Nicolas Antonio Sturniolo Novels & Stories

His chest felt tight, and he felt like he might have a stroke. Just then, Nico stumbled into the office with even more devastating news. "Boss! We've got a major problem! Antonio heard we kicked Benedetta out. Not only did he publicly announce he'll never work with the Castellano family again, but he also…" Marco grabbed Nico by the collar and roared, "He also what? Spit it out!" Nico trembled and wiped the sweat from his brow. "He also put out word that the Castellano family is blind and doesn't deserve to operate in the underworld.

We are waiting in the med room, and by we I mean Stefano; Nicola; Luca; Rose and I, for the test results to come back. The regular nurses and doctors are cleaning the room while Stefano runs the DNA samples through this machine. He's typing a whole bunch of stuff and it amazes me how different he is from his older brother. I mean he is more quiet yet jokes more than Nicola, while Nicola isn't afraid to be loud and demanding. Stefano also is amazing with technology while Nicola is amazing at fighting. I watched the guys train one day and it was intense. I was only there because Rose wanted to see Nicola and Luca before she went down for her nap.

Carlos asked shakily but he didn't wait for Mattia to reply before he continues " Maximo Santino is a wanted criminal in every countries. You can't include him in this ... " " And who else is more competent? " Mattia yell suddenly, jolting the two other men. He sighed roughly as he pulled off his glasses before he continues smoothly as if he never yelled out. " Konstantin Dmitri is a Russian Mafia Boss, what is wrong in it if I call in the sadistic Italian Mafia Boss into this? Do you both have any other options? " Minutes passes slowly without Mattia getting any response. He stood up from the chair he sat on and Walk away from the Long table.

“YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO, YOU TRUNK OF A MAN!” A low, sinister chuckle leaves his lips at my lame insult, his wide shoulders shaking slowly at the motion. “My name is Santino Ricca.”

Alessandro answers with a short smile. "Maybe she's crying because she has to look at your ugly face" Ian laughs, Alessandro walks over to him and puts his fist right in Ian balls. "Fuck!" Ian screams holding his harden and falling on the floor, Mario lets out a giggle as he watches his uncle cry out in pain. "How have you been Lynn? Any dates? Boyfriends? I ask. "I've had a few hookups but nothing can compare to him I guess, I think being single is best for me" She puts on a fake smile and I nod my head.

“You’re just as brash as I remember.” “What is she talking about?” Renata asked, finally calmer than earlier. “A toast.” Giovanni held his glass up. “To Giuliano. I hope you live out the rest of your years in the paradise you’ve so yearned for. Thank you for being a trusted and loving brother all these years. To Giuliano.” “To Giuliano,” Domenico and I spoke before taking a drink. “Who is becoming the underboss?” Antonio asked, finally listening to the words being spoken.

The manager continued, sounding breathless, “Your relationship with Charlie aside, you have to understand that you nearly got yourself in trouble… if you haven’t already. You know who you were talking to there? That is Antonio Bernoti.” I paused. “Who? I don’t even know who he is,” I said by way of response. “All I know is that he has been very rude and attacked one of ours. He attacked Charlie!” “Charlie made a joke and it wasn’t very well taken by the Boss,” he chuckled shakily. “Maybe you need to understand who the hell Antonio is. He owns half the bars and casinos in the country. He’s a boss who can tell his men to kill the president and they aren’t going to bat an eye before doing it. A

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..

We’ve made out severally and it’s always been intense so I know the sex will be good, WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT. A message on my phone snaps me back to reality and I check to see who it is. Anthony. Anthony: We’ve got a name on our culprit. Sebastian Carlos. Age 25, former member of the Devils Gate cult group now a sniper for different kinds of Mafia lords and bandits. Matteo: So we would have to know his most recent clients to get to who he’s working for? Anthony: Yes sir, Bella is currently working on that. Matteo: Good, keep me posted and keep an eye on him, his every move should be monitored.

“He’s been having some problems with the kids at school and… not having a father. I don’t want to give him the wrong idea or get his hopes up.” My heart that was soaring now crashes. I forgot how cruel little kids can be at times. I draw my hand towards her cheek and stroke it gently. “I understand,” I respond in Italian. “I won’t give him any reason to think we’re more than friends unless you really want him to know.” She seems relieved. “Thank you, Nero,” she says and I take the plates from her and walk to the dinner table. As we eat dinner, I make a point to include Nereo in the conversation. He’s a bright kid, full of energy and curiosity. It’s not long before we’re talking about soccer,