Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo Fanfiction

he said to his friends and pulled me into an empty classroom locking the door behind him. He caressed my cheek and I flinched back immediately. "Andrea I'm not going to hurt you. Infact I think you are going to love what I'm going to do to you," he said trailing his fingers up my skirt. I quickly understood what he meant and I shook my head in refusal. "P-please don't do this to m-me," I stuttered as tears ran down my cheeks. Why is he even doing this? What did I do to deserve all this?

but all he did was laugh. He muttered to me, "He's cute, though." I'll never hesitate to personally run Rome over with his own car if I lose my patience to him. Does he not realize that he has already irritated the person? Lord, please have mercy on me. He will even want to involve someone whose life is peaceful in his chaotic life. "He's Rome and I'm Shoan, we're Macedonia's friends," I said as I turned to Niro before giving him a really kind smile. He looked aside right quickly. Is he guilty because he is conscious of his actions against Macedonia?

I wasn't prepared for this tonight but it was so tempting… “ How bad do you want it?” I teased, “ So fucking bad.” She replied, rubbing her cheeks on my palm and her eyes slightly closed. Fuck! I cursed in my head, holding onto the last string of my insanity before I could completely lose it. ‘ Damn you Diego! Damien, forgive me just this once.’ I said in my head, not sure if it would be the last time because I always say the same thing every single time. I grabbed Angelina by the neck and smashed my lips on her, kissing her deeply and she kissed me back. I couldn't hold back anymore. Not when Angel had that tempting look in those green eyes which screamed fuck the hell out of me…

“I am not young! We’ve been doing this for years…I am experienced now” His sixteen years old self snapped angrily. “But you see I am many years older, if you want to impress me don't fuck like a sixteen years old teen!” Antonio's hands around Angela's tightened in reaction to those memories. He kept thrusting with a frown and his eyes closed, Angela was too busy with the pain to notice. Diana's voice came into his head again. “Stop lazing around and do something…you are my little horse …don't worry, don't be afraid to hurt me as much as possible with your giant cock… I love it when it hurts and I love it hard,and the best place is in the water”.

Every time you’re in the same room, he finds some excuse to end up beside you. Daniela sighed. Nico’s been carrying around his own demons for years. Maybe this is just… his way of trying to understand himself. She glanced toward him. That’s exactly why I suggested we become friends. Josephine sounded ready to pull her own hair out. Do you seriously need him to completely lose control and kiss you out of nowhere before you’ll believe me? Daniela nearly choked. That’s never going to happen. She folded her arms. Nico is straight. A brief pause.

“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.

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."

The presence seemed so familiar, so I turned my head and then my world stopped. Nico. He was here. Standing at the entrance of the cathedral I had just walked into, half in shadow, half illuminated by the golden chandeliers, was him. The man I love. The man I broke up with. The same man that I slept with just last night. Nico was standing in his real form in the same space as me. I suddenly felt like I could not breathe as my heart sank into my stomach. His face was unreadable, but his eyes—God, those eyes—were definitely filled with anger.

I withdrew from his ear. "And most importantly, the consequences about to fall on you for the lengths your daughter has gone." He turned to me, his eyes red, veins popped out. "You know nothing, Antonio." I spotted the red marks under his eyes that weren't there before. He was nervous. And angry. "Oh I do, I do very well. And I know that it may not be your wife for sacrifice but your daughter this time." I changed my mood to a cheerful one as I walked away, bid him a 'goodbye' and a 'see you soon' wave. I stalked through the halls, looking for my next prey.

I chuckled at the thought. “What are you doing here, Angelo? Why in the world are you still here in New York?” Stefano always has this stern and cold tone in his voice. Even if he’s trying to be nice, the tone is always there. Dio, to this day he’s still worse than Uncle Marco. I shrugged. “Still chasing some idiot, cugino. I will remain here until Leo and the others capture him.” “And you’re here because?”