Nico Di Angelo X Reader Novels & Stories

Chapter 171 Cleo Angelo reads like a book and he is a practical guy. If something's wrong he usually finds the solution to the problem. He's not that emotional but he reads like a book so if he sees something wrong he is resolution-driven to fix it he must have seen something or he must have heard something for him to do what he did this morning because it's already evening and he's pulled the Radio silence card on me .

He smiled, these was where she needed to be, shouting her name to his hearing. Trailing his lips down her stomach, as he held her waist, she felt her shivered, when he reached almost her vulva, Angelina hitched, she did not know what he was trying to do, but it sure felt good, but she felt nervous, it was the first time someone had looked down there, no one had ever seen her quite opened. "Don't" Xavier said lowly, preventing her closing her thighs together, "But am...."

Antonio breathed, his lips trailing down her spine. His body suddenly tensed as he felt Angela's nails dig into his skin, her back arching to meet him. "Tell me you want this, Angel, tell me you want me…” he demanded, his voice thick with desire. "Yes…fuck it …I want you, Antonio… Fuck me” Angela panted, her voice barely above a whisper. “ I want this. I need madly this." Antonio let out a low groan, his fingers tangling in Angela's hair as he held her steady.

His fingers skimmed my collar, dragging lower, slow and possessive, igniting sparks where heat met skin. My breath sharpened, and my glare never wavered. “Dream on, De Luca,” I ground out, my voice rough, but a dark tremor twisted in my chest—an unwelcome pulse of fear and something worse. His smirk deepened, eyes dancing with delight. “Welcome to hell,” he purred, lethal and knowing. “And I don’t ruin the things I find… interesting.” “You’re not my prisoner, Niko,” Alessio’s smirk darkened, and without warning, his teeth grazed my lower lip in a wicked, biting tease—a dangerous promise laced with heat.

“You should take a seat and let me dress your wound,“ The doctor said and it was then I began to feel the pain from the bullet that brushed past my shoulders during the shoot-out with Diego’s gang. I thanked the doctor when he was done and he left. I went back to sit on my chair with Angelo looking at me warily. “Just say whatever it is that's making you look at me that way,“ I said and carried the document for the last shipment we got and began flipping through the pages. “Have you fallen for the captive?“ Angelo asked me with a teasing smile on his face and I immediately stopped flipping through the pages and looked at him. “I haven't. You know I've never loved any lady aside from my mom,“

' I snarked cutting him off. 'You see.' she said getting off the counter and moving to the seat next to Angelo 'I love my ass but if I stay in bed all day like you it might get flat like the bimbos you fuck. And why would I do that to my precious ass?' She turned her head to Angelo. 'Who is you?' 'Angelo Novellican.' 'Hm, did he kidnap you as well?' 'No.' 'Are you sure?' 'Yes.'

He spat, the angry tone in his voice, causing Chiara to tremble. “I-I’m not in love with Dante.” She said stubbornly, her gaze shifting downwards. Nico let go of her face and stood straight. In another situation, he would have found her stubbornness endearing, but this was different. He pointed the gun at her, his face hardening. “If you’re going to keep being stubborn, then fucking die!” Chiara squeezed her eyes shut, tearfully awaiting her painful exit. The gun sounded somewhat far from her, but the pain never came. She forced her eyes open, and was greeted by the sight of Nico staggering backwards while clutching his bleeding hand.

Angela approached me and crouched over, speaking in a voice that only the both of us could hear. "Nico is the lovechild of my relationship with Luca. We've been together far longer than you can ever imagine." I felt a sledgehammer smashing right into my chest at her words, but I didn't let it show on my face. "You're exactly like your mother," she chuckled lightly. "You're both useless bitches who can't even hold on to their own husbands." I looked at her with determination and said, "So what? You want to be the next Mrs. Bernardi? It's just a title. I can just give it to you if you want it."

‘til now, I had only read about him on the internet. “Miss Sanchez??” I'm pulled out of my head by Anastasia's voice. “Hmm??” I hummed, looking at her to repeat whatever it was that she had just said. “I asked if you would like something to drink??” “Just water would be fine, thank you” I told her and she left, leaving me alone with Nico. I had never really met the man and he was rarely on the news but looking at him now, I couldn't help but take note of the similarities him and Dino shared with their father. Black thick long hair, dangerously deep grey eyes, perfect eyebrows and a sharp jawline except his was covered by a stubble… they were a handsome bunch, that much I wasn't ashamed to ad

“Well, I'm okay. Just going to have to drink those pills prescribed by the doctor, and I guess I’m going to be fine.” “That’s good,” he said, nodding. Then, “Do you need anything?” “I’m okay, Nico. I just want to be alone, really.” “Okay. I understand,” he said nodding. And just then, Angela walked in, gave Nico this angry look, which I had never seen on her before, and then set the tray down. Nico looked at her, then looked down, and walked out the door, closing it behind him. Angela went on dealing with the food situation, putting the tray on top of me and then standing over me like a prison warden as she said,