Nico Di Angelo Aesthetic Novels & Stories

Ashley cried out, back arching against the cool mirror. “Look,” Nico commanded, turning her head toward their reflection. “Watch how perfectly you take your Daddy’s cock.” She couldn’t look away. The mirrors showed everything — Dante’s powerful body driving into her, muscles flexing, her own face flushed with unwanted pleasure, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Nico moved behind Dante, but then stepped to her side. He freed his thick cock and fed it into her mouth while Dante fucked her harder. “Such a good little slut for your Daddies,” Nico praised, voice rough as he slid deep into her throat. “Even when you’re angry, this pussy drips for us.”

high, I see don't get what he means by high, but whatever he says, I know I need to follow him. "and pls cover-up," he throws cloth at me, he must be very nice, I smile as I put on the clothes "that is a beautiful necklace," he say, I look down my naked, I didn't notice it, Alba has given me this necklace, the pendant is white crystal, is a holy necklace, the pendant will get black if I indulge in any evil things of the world, example, killing, sexual intercourse with human and many more, and if the pendant turns black it means, I'm a fallen angel and I will never be able to return to heaven, I shirk at the thought of it.

I explained as they crowded me with his arms folded. Jace leaned toward me with an expression of genuine horror, “You can’t have my fans seeing me all sweaty.” I stared at him. What an irony. I distinctly remembered him calling himself the hockey aesthetic just a few days ago… while being all sweaty. Before he could complain again, Nico walked past. “Nico!” He turned toward me, and I immediately grabbed his arm and dragged him into frame while he was still riding the high of practice. “How are you feeling after that win?”

Although I know for a fact that this college year will not wait for us to get ready, it will just intend to come through and finish. "Hey, Angelo! You can't come. Nerds are not allowed there!” Isa spat at Angelo. I laughed. There they go again. When these two are together, it's always like a dog and a cat! But then, Angelo's not a nerd at all, he just always wears glasses and studios so Isa teases him as a nerd. But in appearance, he looks angelic with his fair skin and has a confident aura. It's just that only being studios is his flaw.

I don’t know if that makes it better or worse. Soo studies me, his long muscular legs showcased in tight black jeans. With his hair back, I can see the straight sweep of his cheekbones and the sharp cut of his jawline. He’s beautiful, but so is Nicolo, and I’m reminded then that even the devil can look like an angel. “Do you have any requests? I can get you something, make you more comfortable.” “Why?” I spit. “So I owe you something too? Want to pop by for a hand job later to make sure I live up to the expectations of your clients?”

“You look beautiful when you smile, you don’t have to be shy with me, I am a friend of Antonio,an actor and also a producer. I don’t get why a beauty like you would fall for such a brat, he is very arrogant and self-centred,I also heard he smash men too” He whispered the last words but Angela's expression was nothing he expected. “With all due respect Mr Nicholas, I will be more than happy if you can leave Antonio out of our discussion and go straight to the point, we haven’t discussed anything other than Antonio since we arrived here and I don’t like it please”. She wondered how he could tell Antonio's real character from others blinded by beauty,maybe because he is a man or maybe he is a c

Ding! As soon Angelo entered and chose a seat for him to sit, his seat mates had moved closer to him. Angelo phoenix eye got a faint light of irritability when he lowered his small head in the pretence of arranging his books and notes but it quickly disappeared when he raised his head once again. He needs to have this persona maintained without flaws so he can leave a good impression on his fellow classmates so he won’t need to transfer schools again. He's very tired already. He smiles gently at the person who moved closer to him then settles his eyes at the top of the podium to listen to the Teacher who started his lesson that was interrupted like nothing happened and no one was ever late.

“You look beautiful when you smile, you don’t have to be shy with me, I am a friend of Antonio,an actor and also a producer. I don’t get why a beauty like you would fall for such a brat, he is very arrogant and self-centred,I also heard he smash men too” He whispered the last words but Angela's expression was nothing he expected. “With all due respect Mr Nicholas, I will be more than happy if you can leave Antonio out of our discussion and go straight to the point, we haven’t discussed anything other than Antonio since we arrived here and I don’t like it please”. She wondered how he could tell Antonio's real character from others blinded by beauty,maybe because he is a man or maybe he is a c

Nero’s eyes flashed with amusement for half a heartbeat. “You should be grateful I don’t redecorate it with yours, Nico. Because this—” He gestured sharply at Connor’s corpse. “—is the last of the many insults in as many days. Penultimately, yesterday’s fiasco. Now this.” He paused briefly, regarding Nico with simmering annoyance. “On second thought, tell me why I shouldn’t add your body to the growing decoration?” he asked, aiming the gun at him. Nico didn't flinch. He remained calm and his voice stayed even. “Because if you did, you would be getting rid of me, but the problem would still be there. And, you'd have nobody to terrorise all day?”

"No. I want to be the cause of your fading voice, no one else." Angelo tied his hair up into a mini man bun . It was thick and the length of his hair wasn't that long It was medium . " You're the one with the fading voice , I was outside jogging . Boy do you have a set of lungs on you. Thank goodness the walls are thick enough. " "I will add addictive to that list. " "You have list?" " yes I promise to share later . "