Novel & Cerita Nico Will

"What do you want?" I blocked his way at the door as I did not plan to let him into the house. He looked past me and into the house. "Leo messed up Luca and Marco pretty badly. Luca's family's smuggling route has been taken down, and Marco has been sent off to the wild jungles of Adamo. As for me…" Nico pointed at the wound on his face. "I'm not doing that great either. I'm here to beg you to put in a good word for me.

"I’ll go on the date, I’ll meet her. But don’t cry to me when you’re disappointed and nothing comes out of your arrangement." Nico sighed. "I knew I could always count on you." The gunfires on the other phone ceased, as did Jade’s screaming. I plopped back onto my seat, staring into my wine glass. Empty. I felt empty. "I’ll send the address and date to you," Nico continued. "Connor will be there to make sure you're on your best behavior." "Yeah," I slurred. "Whatever you want, big boss." "And you know I still love you, right? You know whatever I do is for your own good, right?" His voice was hopeful.

Aunt Hen said something in their dialect, and Gio simply shook his head and went to the counter. "What exactly do you want, Nola?" "Anything," he simply nodded before proceeding to the counter. Tita, who was fiddling with her phone, caught my attention. "Aunt Hen..." I trailed off. She turned around and placed his cellphone on the table. "What is it, dear?" "Can I start tomorrow?" I inquired.

"You can force me to do every other thing but not to eat. It’s my stomach." His gaze lingers on my face before he says, "You better eat your food or come eat some other food." His voice drops to a low, husky tone. "And that small, sexy mouth of yours would fit it nicely." My face flushes hard as I instantly understand what he's referring to. I quickly stuff my mouth with some bacon, catching Nico stifle a small smile. Later after breakfast, Nico leaves for work and I know he's off to do his stupid mafia shit.

“I SAID WE ARE LEAVING NOW COME ON MARIAH. Everyone gathers around to see what’s happening. My brother and best friend stand next to Nick, wondering what the hell is going on. Followed by Taylor and Nancy. “What’s wrong, Nick,” Josh asks. “Nothing. I was just telling Mariah we are leaving, but this asshole here is saying we can leave without her and that he will take her home.” Nick says, clearly annoyed. “Oh, hell no, come on, Mariah, you’re not staying here,” Josh says, making me roll my eyes.

"Show them what we do with people who steal from the family." Nico stands with the satisfied ease of a man who was hoping the evening would develop in exactly this direction. He sets down the stack he was counting, rolls his neck once, and moves toward the manager with the unhurried calm of someone who has performed this function so many times it has become almost meditative. "Tell me something," Nico says to the manager, tilting his head. "How attached are you to the current arrangement of your face?" The manager makes a sound. Nico is already on his phone. "I need you inside," he says into it. Then he glances over at me with a grin that I find, against all reasonable judgment, slightly dif

“Please. I just… I can’t.” He nodded. Went quiet. “I made arrangements,” Nico said finally. “For New York.” I looked at him. “New York?” “You said you wanted to leave Italy. Start fresh.” He kept his eyes on the road. “I have connections there. A friend who runs a dance company. She owes me a favor. Said she’d take you on, help you get situated.” “Nico, you didn’t have to—” “I wanted to.” He glanced at me. “You deserve a chance to start over. Away from all this.”

a guy I had never met before, he silently nodded before speaking to Nico. "Final sweep complete. Building is secure. Press are already outside the gates, crowd are control in place." Nico nodded once, but he continued gazing out the window. Then he said, "This is silk war, not just a common party." I looked at him. "Then why did you bring me here?" Though he murmured, his response felt like thunder. "Because they want to see you." I didn't ask who they were. Because a part of me already knows.

💦Waves of Forever💦 Nico locked the door and turned to me, rain still dripping from his hair. “He’s gone. But the damage might already be done.” I leaned against the wall, heart racing. “The board knows I’m here. Marco will twist everything. The Rome position… my career…” Nico crossed the space and pulled me into his arms. His bare chest was warm against my cheek. “Look at me, Elena.” His green eyes were steady. “Do you want Rome? Or do you want this? Us?”

She shuddered. I nodded. "Promise." She smiled at me as Willow's phone rang. "This is Willow," our friend said. She was quiet for a few minutes. Then, "WHAT?!" Willow whipped away from the fridge, turned to us. "Nico's been arrested in Italy."