Nico Di Angelo Sister Novels & Stories

“Sorry if I startled you. I’m Angelica, I am Nico’s second cousin. I am staying for a few weeks; my father has business in town. Er, Nico sent me down to the gym to make sure you had everything you needed.” “Thanks. Nice to meet you, Angelica.” I take the water from her and eye her up, wondering if Nico has her sent to spy on my every move. We both head for the running machines, she sets off slow I don’t. I’m a full on and full in kinda woman, why go slow when you can run? Besides, I need to run off some of that sexual tension that is cursing through my body like wildfire, then I am going to leave this house of his, call Mia and head out for a breakfast of champagne and cocktails. Fuck Nico

Naomi says. "And now she has Tessa. What is she going to do to Tessa? Do you even know anything aobut this women?" I demanded. "I know a lot about her. We spent years together after I turned my siblings and then we ran off together. But then she disappeared and I didn't know why. I thought she was killed. But obviously not. She went running to my brother." Angelo explained. "Wait a minute. Josiah was your brother. You never fucking told us that. He wanted to mate with his own fucking niece?" I screamed.

“What do you mean?” The priest hesitated, then leaned closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Elianna is not your true sister by blood. She was taken in as an infant, the child of another. Your parents raised her as their own, out of compassion, but she was never told. When she discovered fragments of the truth years later, bitterness consumed her. She saw you as the chosen one, the rightful heir, while she was merely the shadow. That bitterness has now grown into hatred.” Clara’s breath caught in her chest. The words felt like stones crashing down around her. “Not my sister…” she whispered.

Moretti clears her throat delicately. “So, Nico,” she begins with that sweet, practiced tone of hers, “as much as we love to come and simply catch up, I do have a small favor to ask.” “Of course, Mother,” Nico says smoothly, offering her a warm, obedient smile. “Anything you need. I am at your disposal.” She beams at him like he’s the golden boy she’s always known. “I’m glad nothing has changed in that regard.” She takes a sip of her tea before continuing, her eyes flickering between us. “You remember my friend Angelica? Well, her daughter is in need of a good head start in the business world.”

Nico let out a hiss that brought him back to his senses, the dirty smile curling up on his lips. “Why, what a beauty,” Alvarez sang. “You’re Leonardo Ammassari’s sister, aren’t you? Heard a lot about the marriage. Smart move. It’s a pleasure to meet you, signora,” “Likewise,” I nodded. Nico was quick to pull me back, holding me close against him.

They spoke about assignments, study plans, and their upcoming shifts at the university library. Neither of them noticed the occasional glances directed their way. At a table across the room sat four senior students: Zane Russo, Nicolo Bianchi, Angelo Conti, and Santino Greco. Angelo leaned back slightly, watching the room. “My sister’s already found new people to organize.” Nicolo followed his gaze and smiled faintly. “Livia enjoys being in charge.” “Always has,” Angelo said. Santino chuckled. “At least she understands how things work here.”

We shared the closest bond life had to offer. "Cara, do you think mother would be proud of you for this?" I had to point out, sniffing at the demon my sister had become. "I don't care about what she thinks, especially not now." She rolled her eyes and creased her arms across her chest, ignoring the memories we had shared since life had begun. "You are letting all of this happen, over a man?" I shook my head pitifully at my sister. She seemed to have lost the person she was all because of someone who was probably resting in bed at the moment

Alpha Pere said Fine. If you don't want to tell me anything. I won't force you to. By the way, did you see that lady who came in with your sister on Neo's birthday? Yes, Why do you ask? Well, I heard that she is the younger sister of Neo. Yes, she is. But, why didn't I know Neo had a younger sister who was that beautiful? Nicole asked Are you jealous that she is more beautiful than you? Here asked What rubbish are you saying? She is not as beautiful as me. Nicole said

I ask, suddenly feeling self-conscious about my voice, but the brothers both shook their heads. “No, it’s not that... it’s just that-“ “It’s just strange that you’re humming Lenore’s favourite song when she used to do the same thing while cooking.” Nico finishes Dario’s sentence and I roll my eyes. “I keep hearing that name, but I have no idea who that is,” I say while pulling bacon out of the fridge and grabbing eggs. The brothers looked at one another before answering me. “She was Dante’s first love and fiancée.” Nico answers and Dario looks down into his hands.

Vivienne said, her voice dropping softly into sudden concern “Who knows if you haven't passed it on to Nico? That sweet little boy” Nina shot up to her feet immediately as Vivienne’s words hit her hard. “Keep my son’s name out of your lips you devil! I thought we were friends” Nina gritted her teeth so loudly “You said I was your sister, but sisters don’t look at each other’s husbands, I'd never do that to you!” Nina wailed, pain evident in her face. “Even if you tried, Alessandro won't look at you twice” Vivienne cackled.