Nico Nico Nii Novels & Stories

Sarah mutters before walking away. The room falls silent. All that is on Gianna's mind is, who is this Nico guy is anyway? ~~~ WHO IS READY TO MEET NICO? COMMENT 👉👈 WORDS: 2114 NEXT UPDATE: SUNDAY

Pov: Bianca Nico was a little boy of eleven or thirteen who looked at Andre like he created the entire universe. The boy had literal stars in his eyes and adored the ground Andre walked on. "Bianca, this is Nico," Andre introduced, a fond expression on his face as he looked at the little boy. Nico grinned a toothy grin. "I'm his favourite cousin!" He proclaimed, his chest puffing with pride. Andre's lips tilted up good-naturedly, amusement dancing in his eyes and he ruffled the boy's hair, not disputing the fact the little boy had claimed.

Against my better judgment I let Nico take me out to dinner instead of getting the food to go. I realized that would mean going home sooner with Nico, and I prevented that for as long as I could. However, now we are home, well, Nico’s home. Nico has four homes. One, a condo in the best part of the city. It’s his private place and that is where he has has taken me thankfully. The Second home, is also in the city, but it’s the Ronka home where his parents reside. Nico is an only child which is partly why I think he liked having me around when we were kids. I'm an only child as well, so I guess in some way we bonded over having no siblings . The third, is the Ronka’s family manor in the country

“You know I only downloaded I*******m again to check that guy’s tattoo design…” Lucas turned. Slowly. Dangerously. “The guy who keeps liking your selfies and calling you pretty boy in your DMs?” Nico blinked. “He said I had good bone structure.” Lucas cocked a brow. “And that made you smile like a teenager with a crush?” “I always smile like that.” “Not at me.” That one hit. Nico’s bottom lip wobbled, just slightly. “Lucas…” But Lucas turned away again, folding shirts methodically, muscles in his back tensing under the soft stretch of his white tee. Silent. Cold.

Niko said, gla ncing up at Noah’s face. “He’s bi, and he likes you,” Niko muttered. Noah’s eyes widened. “What!!!???” he screamed out.

Or just clever, taking whatever was offered to him? Nico unbuttoned his slacks, the soft click of the zipper loud in the otherwise quiet room. He freed himself, his grip tightening at the base of his cock. His other hand tugged at her hair, pulling her into position. "All night, stellina," Nico said. "That's the price. You're gonna keep me in your mouth all fucking night. On your knees, right here. It doesn't matter if I'm soft, or hard, or if I finish. You're gonna beg me with that pretty little mouth, trying to make me forget all the shit you sent me."

"Nicole was derived from the Greek, masculine name Nicolas." "You're smart." She flashed me a smile. "Is this thing about Nicolas being a biblical name true?" "Uhm," I said, heart racing for reasons best known to no one. "Yes, he was chosen by the multitude of the disciples to be one of the first seven ecclesiastics, and he was ordained by the apostles in the book of Acts chapter six verse five." "Ecclesiastics?" "Deacons." "Smart, I like you." She wore an expression of tenderness.

Niko and Reca are now sitting on one table facing each other. Niko was so excited in talking to this new girl he just met. "Hi, I am Niko," he said. He insisted on taking the fist move for this loveable conversation as what of he presume it is. But to his surprise, Reca was not interested and is giving him an attitude.

The top secret ledgers, too. Shit. I almost pissed my pants for nothing. I push the door open despite the warning look Fico shoots my way. I step out of the car. “What the fuck, Nicco?” “Doni?” Gripping the strap of his Uzi, Niccolo snickers and elbows the butt of his gun to hide it behind him. “Shit. My bad, dude.” My bad? Is this guy for real? I stand behind the door and try not to glare at him.

"That doesn't sound too bad because damn Nori, have you been drinking a lot of milk? When did you grow all these curves?" "Hey!" Noriko playfully punched Damien's arm. "My name is Noriko, not Nori. Nori means seaweed. You better cut it out because I'm not putting up with your disrespectful shit," she said. Damien laughed then immediately touched his rib briefly as though laughing hurt him. Adeline felt bad but then told herself not to feel bad for a piece of shit like him. "Let's go, Adeline," Noriko said, so they left him behind.