Novel & Cerita Pierro X Capitano

He was an epitome of masculinity and beauty, his height a replica of a giant, his body well-toned in the suit he wore. He waited for Marley to sit down before doing the same. “It's so nice to see you, Neils.” “Same here. How was your trip?” “Profitable. I was able to apprehend Boxinuz.” “The drug lord of Mexico?” “That's right.” Marley's mouth opened in awe. “I could never compete with you.” Captain chuckled. “You do your own fair share of work and very well Neils.” “Hmm… maybe.” Captain watched her before asking. “How is the mission going? Is it leading anywhere?”

"Loving it right??? obviously you love to part people's love from them!!! Now how are you feeling about this? " he stroked my breast above my bra, and I whimered. Capo struggled in those chains, and for some reason I felt contended. He cares?? His eyes, were red, he reflected some emotion, I haven't seen in his eyes before. "And so to make your soul die in peace, let me tell you, Peter wasn't a traitor, I was!!! I betrayed you, I burned Italian ships, I clued them about our ships!!! I fucking gave the whereabouts of your confidentiality to Russians!!! "

The words pierced my chest like a bullet. My breath hitched. “What?” I demanded, my voice cracking. “Errand boy?” “Yes,” he snapped back. “That is all I ever was to you. Years by your side, bleeding for you, risking my life for you, and all I ever was was a lowly assistant.” My hands trembled as I stared at him. “That’s not true,” I said hoarsely. “I made you my Capo Bastone.” He laughed, bitter and sharp. “Yes, you did,” he said. “And only because Dante, your precious comandante (commander), got married and was no longer available like before. And speaking of Dante…”

one of the men announced grabbing our attention "Please welcome our 'Capo dei capi' [boss of all (the) bosses]" A man in his late 50's appeared and everyone bowed. I guess he is the Capo Dei Capi or whatever the host announced. He has high cheekbones, a sharply defined nose, and lips hidden under a heavy mustache. He was wearing a hat and a black suit. His personality is intimidating and powerful. He walked ahead and sat on a king-sized chair placed in the middle of the stage. The way he sat, it felt like he is sitting on a throne and reflected that he is actually the boss of the boss. As he settled on his seat, everyone present in the hall occupied their respective seats. Xaphan pulled me w

The first player who had gotten close was stammering and trying to explain himself. "I heard exactly what you were doing." Dante's voice was cold. "Let me make something perfectly clear to all of you. Lori is a certified healer with more medical training than anyone who's held this position before. She's here to keep you healthy on the ice. Anyone who brings their personal feelings into this facility and uses them to harass a staff member will be benched for the rest of the season. If it happens again, you're off the team permanently. And you should know I don't give second chances." The players stared at him, and I could see them shaking under his cold stare, and I knew this was beyond the

Alessandro pulls her closer and she settles on his lap with her hands to his chest, leaving me to watch an entire love show. Well, fuck me. Leonardo is quiet for a while as if considering the offer, and then his face lights up. “Alright then. Six and no less.” Alessandro nods, admiration and amusement filling his eyes. He's definitely happy his son is interested in the things we do. After all, he is to become the next capo. With that he scrambles off Alessandro and runs away. “Leonardo…” Alessandro places a hand to her lips, halting her from speaking. “Firecracker, you know he's to become the next capo after me, right?”

“The people who bring the stuff in. The people who move it around. The ones who are strong, the ones who are weak. Kai explained it all.” “Okay,” Neva said, all business. “So, who is the best bet? We need a starting point.” Pierre pointed a finger at a name near the top. “Him. Ricardo Mendez. They call him ‘El Jefe’. The Boss.” “Why him?” Neva asked, her voice flat. “Because of this,” Pierre said, tapping a scribbled note beside the name. “Kai says Ricardo’s got a deep grudge. Not with Killian.” He looked straight at Calla. “With Alfredo Lancaster. Vanessa’s father.”

With a barrel chest, dusted with dark hair, and a big, strong belly. I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear, fighting the urge to fan my cheeks. So many boxers are showmen. They play up to the crowd, they talk shit and try to psyche each other out, but not Pierro. He frowns straight ahead, quiet and focused, as his challenger peacocks on the other side of the ring. He's fighting an Irishman called Anderson, a younger man who made headlines with his shocking wins the last few months, but I'm not worried.

Alessandro's surprise was fleeting, replaced by a calculating gaze. He took another sip of his wine, swirling the deep red liquid in his glass as he studied Salvatore’s seething expression. "Are you sure about this?" Alessandro asked, his voice unreadable. Salvatore scoffed, shaking his head. "If there's anything, my teams are the best." Alessandro rested his glass on the polished wooden table, fingers tapping against the stem. "But Marco Donato is my Capo, and Delilah Donato is his wife."

CASSANDRA POV "Very clever" I chuckle sarcastically, and before he could respond, a male waiter came to our table. "Would you guys like to order now?" He asked me looking directly into my eyes but didn't once look at Alessandro. "I'll have the beef lasagna, and my wife would like spaghetti," Alessandro intervened, and the waiter wrote our orders down and walked away. "You don't have to be so rude," I said to him. "He was looking at you like he wanted to fuck you," He stated, and I rolled my eyes; I then spread my legs under the table so my pussy was on display and put my hand under the table, circling my clit.