Nozel Silva Novels & Stories

We need you now! The call ended with a sharp click, and the video ended there.

I mumbled and hung up as soon as possible. I sighed, falling back on the couch. Enzo didn't understand me at all. How should I tell him that these past months and days of my life has been the best. L'Angelo was everything I'd ever want and I knew Papa would never approve, so it was best they didn't know for now. A message dinged in immediately. Unknown: How can you just take off like that. It's me Silvana, I just got your number from Enzo. He's cussing in different fucking languages I don't understand. PS: I love you so fucking much!!"

(Midnight, in the Wung Mo company building, the CEO's office. A silenced riffle goes off. Mr. Wung Mo falls on the ground, the tiled floor stained with his blood. The shooter, a woman in black, stands from the table and returns the gun into the holster at her waist.)

I glare at him, my brows frowned. "She most certainly does. See I pretty much know everything about our students except her. She doesn't talk about her family and nobody at The Academy seems to know anything either. Even the information given to the school after she joined was vague...” He takes a sip of his beer, his eyes trained on me, “All the school knows about the Silent Student is that she comes from a rich family that possibly has connections to the chairman and that her name is Atlas Winters. She's practically a ghost at The Academy. Did you know that her age isn’t even in our system?"

How Rodri is the only one that gets my full attention is partially against my knowledge, I hate the annoyance that reeks from his soft tone, his perfect cute eyes would be tainted with anger, it makes me want to pet him in my own way. The way I know he likes so much but would definitely not agree to me stretching him up, fully while whispering how tight and right he feels. “You crazy dude, you did this shit” Not that, curses aren't so appealing on his small thick lips, it's made for my exploration, for going down on me, locking on my tongues and screaming at my merciless bangs. “Calm down boy, I will send a driver over “ With my finger snapped, Silva understood the assignment and disappeared

The truth was he missed the knife coming his way because, as he was staring at barrel of M416, he didn't thought about Dante or any of his mafiosa but of Sadie—never seeing her again. His obsession with her almost became his downfall. He didn't knew it would take him more than a week to get back to her. But his injuries were severe, but shockingly it only took him a week to recover. Spanish mobster, Ronaldinho Curzon, turned out to be business associate of Silas Anderson. And this minute information nearly cost Silvio his life. They had successfully accomplished their Spain mission, and in this process they had lost two of their men. But as always, No pain, No Gain.

His eyes met mine and the two of us nodded, ready to go. “Remember to keep adding the masking oil on you. The last thing that you are going to need is someone catching its scent. You know for fact that they will and I know that if they do, they will not stop until they’ve gotten what they want.” Claudia reminded both Diego and I. We both nodded in response.. Giovanni looked at the two of us and smirked before he nodded at Ezra as the man walked down the stairs. I looked at my brother, and I couldn’t help but smile when I saw his charisma with each step that he took.

"Sorry, didn't mean to say that." Holly just smiled and put a white drink in front of him. "It's a new kind," she said as she went back to baking. "And don't get burnt, I didn't add milk." He took a small sip. "It's white chocolate." "Milkybar." she beamed over her shoulder. "Then there's already plenty of milk," he smiled, even though she couldn't see him. "I'll do sausages, roasties, gravy." she smiled sheepishly for some reason. "Uh... veg,"

Alonzo’s limousine sped away into the night. “Are you okay?” Markos asked, his tone softer now. I nodded, though my hands were still shaking. The thought that something could have happened was appalling. “Thank you. I don’t know what he was planning, but it didn’t feel right.” Markos’s expression hardened. “Alonzo is a sex trafficker, Hazel. You need to be careful.” I furrowed my eyebrows at him. “How do you know?” He didn’t answer me. Instead, he opened the passenger door for me and gestured for me to enter. The tension between us was palpable, the silence was heavy, filled with unspoken words and unresolved feelings.

I didn't know when I became this philosophical, but I guess being cheated and pushed aside like you matter nothing does this to a person. I down the remaining liquid from my glass and grabbed a second glass from the passing waiter. I thought I could stay within this pack for a year, and pretend to be his mate. But I guess it looks harder than I thought. So the only thing that I could do right now was drown myself in my own sorrow. Gamma Luis Knight - POV I downed my fourth glass of whiskey as I stared at my laptop screen. I have used all my resources, but there was still no information about Emilia. I placed the glass next to me and looked at the time to see that it was well past two am.