Nico Di Angelo Fanfiction

"You thought being pregnant would make you Mrs Rossi??" He growled, gripping my chin tighter between his fingers. I frantically shook my head, let alone being his wife. The thought of marriage alone never crossed my mind. My everything trembled in fear of his anger ...I had never seen this side of him. Warm fresh tears streamed down my cheeks like waterfalls as I tried to pry his hand away from my face, but his grip only grew tighter …so tight I could feel cracks forming on my jawline like streams to an ocean. "You were wrong" he punched me in the face. The force of his punch forced me to fall back on the ground and scrape my elbows when I used them to break the fall. I couldn't feel my nose and the sudden metallic taste in my mouth only enlightened me on the reason why, he broke my nose. As if that wasn't enough pain already he moved closer to me and, gripping a fist full of my hair pulled my head up and punched me again. " ...I love my wife" he stated, the truth I failed to see or perhaps simply ignored all that time I spent clinging to him. When her love takes everything away from her, Angela is left with nothing but hate and need for revenge. She returns back to her homeland after two years of living abroad with a new identity, determined to make everyone who had hurt her and her family pay. Everything takes a complicated turn for the worst when she unintentionally falls in love with her next victim on her death list... Nico Magliolo, her ex-lover's/enemy's son. Continue reading to find out what happens when Nico finds out the truth about the woman he loves...

Torn between the billionaire who broke her and the mafia prince who’d kill to keep her. Three years ago, Victor Kane—cold, powerful billionaire—shattered Isabella "Bella" Moretti with one cruel sentence: “You’re too fragile for my world.” He walked away, leaving her heartbroken on the marble floors of his Manhattan penthouse. She rebuilt her life in Brooklyn’s shadows, vowing never to return to his glittering, controlling empire. But Victor doesn’t let go so easily. Now he’s back—wealthier, darker, more obsessive. Private jets, diamond collars, whispered commands in the dark: he wants her again. And this time, he’ll chain her to him forever. Then there’s Nico Moretti—her childhood best friend, the dangerously handsome heir to New York’s most feared crime family. The man who’s held her through every storm, buried her secrets, and never once demanded more. Until Victor reappears. Nico’s loyalty ignites into raw possession. His touches burn hotter. His eyes promise violence to anyone who tries to take her. He’s done waiting in the shadows. If she won’t choose him, no one else will have her. Two alphas. One rules boardrooms with ice and billions. The other rules streets with blood and loyalty. Both are dangerously obsessed. Both will destroy everything to claim her body and soul. In a deadly game of jealousy, betrayal, and scorching desire, Bella must decide: Surrender to the ex who once ruined her? Or fall into the arms of the best friend who’ll burn the world to own her? One woman. Two monsters. No safe escape.

Valentine’s Day was never bella thing until five tattooed, leather clad brothers from the Grove MC walked into her bar and turned her world upside down. Bella dreams of opening her own biker boutique and garage, but life keeps knocking her down. Then the Grove brothers Matteo, Luca, Michael, Nico, and Mike step in. They’re protective, loyal, and dangerously irresistible… and they all want her. One woman. Five bikers. No apologies. As sparks turn to fire, bella finds herself drawn into their world of roaring engines, fierce loyalty, and hard passion. But danger is never far from the club, and loving five men might cost her everything. This Valentine’s Day, bella must decide whether to walk away or take a wild chance on the five bikers willing to fight for her heart.

En el quinto aniversario de mi matrimonio con Álvaro Rosales, la tragedia llegó sin aviso: su hermano murió de repente y él tuvo que asumir el papel de Don. Pero la familia impuso una condición cruel… debía tener un hijo con mi cuñada Sara Olmeda para preservar el linaje. Me negué. Álvaro también… o eso creí. Aún recuerdo cómo apretó mi mano y prometió: —Elena, jamás voy a aceptar eso. Solo tú puedes ser la matriarca de la familia Rosales… y nuestro hijo será el único heredero. Pero con los días, algo cambió. Él regresaba cada vez más tarde, consumido por responsabilidades del clan y con un perfume que no era mío. Hasta que un video anónimo lo confirmó todo. Allí estaba él, junto a Sara, en una consulta prenatal. Su mano sobre su vientre… con una ternura que alguna vez fue mía. —Sara… gracias por darme al heredero de la familia Rosales —le dijo. Y en ese instante, mi mundo se rompió. Su promesa ya era ceniza. Así que hice lo único que me quedaba… incendié el hogar que una vez fue nuestro y me fui sin mirar atrás. Después de todo, mi padre —el Don de la familia Velasco— llevaba años esperando mi regreso… y había llegado el momento de reclamar lo que siempre fue mío.

Umikot ang mundo ni Sunshine kay Angelo at sa anak nilang si Daryl ngunit imbes na pagmamahal, nagtulong pa ang mag-ama na ipadala siya sa kulungan. Paglaya niya matapos ang dalawang taon, mismong birthday din ng anak niya. Pero ang kahilingan nito? “I want a new mommy.You're a bad woman! I don’t want you as my mom!” Ang asawa niya ay malamig ang boses na nagsalita. “Sunshine, let’s get a divorce. I’ll take our son.” At ang kabit nito, ngiting-ngiti na tumingin sa kanya. “Sunshine, your husband and your son are mine now.” Tiniis niya ang panlalait ng biyenan, panghuhusga ng lahat at pagiging malamig ni Angelo. Pero sa loob lang ng dalawang taon, nawalan siya ng ama, ng anak, ng asawa… ng tahanan. Sa huli, napuno rin si Sunshine. “Then let's end it. Let’s divorce.” Pagkatapos ng lahat, may isang lalaking muling lumapit sa kanya, ang matagal na niyang crush noon. Tahimik, mabait, at laging nariyan para sa kanya. Doon lang niya nalaman kung gaano kasarap mahalin ng taong totoo kang pinipili. Pero totoo nga ba ang pinakikita nito sa kanya o isa lang itong patibong ng tadhana para muli siyang ilugmok habang pinipilit niyang itayo ang sarili mula sa pagtalikod ng pamilya sa kanya?

