front of Aiden, he grabbed him by his collar and forced him to look him in the eye “come again?” “Tyler?” He asked, frowning in confusion. “Nicolas D’Angelo” Nicolas answered coldly. He grabbed his chin, and digging his fingers in his jaw, the man flinched, trying to move from his grip; however, Nicolas simply tightened it, drawing out blood. I looked at Dante who glared at me, clearly annoyed by what he just saw happening, but putting a hand on my waist, his touch was gentle despite the anger “what are you going to do?”

He said and left. Five minutes later, they returned to the booth and Nico leaned close to her and whispered in her ear. "é pulito." (He is clean.) She had ordered him to check Nicholas for any recording device or weapon. She nodded her head and pointed to the chair on her right. "Have a seat." She did not want him to attract any more attention. She poured herself a glass of sprite as Nico sat down beside her. "Have a drink." She said to Nicholas. "No, I'm fine."

I hold on firmly to the cabinet so that I wouldn't lose my balance. "Ego Bastiana consecro et benedico istum circulum per nomine Dei Altissimi, in hec scripta, ut sit mihi et omnibus scutum et protectio Dei Fortissimi, Elohim Invictus, protestatis gerum contra hexes spiritus. In nomine Dei Patres, Dei Felii, et Dei Spiritus Sancti, Amen!"

Yes, it's worth the risk, it has to be. I look around us and see that we are on a long pathway. It is straight and flat, and probably the perfect time to lose my sight for a few seconds. I open my link to Nick and feel utter devastation when I realise that he must have his link blocked. Fuck! fuck! fuck! What am I going to do now? How am I going to get out of this?