Nico Diangelo Novels & Stories

I clasp my hands together in front of me and take a small step forward despite wanting to stay mounted to one spot and not draw any more attention to myself. “Nico is my head of security.” Dante starts off, and my eyes move back to the man, watching as he stands with his arms crossed, his posture relaxed but still alert. When he looks at me, there's a small, polite smile on his face, though I can still see the curiosity behind it as if he's trying to figure me out. “Lovely to meet you,” Nico says, his tone calm, and I swallow lightly before responding.

I reached the man took the phone off his hands bringing it to my ear. Every nerve in body fought against this being a good idea. “Dante Moretti. You've wasted a lot of precious time don't you think?” I somehow recognised that monotone sound. Not the voice but the flow and cadence. “The fuck are you?” I demanded. “Di Angelo has already turned in his job, it's just you.” Well shit. A regulator had finally clamped down on my ass. Just fucking great. “What happened to the other guy, at least he knows my number.”

I crouch in front of him and remove the gag from his mouth, he's awake now, so he'll have a few choice words for me. “Who the fuck are you? Do you know who you're messing with? I'll ruin you, and…. I pull the gag back in his mouth. “Well, that was enlightening, nice to meet you too, I'm Domenico, but my friends call me Nico for short”, I say, with a smile on my face. I don't know how I manage to stay cool when I'm face-to-face with the man who destroyed my sister's childhood and made the whole idea of living tedious for her.

All eyes are glued to her. “Hi,” Nico says, walking over to her with an extended hand, “I’m Niccolò, but my friends call me Nico.” She looks uncertain as she takes his hand. I almost want to roll my eyes. How does she pull off all these personalities? At one time she’s combative and sarcastic, another a seducer, but now, she is a fragile doll. “Corina.” “I know.” Rico strides over to stand next to Nico. “Enrico. You can call me Rico.”

Nico Domani was right on time. I stared at the twenty-four-page document and cracked my neck. Time to get to work. Name: Maximus Emanuele Vanucci Age: 29 Blood group: B+ Sunsign: Scorpio Height: 6’2 Father Name: Renzo Salvatore Vanucci I read word for word of each page twice, and two hours and two cups of black coffee later, I was done. And disappointed.

" No need to provide financially. We have enough. Just give me your contact. When he wakes up, I will give you a call immediately " " Oh " Alessio breath. " Thank you so much Ma'am. So, so much " " Can I ask, what his name is? " " Of course. He is Maximo Santino "

I almost missed my appointment but Felix came to save the day and right now I am sitting with the owner of the record label. "My, Felix said you were beautiful but I didn't know you were this beautiful. Dante must have lost a big thing giving you up" he says and I looked at him confused. "You know Dante?" I asked "Who doesn't know Dante Angelis. He is very popular in the Country and so are you"he says and I smile. "Oh okay. Thank you once again for meeting me"I tell him. "It is nothing,I heard your demo and you are good. You have potentials and if you wow me today,I promise I am going to make you a star"he says and I nod.

A man walked by his side, and I assumed that it was his father, Elijah, approached us, and looking at Katerina he froze for a second before shaking his head, snapping himself out of whatever daze he fell into. “Alpha Domenico” he said, looking at the Lycan who smiled. “Elijah, it is nice seeing you here” “I am part of the city’s businessmen, it is only right to attend such social events” he said, smiling at him before turning to face Katerina and I “my apologies for my rudeness. I’m Elijah Grimaldi, and this is my wife, Sophia Grimaldi”

Michael asked me and I could see the shock on his face as if he couldn’t believe that I didn’t know this song. "I don't know the song," I replied to Michael with a frown. I mean people shouldn't expect that I listen to all kinds of songs and I know everything, I can't even remember the last time I listen to a song. "Wow, where on earth have you been hiding, mate? This is called 'Run', a collaboration song of Taylor Swift and Ed Sheeran, it's a bop right?" Michael told me and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva when I heard what he just said. My heart skips a beat when I heard him ask me where on earth have I been hiding. I can't help but remember that for almost a year Benjie has locked me

"Set it off, 5SOS, One-Direction, BTS, Atc, they're all great bands, how could you not like any one of them?!" "Guess, I'm not into guys?" He asked sarcastically while I shook my head and asked the next question. "Any childhood crush or lover?" "Don't go too personal. Anyway, it was... Joanna." His face was hard when he said that. His jaw tight and his fists clenched and his eyes held a faraway look. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have asked," I really shouldn't have because I don't know why I felt a wave of jealousy wash over me for a split second.