Peach X Luigi Novels & Stories

Every time Lovito had a new launch, it would break the consumption record! Peach ran over happily. "Gale! Welcome back!" She hugged Gale. "I miss you so much. Gale, you are here!" Facing Peach's enthusiasm, Gale did not know how to respond. "I..." "Needless to say, we understand, we all understand!" Immediately afterward, there was a bang, and countless shiny ribbons flew in the air, landing on Gale's hair and shoulders. Peach immediately jumped up, waving his hands. "Today is a good day!"

Gio said making the others agree. "We already know what the twins want." Dad said. "Let me guess, pineapple pizza." Dante said making Dad and Alessandro nod. "There's nothing wrong with pineapple pizza." Luca said glaring at Dante. "Of course there is. It doesn't belong on pizza." Dante said making Luca gasp. "It does to." He said making me bit down on my lip to keep me from laughing, "Does not." Dante said making Luca crossed his arms around his chest. "Don't worry brother, I'm on your side." I said patting his arms that were still across his chest.

“It looks like you survived the crazy table.” “Indeed I did,” Luigi said. “Hey,” I replied, turning around. “Who’s the redhead? I don’t think I’ve met her before.” “That’s Sasha,” Luigi said. “And you’re not going to believe this, but, well, actually, it’s a long story. I’ll tell you about it later.” “Tell me now,” I chuckled. But Luigi shook his head. “It has to do with my company. With mine and Logan’s company, and grapes, and…” Luigi stopped. “Really, I’ll tell you about it later. Because right now, I’d really like to dance.”

Pushing those thoughts away from my mind, I pulled Cain's hand towards the little cart parked across the street. Luigi as usual mattered some spanish words as a sign of how happy he was to see me again. Then his face changed when he saw Cain, he was so shocked that he stopped fanning the little Gemini sausages on the grill. He wiped his hands with a rag before greeting Cain. "I'm such a huge fan, can I get your autograph?" He asked.

Just then, the front door swung open, and there stood Luigi, his infectious grin making me smile. He was dressed casually in jeans and a black hoodie. Moments later, a man, whom I presumed was his father, came up behind him. He gazed at me as if he already knew me. “Summer,” Luigi called, pulling my attention back to him. “What are you doing over there?” He jogged down the steps, high-fiving Tristan, who giggled in response. “What’s up, little man?” Luigi turned to face his dad. “Dad, this is Tashir and her boy Tristan. Guys, that’s my father, Dan.”

Sky squints, laughter stalling mid-snort, “— peach?” “Yes,” I say defensively. “It’s a peach. A cute heart-shaped one.” Silence drops like a dropped fork in a fancy restaurant. Mel blinks once. Twice. “A … peach.” “Yes.” Another beat. “Because,” I add, “Enrique has one.” “I just want to confirm,” Mel murmurs, staring into the middle distance, “that you’re saying my brother voluntarily chose fruit-based ass art?” I nod. “Of course he does,” Mel sighs. “Why wouldn’t he?”

*DANICA* The taste of a peach perfectly reflected its bright golden-red color. It tasted exactly the way it should. Despite sucking in as I bite, some of the juice escaped my mouth and wet my chin. When I pulled the peach away from my lips, Lorenzo reached out to wipe my chin with his finger then sucked the juice from it. I watched entranced as the finger entered his mouth, his cheeks hollow with sucking. I heard the firm pop his lips make when he took it back out. My own lips purse, half- parted in anticipation.

"It smells like you. It's almost like you're in this office with me. I'm going to keep it." I couldn't help but laugh. "Reis, I didn't give you the fruit to keep. You're meant to eat them. Come on, have a bite. It's really good." He took a bite of the peach, and the look in his eyes said he was impressed. "You like it?" I chuckled. "Hell yeah." He nodded, taking another bite. "What's the name of this again?" he asked while chewing. "Peach." "Peach." He repeated with a nod, taking note of it in his mind. "Sweet Rain Lila, you have successfully created a new addition for me."

Don Marco lunged for the auctioneer, his thick fingers wrapping around the man’s collar “Hand it over.” The auctioneer visibly paled as he clutched the USB like a lifeline. Marco snatched his wrist, twisting hard enough to make the man yelp. The device fell from his grip and I moved, seeing the right opening. Everything slowed. Luigi dove— But I was already moving. I shouldered past a fleeing couple, kicked a fallen chair into Marco’s legs, and reached for the device just as Luigi's fingers brushed it. I caught his wrist and yanked till I heard a satisfying crack. Luigi howled as he dropped to his knees, whimpering in pain.

Luigi replied with a half sly smile, his wrinkled face looking more younger. Giovanni stared at his host in contemplation. He knew he wasn't bluffing. Luigi de Pinto was a man of his word. He was a man of action too. He singlehandedly controlled most of the major trades in the northern region. Striking a deal with him would be a good bargain. “I want to hear everything. What is the price?” A smile spread on Luigi's face as he stared at his visitor. He turned a little quantity of whiskey from the bottle to his glass and after taking a sip, he spoke out. “An alliance. You have to marry my daughter.”