In the seventh year of my marriage, I accidentally discover a document in the study. Upon flipping it open, I realize that it's a will left behind by my husband, Luca Bernadi. The will clearly states that if Luca were to die someday in the future, all of his assets and his mafia kingdom would be inherited by a little boy named Nico Bernadi. The one next in line for the inheritance is my half-sister, Angela Fasano. I, his legally-wedded wife, am the last one in line. At first, I refuse to believe the legitimacy of this will. After taking it to the notary's office, I'm informed that the will is notarized and in effect. At that moment, I feel as though my blood has turned into ice. I never expect that this marriage I once took pride in had left me with only betrayal. In that case, I no longer need to cling to this marriage.

"Wala akong pakialam kung sino o ano ka. Kahit na mukha ka pang lalaki kaysa sa akin, ikaw pa rin ang asawa ko, Alexis, at mahal kita." Si Alexis Mendoza, bunsong anak ng mag-asawang anim na babae ang naging supling, ay pinalaki bilang lalaki dahil sa kagustuhan ng kanyang ama na magkaroon ng anak na lalaki. Lahat ng kanyang kilos, pananamit, at laruan ay panlalaki hanggang sa siya ay nagdalaga. Ngunit nang pumanaw ang kanyang ama sa isang aksidente, nag-iwan ito ng matinding lungkot at malaking utang sa kanilang pamilya. Sa takot ng kanyang ina na makulong, napilitan itong lumapit sa isang bilyonaryo. Isang kondisyon lamang ang hinihingi nito: hanapan ng mapapangasawa ang unico hijo niyang si Theo Angelo Garcia—isang babaero at happy-go-lucky na lalaki—sa paniniwalang magbabago ito kapag nagkapamilya. Nagulantang si Alexis nang ipakilala siya kay Theo at sabihang magpakababae na dahil magpapakasal na siya sa binata. Bagama’t litong-lito at labag sa kanyang kalooban, kinailangan niyang sundin ang utos ng kanyang ina upang maiwasan nitong makulong at mabayaran ang kanilang mga utang. Ngunit paano niya matatanggap na siya, na pinalaking boyish, ay kailangang magpakasal? At ano ang mangyayari pagkatapos ng kasal kung bigla na lamang magbago ang tingin sa kanya ni Theo at ituring siyang isang napakagandang babae? May pag-asa pa kayang tumibok ang kanyang puso para sa binata?

On the night of our anniversary, I had prepared a new set of lingerie for my Mafia husband Joey, but he had prepared divorce papers for me instead. A Cuban cigar was clamped between his teeth, a look of pure entitlement on his face. "Adriana, we need to divorce. Vivian's father is a capo. If I marry her, my future's set." "Look, sweetheart, you're just a broken family's leftover daughter. You should be grateful I kept you around this long." "Once I have the family ring, maybe I'll throw you a few scraps, let you be my little side piece." Everyone expected the daughter of a fallen family to step aside for his ambition, to be the loyal dog I'd been for the past seven years. But that night, I made a deal with the devil. I accepted a match arranged by my family and married the true king of New York's underworld. I vanished from Joey's world completely. Three years later, I returned to New York on my husband's arm. We were there on family business. Dante was called away for something urgent, leaving me to wait for him at his private club. I never expected to run into Joey, the man I hadn't seen in three years. "That's enough, Adriana. Stop with the childish tantrums." "Our son Angelo's almost six. He needs care. I'm being generous, offering you a position as his nanny." I laughed. What was this idiot talking about? He was calling the most feared and revered Donna in all of New York a nanny?

A amiga de infância do meu marido engravidou. Eu também. Para proteger a reputação dela, ele inventou que o filho dela era dele. E o meu... Era um bastardo, fruto de uma escapada. Quando entrei em pânico e o confrontei, ele só disse na maior frieza: — Paula Sousa é de uma família supertradicional. — Ela não aguenta fofoca assim. Naquele dia, olhei para o homem que amei por sete anos. Eu decidi que não o amaria mais.

“Ten Million," someone shouted from the audience again and Isabel's heart picked its speed. "Twenty-five Million!" A dark voice sounded through the auction room followed by a thick silence. Tears leaked from Isabel's eyes as she heard the auctioneer tapping the hammer against the wooden board. "Anyone else for this virgin beauty?" “Twenty-five million and the beauty is sold at table number twenty-five. None other than the most eligible and alluring billionaire of the country, Viso D'angelo!" Shockingly she met his eyes and her entire existence stilled. How come, the man whose existence and eminence stirs the souls of people, becomes her owner? Not to forget He was the mysterious man whom she had been looking for years for her revenge. BONKERS This is the term they whispered about him all over the country but no one is courageous enough to mouth off this name to anyone. He emanates power, wealth and the baggage of illicit deeds. He rules Italy with his puissant wings spread around. The most potent weapon He has is, Himself. VISO D'ANGELO. But Everything falls apart When a certain woman comes into his emotionless, sinfulband immoral life and makes him accustomed to the life He never dreamt to resonate ever. What if She powerfully socks up his essence and leaves him with nothing but a dry well? Would He ever realize what He did to her and himself? Well, He is not someone who cries over something. He will go to every extent to get what He wants. He will use every fucking dense way to fulfill his Dark dry well with her Nector. Because Innocent Beauty caught the eyes of a Twisted Beast and it was the start of their Chaotic Love Story..