Paolini Novelas e Histórias

*** While the van was moving, Angelo mind was focused on the two girls at the backseats dragging with the group of men. "Mistress, who is Paige's father?" He boldly asked. The mistress chuckled at him for a while, then sighed. "You know, this is why I like you. You are just so bold and fierce. You are a good kid indeed," she praised. She then sighed softly. "Paige's father is an American man. Louis Gray. He is from Oneida New York. He is a very complicated man who cares about his daughter so much. You know, Paige grew up in New York, and she schooled there of course. And should I tell you a secret?"

He bellowed in defiance, “Prince Habeb! I know you by your voice, even though your face is covered with a mask. I am a man of prudence, so if you add 'fearless' you have fully rated me. I do not talk with pride as you do. To blame your evil intent is nothing; for we are the underdog nation. We have been fulfilling our own terms with the Emperor by paying our tributes to him so we can live in peace, but you have come to shatter our peace deliberately for unworthy reasons. Love for goodness sake has no connection with war. You do not love Banabella. You are a scoundrel. You murdered the true heir to the throne of the Empire of Suramy. Your gods got you confined to a sick-bed because of your si

“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.”

For a second I didn’t understand what Marcello was saying but then I remembered this circle is all about sex, money, and power. "Oh, come on, did you see her? Her beauty is one of a kind, and no one would ever reject this offer," Paolo says with a foxy grin. "And I bet Romeo is no different." Paolo is a man with a notorious reputation for exploiting his family's wealth to indulge in depraved activities. Marco is famous for their involvement in illegal activities masked behind their family's philanthropic façade.

He asked sarcastically "I'm going to blow your brain Lorenzo!" Paolo lashed out and lorenzo gave his evil smile. "You see, princess, Paolo used to be a member of the Mafia group in Noto. He's worked with us for 15 years now. That's even before he met you. He has killed so many people, women, children, men. Oh, I remember the day he killed a young girl. She pleaded with him but he shot that bullet into her brain. She was looked just like Anna here."

Dante said calmly “I believe that we have organized it well enough for you to be satisfied alongside the other partners, shareholders, and ‘friends’. Don’t worry, we won’t have a sniper pointed at you, by the way” Giovanni clenched his fist, but said nothing as he took a step back, followed by another man, and judging by Leo and Aunt Gabriella’s glares, I could tell that it was Mattia. The men walked toward a table, and nodding at the bartender, the man brought them two glasses.

“You’re Alexa PA, aren’t you?’ Kylin asked. “Yes” “Do you have any idea who Alex truly is?”. Kylinian questioned. “He’s a mafia”. She whispered as Maya stilled. That was impossible. Alex couldn’t possibly be.she thought but her thoughts were silenced as she remembered their first meeting back at her former workplace. “You are surprised, right?”. Kylin placed her hand behind Maya’s head. “As I expected, you’ve already been attacked “ “Over there”. Maya turned to face the direction Kylin was pointing to and there stood a woman in black suits with long brown curly hair. “Do you know who that is? She’s Laura, Alex former PA. She came back from her business trip, yesterday, was it ?”

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

I shuddered, not liking the attention. Carlisle continued, gesturing toward a man with thick muscles and a face that looked like it had taken one too many hits. “Dante Moretti. He’s old-school mafia, no frills, just violence. His girlfriend, Rosa, is a bit out of place here, but she’s harmless.” I looked at Rosa, whose bright smile and bubbly demeanor seemed completely at odds with the grim faces around her. She seemed out of place, just like me.

Yes, he could easily shift and kill me, but I was not going to go down without a fight, and he wouldn’t be the first Lycan that I have encountered. “I have done nothing to harm you from your side. If I have become a partner with your husband, it does not concern you” he said, and I raised an eyebrow. The man’s eyes were wide with rage, but I couldn’t care less at the moment. He should have known that messing with a Pakhan was not going to end well. Nathan was not just an Alpha in the world of wolves. He was a Pakhan, a don of his family name, and king, and that was not something that we were going to let Domenico think he could destroy.