Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo Book Series

Nico was the eldest of the DeLuca brothers, followed by Adrian, who passed away, Enzo, the enforcer, and Nero, the New York King. She didn’t like me after she overheard a conversation she heard me have over the phone about getting rid of a woman. It didn’t help that when she questioned me about it, I couldn’t explain what I had been talking about. It didn’t help that the conversation she overheard me having was right after Nero was threatened by a vigilante group called the Sovereign Justice, who went after bad, rich, and powerful men, with a video of him killing a sixteen-year-old girl when he was also sixteen.

"Twelve years with the family and eight working directly with Dante." "And you're loyal to him." "Completely." I looked at the stone wall at the far end of the path. Four meters at least with a smooth face and nothing to grip. "Even knowing what he does." Nico was quiet for a moment in the thinking way rather than the defensive way, like someone who had sat with that question before and arrived somewhere honest about it. "There are worse men running worse things in this city and I've seen them up close," he said glancing at me sideways. "Dante has lines he doesn't cross and that matters more than people think."

We left the motel office together and climbed into his car. "We'll find him," Nic said, squeezing my shoulder. "You know that.” "I don't know what I'll do if he..." "Don't even think like that," Nic growled. "We'll find him and he'll be fine. Six knows how to survive." "Angelo has him." Nic's eyes widened. "What the fuck?" "Yeah. Text Dario and tell him to dig into Angelo. I know everyone was vetted, but things change. I want to know what he's been up to in the past few years."

“Not so fast, baby. You don’t get to fall apart just yet.” "let my cock handeled it" . Then Nico rose from the bed and stood beside it. I followed him with my eyes, still searching for words that wouldn’t come. He unfastened his belt with practised ease. I tried to look away, but he caught the movement, and a faint, knowing smirk appeared on his face. The remaining fabric fell silently to the floor. My breath caught. Nico stood before me without the polished armour he wore for the rest of the world. The hunger in his expression was unmistakable, but something deeper lived beneath it—months of anger, longing, and obsession stripped bare.

Elijah and I looked at one another then at him “there’s a picture in my left pocket, pull it out, maybe you’d recognize the man” His voice was stable as he spoke, but the black circles under his eyes, how much weight he seemed to have lost, and even his drowsiness told me that he wasn’t mentally stable. Elijah put his hand on my thigh, stopping me from getting up, and doing it himself. He walked toward him, and pulled out the picture, and handed it to me without looking at it. I knew who the man was. However, I wasn’t stupid as to get into such a case with a person like him, we weren’t even in charge of him in this department. “Lorenzo D’Angelo” Elijah stated sitting beside me “what does a m

Angelo’s POV I had imagined this moment many times before in the past, but it’s a lot different now that I was living it than it was in my head. In my imagination, it was a much bigger event, maybe at a different destination. My brother did have a flair for these sorts of things, but now we were at the hall in the mansion. I saw Nico from across the room, with his hands around the shoulders of an older woman, whispering something in her ear. When he met my gaze, he waved at me and began to walk towards us. Lorenzo hadn’t left my side all day. The only place he hadn’t followed me to yet was the bathroom. His hawk-like eyes scanned the whole room, determined to be my bodyguard all night.

It wasn’t the right time. "The things we booked will arrive in the morning okay. Its Sunday tomorrow, let’s go city hunting. Picnic hmmm"? He combed Liam's hair with his fingers, trying to tone down his thumping heart. He was Jeffery's baby brother. Lucas was a mafia. He shouldn’t involve Liam in all his mess. He should not involve Liam in the game of death.

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.

Book two in the series is: Submitting To The Devil - The Devils Snare - Book Two Synopsis: Fate has entwined the lives of Bianca and Niko through a reluctant, forced marriage, thrusting her into a world she never imagined. As she navigates the complexities of her new life, Bianca feels herself gradually succumbing to the enigmatic devil she is bound to call her husband. Niko, has magnetic presence and piercing gaze, possesses a rare ability to dismantle her carefully constructed defenses, awakening within her a whirlwind of emotions she never knew existed. In this tumultuous sea of conflicting feelings, Bianca is left to ponder a haunting question: what does one do when escape feels impossib

It was pass seven in the night and we were headed to one of the nightclub owned by L'Angelo. Santino had assured me that there was no way, L'Angelo would be there. He was currently in a meeting with the Niccolo's. Another Mafiosi family. "What is he doing with the Niccolo's?" I asked and shrugged. "Maybe marriage? or their just drinking up everything. Laurel wants to run her own squad and her dear Daddy wants L'Angelos help in return for something." Santino said. "Oh." I nodded. The same Laurel I found him kissing in the basement that day.