Nico Diangelo Novels & Stories

Celestina stalked towards me closer and whispered with glee into my ears. " Yes...that's right...That tongue belonged to Nico's first son.I just wonder what Nico has to say to that" My breath seized as Milo inserted. " You don't know Nero De Santoro.He isn't called the Mafia God for nothing.If he couldn't get to Nico,he figured he have to do it through Robert,his twenty year old first son." I was suddenly cold all over and I was shaking.God knows what Nico would do now as retaliation..My children..

The delicacy was well received by his palate and he nodded in approval. “How did it go with Alonzo?” Nico asked, although he knew that it was surely a success. “I retrieved the chip, and sent him off to the pearly gates.” Nero had a sweet tooth. The little demon was really an enigma. A ruthless mafia boss that did not drink or smoke. He picked his poison and it was sweets, and the other was his shameless womanising, or debauchery as Nico called it. “You have a zoom meeting with the directors of all the companies tomorrow, so we can roundup and leave for Sicily soon.” Nico informed his boss, and Nero merely nodded.

So how the hell does he even know who I am to request me specifically? Nico places his glass on the table and gives me that same easy smile. “Just one song.” He nods towards the open space in front of him. “Come, pretty girl. Humour me.” My mouth has gone dry, and my palms feel damp against my thighs. My body, however, is already in survival mode, instinctively calculating the safest way out of this unexpectedly charged situation. I square my shoulders. “If you’re looking for a dancer, Mr Moretti, I can go and find one of my colleagues for you.”

JULIE I thought it would be difficult to handle Nicolas' angry or possessive side but it was not at all like that. I am glad that he did not make any strange decisions without listening to me. Rather he listened to me calmly. And not only that, but he did not even push this matter further. He did not even interrogate me much about Dante. Fortunately, he understood that I do not like to talk about him. So he let go of that topic and never brought it to on surface once again.

I mumbled. "You wouldn't say that if you really know me," he said taking small steps towards me and I also moved steps backwards in fear. "W-who are you?" I stuttered. "I'm Theodore Black. The owner of Black Enterprise Co. and also one of the most powerful Mafia leaders in the country," he said studying my reaction. I stood there shocked and scared for myself. Why on Earth did I speak to him like that? I was sure I heard that name before but I just didn't know where and now that I know, I wish I didn't.

I say. I’ve been mulling over this for the last few hours on the way back to Italy, and the only conclusion I have come up with is using Nico’s knowledge of war against Allessio. He stood alongside Dante as they fought the Muratori’s so long ago; he would know how to fight Allessio. Nico looks at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “How do you expect me to keep a level head when my wife and children are missing?” He asks.

If they met not to discuss Ara. You could say they are the same. Nick entered both models, since he entered high school and high school. Same with Mashii, hey too. But he prefers to Dj music, but the female model is like Chloe. Maybe Mashii will feel at home if you have to choose a model over Dj. "You're out of focus, aren't you?" asked Nick. Mashii rubbed his face roughly. He immediately told me what happened today. If he meets the girl he is looking for, he turns out to be a photo partner at Daniel's studio.

August gave a gesture from the rear. The media representatives were werefocused on the coffin as though Nico would jump out at any anytime. I took a seat at the podium and switched on the microphone. My voice bounced back. “We are burying a man today who the world did not deserve. Hold on,” I started. One tear fell from my eye. It wasn't all a lie "Nico D'Angelo was a husband, a father, an investor, a crazy person, and a mystery. But he loved intensely above all else; most especially, he was passionate about those who were unaware of their own worth.”

She was lucky I didn’t want to destroy her relationship with Nikolas. When we arrived, Nikolas opened the door for me and led me inside with his hand touching my ass. I blushed the whole way there. Once the door opened and I saw Carlo, my face fell and I tensed. I forgot about him. “Nikolas…” I begged with my eyes but he smirked as he looked at me. “You’re not saving this piece of shit, Viola.” “I’m a Mancuso!” Carlo yelled, and he received a punch from Nicco for it.

Alpha Damien stormed towards the person he hated most in the world—Ariel. He wanted to torture her, torture her so much that, she would feel pain that, even he, had never felt before. He wanted to punish and torture her to the extent that, she would beg him to kill her. Likewise, he wanted her to feel a pulsing type of pain never experienced before, so much that his heart ached, and he felt a blinding anger taking over him, consuming his whole body.