Nico Kim Novels & Stories

Come on babe, we all know that you have worked so hard for this. Kim sighed again before she spoke. "With whom will I be collaborating with?" She asked. "Hm, I'm not so sure. For now there are different people but they get to choose for you. Bts V and Jungkook, Blackpink's Jisoo and Rose, Twice Tzuyu, Red Velvet Irene, Selena Gomez, Ariana grande and I think lastly Nathan Cumbersome..." Kathie explained and Kim immediately squinted her eyes. "I'm familiar with all these you mentioned but not with Nathan Cumbersome. Who's he?" Kim asked.

" 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 stood at Alessia’s back, and the male stood up suddenly. “Hello Anya.” he beamed. He was really cute. Does Vincenzo only have cute people around him? I tilted my head “How do you know my name?” “The guys told me. I am Nico. Nice to meet you.” he smiled. He looked playful and boyish and a little younger than the rest guys. Alessia tugged my shirt and I turned to look at her. “He is Nico, I and Vince's adopted brother. He may look playful, but he is a skilled assassin and a fucking asshole.”

But a letter of agreement between Kim Nami and Min Junho. In the letter, it was written that Kim Nami would silence Min Junho's secret which had been the cause of Hansung's accident. Even some evidence ranging from photos of people who hired Min Junho to the plot. On the other hand, Min Junho will keep quiet about Kim Nami's secret, which is the one who made a man named Marco become depressed due to drugs and decided to commit suicide.

And that smile, fuck. Nico was colder, quieter. He has Light hair shaved at the sides, green eyes, and a. His body was lean but lethal. He was nice to look at, that's for sure. They didn’t look at me that first day. But God, I couldn’t stop looking at them. And tonight? Tonight was worse. Because tonight Jordan actually noticed me.

"I already do enough charity. Please tell me this isn't going to be a waste of my time." Nico kept his eyes forward. "I can't assure you of that. We're only going to confirm Hiram's movements. Find out from his men how much he knows and what his plans are." "I don’t get it. Why would Hiram's men be at a charity gala?" Nico paused. "Because Matteo was a major investor." I exhaled. "Damn." We reached the car. Nico opened the door. "Ride with Tomás," I said. "I want a private moment with my wife."

Tessa cleared her throat and Caleb looked away. “Camila Torres,” he said, like he was tasting the name. “You still look like you’re about to yell at me.” Tessa’s head snapped between us. “You… know him?” “Unfortunately,” I said flatly. Nico glanced at the dented bumper, then back at me. His mouth curved, slow and knowing, like he’d been saving that smile just to ruin my day. “You still hit the brakes like you argue,” he said. “Fast, with no warning at all.”

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.

All I needed to know was that this Nico person was coming to take care of him. “Oh, ok. Well, let me just die for a second. Then think about moving.” I say and Harry chuckles as he lies beside me on the mat. Both of us sweaty messes looking up at the ceiling. The only sound is our breathing. “No need. I will speak to you here.” We both turn our heads and look at the newcomer. God, he is handsome for being an older man. But those eyes, there is no mistaking them. He is Nico Moretti. The leader of the Cartel.

Pity flows through me for him, he has no idea what’s in store for him later. I’m almost hidden by one of the large stone pillars and from here I watch the room. Nico is by Damians side, he looks like one of the angels from the renaissance and I am most certain that he was used as inspiration for the great Italian masters. His face looks serious as he listens to whatever Damian is saying, there is a bright eyed adoring fledgling hanging from Damian’s arm looking at him like he is a god. Foolish girl. Nico’s eyes keep roaming the room and I know he is looking for me but I can not make myself move in their direction.