Nico Di Angelo Boyfriend Mga Nobela at Kwento

“But you are......... Sebastian D’Angelo, a billionaire who’s obsessed with petal, His friend’s daughter. He became a sicko chasing after a forbidden desire and swore to protect her when no one else can. A selfish man hellbent on ruining everyone’s lives over a teenage girl. Protecting her from the evil eyes, he didn’t realize when lines blurred—and the blurrier the line, the easier it is to cross. Now nothing can stop him from keeping his Petal safe by his side forever.

The moment I answered, Elena’s sweet, sticky voice came through the speaker. “Honey, standing through the wedding wore me out. My back hurts. The baby just kicked again. Come keep me company.” Then the line went dead. My fingers tightened around the phone until my knuckles turned white. Before that call, an anonymous video had landed on my phone. Nicolo was wearing a groom’s suit. Elena stood beside him with a hand resting on her pregnant stomach. She was wearing my wedding dress. Her arm was looped through my fiancé’s as if she had won him fair and square.

Bianca was sold to a mafia lord at a very young age and all she could think about was getting revenge. Her plan was going well until the mafia lord's son, Nico, came into the picture. Nico was handsome and cold, brutal but calm. However, when he met Bianca, she brought out his troubled side. He didn't want her. She didn't care. In fact, she hated him. She felt he was emotionless and he felt she was too tough. Both were intrigued. ~♡~ "The only thing stopping me from taking you right here on this table, is that you belong to my father." His voice was tensed and I didn't need to see his face to know how he felt. "My father's whore." He added. I swallowed, hurt by his words. "You

He had allowed me to believe that his attention had returned to his wife and his empire. But he had been watching me. He knew where I worked. He knew about Ethan. He might even know that I was standing inside my apartment holding another man’s umbrella. Fear moved through me, but anger followed it. Nico was travelling through Europe with Bianca while demanding that I remain loyal to a relationship he had destroyed. He had chosen another woman, yet he still believed my life belonged to him. My fingers shook as I typed a reply. You don’t get to decide who comes near me anymore.

she walked towards a masked guy smiling. “ She's the one right?” The guy asked rhetorically as they hugged and kissed. What was I watching right now? “ Lio, this is Nico, my boyfriend,” she smiled as she introduced us. “ And Nico, this is Leona. Just call her Lio while we're here,” she said to him. “ That's supposed to be my line not yours,” I sighed before reaching my hand out to him for a handshake. “ Nice to meet you, Nico. Liliana has said a lot of things about you,” I emphasized, glancing over at Liliana who evaded my gaze.

The back door opened and Jonathan walked in. “Annika,” he asked, looking between me and Angelo, “ Are you ok?” “Yeah, just trying to deal with a stalker,” I jumped, smiling at him. “So he is the one?” Angelo growled out narrowing his eyes at Jonathan “And by ‘he is the one’ you mean my boyfriend right?” I smiled, “If that's your question, then the answer is yes, Jonathan is my boyfriend. Is there any problem?” I felt bad for using Jonathan but it was the only thing I could think of at the moment.

His hands tightened around my waist, a little more than before, as if knowing I wasn’t his alone made him want to claim me more fiercely. “So,” Nico began, a crooked smile playing at his lips, “I’ve been obsessed with Dante’s wife all this time.” He paused, then laughed low and rough. “Sleeping with her behind Dante’s back, no less.” I met his gaze, steady, waiting for what came next. “Tell me,” he said, voice teasing but edged with something sharper, “does Dante even know you’re La Rosa Nera?” I let the question hang for a moment, the truth twisting tight inside me.

CHAPTER 67: After the toll, the games begin Nico’s gaze quickly snapped to him, eyes narrowing suspiciously. “Why? Surely you don't think she's the one?” Nero raised a brow. “You seem to respond rather well to that name very well today.” “I don't know what you’re talking about?” “I'm really glad that you have your little crush and all that. But this isn't the time for romantic gestures for your new girlfriend—” Nico boiled over with frustration. “She’s not my girlfriend. And I don't have a crush on her,” he said through clenched teeth.

* * NIKOLAS Vincent, his cousin had snubbed this meeting, and Angelo had fucking disappeared. Nikolas swore that if he found Angelo in one of his rooms fucking any of the servants, he would kill him. It wouldn't be the first time he'd caught his friend's pants down with one of the maids__ Not even the second, or the third. Meeting with Valentina's family and some of his associates was wearing him out. Maybe he needed a drink or a smoke. Nikolas was forced to halt when he spotted Angelo, but his friend wasn't alone.

Angela forced her face off them and took a bottle of water from the table to quench the fire burning inside of her, the glass of juice was effectless. “Brat, he’s obviously doing all that to get to me”. She said in her mind, taking another long gulp of fruit juice down her throat. “Hello,how nice to see you again”. A man interrupted her thoughts, she turned to him, and found him familiar somehow. His height was close to Anyonio’s, the stunning hotshot had the captivating smile that got her hooked on. “I am sorry, do I know you?” Angela said in confusion. “My name is Nicholas,I am an actor,like your fiance,I am sure you don't know me,but I have seen you before” he said softly and offered a ha