Novel & Cerita Nico Di Angelo X Reader

I muttered to him, asking. "It could be something else." Niko muttered, walking along with me. "Is she part of your family?" Angelo asked, still looking at me. "No one has ever mentioned that Bianchi has a daughter." He added, waiting for an answer. "You're here for business, not to poke your nose in our matters. I hope I have made myself clear." Alessio shot, daggering a cold look at him. "I was just curious." Angelo said, smirking. I didn't like him, I didn't like the way he looked at me, it was similar to how Sienna looked at Alessio, but her intentions were pure, but his intentions seemed evil, his gaze made me furious.

Xavier sneaked his hand under her left arm and grabbed her neck, not too tight to harm her but just tight enough to let her know that she was playing a dangerous game. “When did my little sweet Angel turn into a seductress goddess? Do you see what you're doing to me? Angels aren't supposed to make someone feel this way.” His voice was low and deep as he grazed his nose on that sensitive spot on her neck. “Maybe I’m a fallen angel.” Angelina let out in a shaky voice, grinding her bare ass on Xavier's hard on. She couldn't help the burning sensation between her legs. She missed him so much. She missed his touch, his kisses and all the sinful things that he does to her.

Ashley cried out, back arching against the cool mirror. “Look,” Nico commanded, turning her head toward their reflection. “Watch how perfectly you take your Daddy’s cock.” She couldn’t look away. The mirrors showed everything — Dante’s powerful body driving into her, muscles flexing, her own face flushed with unwanted pleasure, breasts bouncing with every thrust. Nico moved behind Dante, but then stepped to her side. He freed his thick cock and fed it into her mouth while Dante fucked her harder. “Such a good little slut for your Daddies,” Nico praised, voice rough as he slid deep into her throat. “Even when you’re angry, this pussy drips for us.”

L'Angelo stopped, standing up to meet my gaze. He smirked and leaned forward to place a kiss on my lips. He kissed me hard, making me taste myself on his tongue. His mouth fought for dominance and I gave up when I tried to wiggle my hands once again.. L'Angelo seemed to take pleasure from my pain, cause he smiled and placed a kiss on my head.. Masochist! "Don't look at me like that, all you have to do is beg." He said. "Please."I begged like he wanted me to.

Interested, he wanted to turn his head and looked over at his back to let himself knows, who could be the one that can make himself pay attention to the surroundings but before he could do that, he noticed that the noisy class a while ago suddenly quietened down, tilting his head to the side, his dull eyes smashed to a person peach eyes that held worries on it but can’t hide the light that represent the excitement the person on his side felt at the moment, he was silent and confused for a while so Angelo raises his head with doubt and came into contact at a person eyes that belonged to a girl that couldn’t be familiar with him or to the Angelo in his consciousness that suddenly become silent

Angel says and continues going through the shelves as she hears Nicholas continue to giggle. "What am I going to do babe? I enjoy calling you that" Nicholas continues to sting Angel, and she rolls her eyes. "Okay, okay." Nicholas says and takes a long breath. "Look for a file that says 'Andrew Romano." Angel starts looking through the bags and goes by the letters. She reaches the shelf of files that start with the letter A. She goes through the files and finds the file.

Angelo angrily shouted as he pulled his hair because of frustration. He furiously jumped on the soft bed- trying to ease the boiling anger that- he; felt inside of him. Punching the bed several times, Angelo mumbled some curse words while hiding his face on the pillow. “Argh!” he shouted as he punched while kicking the air. “I’ll certainly remember what you did, you ugly Homosapien, and I will have- my revenge on you a hundredfold. You wait and see you perverted, ugly, disgusting Homosapien. You’re going to taste the revenge of this ultra handsome Angelo Ian Diano. I’ll make sure that you would beg for forgiveness for stealing my first kiss and for molesting my precious; lips.”

I slip my boots off, hearing the shower being turned off. A ball of steam circles Angelo as he steps out with nothing but a towel around his waist. Goddess this man was made to sin. My mouth is practically salivating as my hormones go on overdrive looking at my mate. His toned perfect pecs and his toned abs, and I'll never get sick of seeing my name tattooed over his heart. Angelo chuckles as he stands before me using his finger to tilt my face up to look at him. “Did you miss me, Diablo?” he asks looking into my white eyes, I swallow suddenly having a dry throat; Fucking hell, Den get your shit together.

Elena elucidated. Edward looked away after he sucked a deep breath. “He’s really a sucker.” Elena nodded. “He’s a horrible psycho. He just wants her to come back for him and then, he destroys her, abuses her mentally and physically and makes her depending on him then.” Elena inhaled. “It’s more horrendous than murder.” Edward grinned and looked at Angelo. “So are you a team with her?” Angelo smirked, “Here I am.” “Back to the assignment,” Angelo continued, he pulled his note closer and read it. Then, he showed something on his laptop.

She never once noticed me watching. But I studied every little thing she did. The way she chewed on her nails when she was deep in thought. The way her lips wrapped around the straw of her Coke. I couldn't stop imagining all the other things those lips could do, and all the places those teeth could bite. Last week, one of my informants, Sam, brought me some troubling news. Anthony Xander, a rival boss, had somehow caught wind of my obsession with Angelina. Knowing Xander, he would try to get to me through her. I immediately ordered my men to guard her from a safe distance. I had to keep her safe.