Nico Di Angelo Ghost King の小説・ストーリー

He gripped the king by his shoulder, roughly swinging him around ready to punch a hole into his skull. Reaching out I quickly grab his thick warm muscular arm, wrapping my fingers around his soft scarred skin. His blood red eyes snap down to me, I saw Nico step towards me immediately thinking he was going to hurt me. But I shook my head at him. Telling him no. Because Angel won't hurt me, but he'll rip anyone else apart with his teeth. Before I could say anything the king had to open his mouth. "You won't hear me scream." He hisses, both in pain and petrified of the monsters in front of him. I look at him with a blank expression.

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.

“How many times?” His fingers tightened around the phone. A beat passed. “Two confirmed,” he echoed, cold now. “And the last one was before the explosion.” My heart didn’t skip. It pounded once, deep and low, then stilled. So that’s what they knew. Nico. Only Nico. Dante exhaled through his nose, like he was trying to solve a puzzle that refused to give up its edges. “She’s a ghost,” Malcolm said. Loud enough that I caught it. “No photos. No records. No pattern. Like she didn’t exist until Nico.”

He said and left. Five minutes later, they returned to the booth and Nico leaned close to her and whispered in her ear. "é pulito." (He is clean.) She had ordered him to check Nicholas for any recording device or weapon. She nodded her head and pointed to the chair on her right. "Have a seat." She did not want him to attract any more attention. She poured herself a glass of sprite as Nico sat down beside her. "Have a drink." She said to Nicholas. "No, I'm fine."

Celestina stalked towards me closer and whispered with glee into my ears. " Yes...that's right...That tongue belonged to Nico's first son.I just wonder what Nico has to say to that" My breath seized as Milo inserted. " You don't know Nero De Santoro.He isn't called the Mafia God for nothing.If he couldn't get to Nico,he figured he have to do it through Robert,his twenty year old first son." I was suddenly cold all over and I was shaking.God knows what Nico would do now as retaliation..My children..

I have been in contact with a ghost for so many months. Now, my source of income has been blown to the wind, and I have lost so many millions that thinking of the amount only makes my heart bleed. How he has been able to do it, I do not know. One thing is certain: Don Angelo has succeeded in destroying our operations in Sky City. The locals don’t even want to do business with us anymore. It’s as if there is this hidden fear embedded deep in their system. They all call him one name, and that’s Angelo Hernandez.

“You heard me.” I blinked. “The fuck I am.” “You will,” he said, tone flat. “Or Ghost drags your ass back to the strip club .” “You have arms. Use them.” He exhaled through his nose. Slow. “I don’t need my arms, ragazza. I need obedience.” My skin prickled. Ghost wasn’t here. He’d left hours ago to go get Pietro. The hacker. The weird one. The one who kept giving me looks like he wanted to bite me and cry about it after.

“You didn’t. You didn’t.” Nero’s mouth twitched, impressed but not broken. “Wow. You’re stronger than I thought. Still won’t save you.” Alessio’s gun snapped up. “Try me.” But Nero didn’t run. He just smiled and backed toward a trapdoor. Again. “You can kill me now,” Nero hummed. “Or you can come find out where the next angel is.” Alessio’s jaw clenched. “You’re bluffing.” Nero’s grin widened. “There’s another one. Coded to Noa. A girl this time. Pretty thing. She’s already on her way to one of your safehouses.”

he says still in a warm tone, but the disgust and annoyance in his eyes was still there, making the stranger standing there alone and posing like he was the most powerful creature living in the entire galaxy gain an interest towards Angelo. “Quio(Keyu) belongs to the zerg rage, owner of this puppet. Then introduce yourself” he introduces himself and his relationship with Teo before asking Angelo who he is. Angelo gentle smile turned into a cocky grin, he says pointing to himself, “Me? I am your death” and with that no one knows except the four on the scene, how this day ends.

While still holding his cigarette, he blew the smoke and smirked. “Hah, looks like things are more interesting than I expected around here.” He chuckled. Angelo went back to the parking lot and got on his bike before driving away from there. Inside the restaurant, Nicolo was cleaning the table beside the window when he saw Angelo leaving, looking displeased. Angelo kept on driving his bike until he stopped in front of a black and white modern mansion. “I’m back, open the gate.” He ordered through the CCTV on the gate and a clicking sound was heard before the gate is opened and he rode his bike inside the mansion’s indoor parking area.