Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo X Reader

Xavier released my neck rather abruptly, and I doubled over, hastily holding my neck, as coughs erupted from my throat. "She was snooping around," I heard him say to Angelo and my eyes widened. I straightened up sharply, "What?" I croaked out. "What do you mean, snooping?" Angelo asked in a tight voice, as he kept his gaze fixed on me. Xavier turned to me, and I could see a hint of a smile playing on his lips. Seriously, what's this guy's problem with me? "I just caught her.." "Leave us, Xavier." Thank fucking goodness. Angelo's gaze on me didn't falter, as he relayed the command, cutting him off his words.

“You two are going to be…” Nicolas let go of Angelina and getting down on his knee in front of Aiden, he grabbed him by his collar and forced him to look him in the eye “come again?” “Tyler?” He asked, frowning in confusion. “Nicolas D’Angelo” Nicolas answered coldly. He grabbed his chin, and digging his fingers in his jaw, the man flinched, trying to move from his grip; however, Nicolas simply tightened it, drawing out blood. I looked at Dante who glared at me, clearly annoyed by what he just saw happening, but putting a hand on my waist, his touch was gentle despite the anger “what are you going to do?”

Me spotting her across the restaurant, was it part of her father’s plans to kill Dante? “She has a target on her back, Angelo,” Nico continued. “That’s the truth. Every family that lost someone to X now knows he had a child. They’ll come for her. They’ll come for us if she stays here.” “You don’t know that for certain,” Lorenzo said firmly. “Well, I bloody do,” Nico retorted. “There have been conversations underground.” I rubbed my forehead. Their voices were drilling into my skull. “Enough,” I said quietly.

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.

MIA POV The darkness is extreme.I can’t see Angelo, can’t see my own hand in front of my face, but I can hear everything with terrifying clarity. The footsteps in the hallway. Multiple people. Moving with purpose toward my room.Angelo’s hand finds mine in the dark, grip iron-tight.“Don’t make a sound,” he whispers against my ear.My heart beats so loud I’m certain whoever’s out there can hear it. Who are these people? Why are they here? And why does Angelo sound more angry than afraid?The footsteps stop outside my door.The handle turns slowly.Angelo pulls me backward, navigating the pitch-black room like he can see. His other hand presses against my mouth gentle but firm silencing the scream

I say softly, seeing the deep worry hiding in his eyes. He places his other hand over top mine, and a small moan leaves my lips at the coolness. "It's working!" I exclaim happily, but he only frowns. "I didn't do anything yet, Angel." he tells me, and a small o leaves my lips. "Your touch is cold... like Beau's then." I say, making his eyebrows scrunch together. I watch as he backs away from me before he shuts his eyes and holds his hands out. A yellowish-orange colored mist like magic leaves his hands and covers my body but I feel nothing.

Nico looks up at me, half bent over as he cradled the baby close to him as she screams in terror, the noise hurting her despite him having covered her ears. "Run! I can't fight it, it's too strong!" He pleads with me, gritting his teeth as just speaking hurt him more than he cared to admit. He was being domineered, forced to bow. And he feared the man capable of such raw power. They all did. But I know better than to fear the beast. "LANA!" The mighty roar sounds again, this time he was in human form. I look down at Nico. Silently cursing the gods for making Angel so damn smart. Of course he would figure out where I am, despite covering my scent and tracks.

" don't suppress those voices I want to hear them all, I want to you to scream my name" he announced again, and like a good five years old girl I let go of my lower lip. A moan involuntarily escaped my lips while he sucked my skin over my breast. I was feeling myself wet and soaking at the lower part. It was unbearable, I want Nico there, right now. Nico didn't undo his shirt, still, I took a glance at his chest, it was crowded with ink. Strange!! His voice echoed in my ears when he said he'll ruin me, he can't, I'm sure.

Then she cursed herself under her breath, scrambled out of bed, and hurried to get ready. Lorenzo was waiting outside Dirty Angels when she arrived, leaning against the black brick wall like sin made flesh. Black shirt open at the throat, sleeves rolled to show corded forearms, eyes glittering under the neon sign. Handsome. Dangerous. The devil in a three-thousand-dollar suit. He straightened as she approached, took her hand, brought it to his lips, and kissed her knuckles with deliberate slowness. “Ready, pet?” She nodded, pulse hammering.

"Yes, we are. And we're going to enjoy it." TBC 1010 word count. Xoxo... we're almost done. My book L'Angelo Dell Terrore Is out now on Goodnovel. Pls add to library lovelies. 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 1