Nico Will Novels & Stories

"Be smart about this. Sofia's not going anywhere. She's married to Marco. She lives here. You have time. Don't do anything that costs you the Pakhan seat. Don't start a war you can't win." "I'm always smart." "You're impulsive and emotional and you make decisions with your heart instead of your head." Nico's voice is blunt. "Which is why you need me and Luca. To balance you out. To keep you from doing something stupid." "Good thing Luca will be here tomorrow then." "Good thing." Nico puts the car in park. "Go get that hand stitched up.” "I'll figure it out." I open the door with my good hand. "Call me when you land in Colombia. And Nico?"

"Nico, you’re pushing it." "I’m just having a bit of fun," Nico said, feigning innocence. "Besides, they don’t have to play if they don’t want to. I’m just saying… the stakes could be interesting. After all, she’s just some girl... Right, Constantine?" The way his eyes locked with Constantine’s made me realize Nico had been watching us closely, looking for a nerve to press. And maybe that’s why Constantine wanted me to leave. I was the nerve. The opening Nico would abuse to get to them.

“I fucking knew this was going to happen!” “This is going to be sick!” “You’ve known her for, what, twelve hours?” “Technically…” Nico began with the biggest grin on his face. “He’s been…” Declan kicked him under the table… LOUDLY. Nico had a smug look on his after as he dramatically zipped his mouth shut. What long was he trying to prove?! Violetta looked between the two of us, “He’s been…what?” “Nothing.” Nico grinned so widely as he added, “Just pulling his legs…it’s nothing Vee.”

Nico replied threateningly. “What do you mean, loser?” Damian asked. “Ha ha, you should have asked your cousins ​​what happened in the morning a while ago, or maybe you all want to listen to the recording. It’s all still on my phone,” Nicko said, mocking the Windsor family. Now it was Grandma Elizabeth and Damian’s turn to look at each other in amazement, while Catherine increasingly dared not look up. Nicko took the mini tablet from his pocket and carried it over to the Windsors. “Are you ready to hear this?” asked Nico.

Nico laughed, clearly a bit tipsy. "What do you mean? " Dante asked, looking entertained. "Finding out it was traced," Nico laughed loudly, making Lorenzo chuckle too. I have to admit, it was quite amusing. "You don't even have a penis to trace," Lorenzo teased as he poked fun at Nico. "Shut up. . . I do," Nico mumbled. "Don’t worry, I'm sure you do have one, somewhere. " I laughed. My phone vibrated in my pocket, and I read the message aloud.

I have never seen him play before~~ ~~I think this is Nico Lancaster's replacement @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~Why was Captain Nico on the floor like a princess waiting for her prince charming to save her @Nico Lancaster~~ ~~This guy is going to be the biggest player on The Viper team, I love him already~~ ~~What's his name and can we get more videos of him? He is way cooler than Nico~~ A bitter laugh escaped my throat, and I dropped the phone onto my thigh. The sheer nerve of these people to tag me directly. They wanted to make absolutely sure I saw them dragging me.

“You’re in.” Nico blinked twice before staring at her. “I’m not even gonna ask.” He looked back at the screen, scrolling through the encrypted conversation. The amusement disappeared from his face almost instantly. His expression hardened. He slowly lifted his eyes to meet mine. “Uh…Draven. He’s hitting your clubs tonight…” He swallowed once before looking back at the screen. “… and a couple of your warehouses simultaneously.”

"You want something to drink?" "Water," Nico said too fast. "Cold, please." Lucas opened the fridge and passed him a bottle. Nico took it, his fingers brushing Lucas’s. He nearly dropped it. Lucas sat across from him, watching. "I haven’t heard from Vincenzo either," he said. "Believe me. If I had, you would know." Nico nodded. Then stood up, pacing a little. "I just... hate not knowing. Noel’s not just some guy. He’s... he’s my person."

Nico “I need the plane, Veronica. Please have it ready for me for tomorrow early at five a.m. I am making a trip back into New York. I do not want anybody alerted; I will handle it at my end.” “Of course, Nico. Where are you planning on staying? Not back at your home I take it?” “No, of course not. Book me into Trump Tower, it’ll be safe there. Nobody will know I’m flying in and Veronica, not a word to anyone.”

I was not going there. “The Cartel send us a few goons to ask for their money. Their drugs and their money preferably.” Nico wiped his hair back with one hand as he got out of the bath. “We had a confrontation with them. I put them on ice. I still have to go back for a chat with the one still breathing.” He started drying himself while I gaped at him at a loss for words. “But… but…” “Yeah, I’ll need to pay Frank a visit.” Nico’s face turned grim as he said it and I knew that visit meant no good for Frank. First my father and now his accountant. Was this the beginning of the end for Nico? And what about us?