Pierro X Capitano Mga Nobela at Kwento

"One more thing, you and your dance group will perform for him...you may choose your song...wear something, sexy...Don't let me down!" I began to cry, and mother tugged me by the hair. "What do we say about crying?" She scolded. "That its a weakness and strong women don't cry." I answered. Mother handed me a picture. "He's very handsome." I knew only three things of Carlos Romaro. One, he was super sexy, and one very sought out bachelor and millionaire of New York City. Two, he was now Capo of the New York Arch angels famiglia. And three, he is known as the Reaper of New York city, because he shows no mercy when it comes to killing. He likes to make his victims suffer painfully and sl

I couldn't get the image of me screaming under him, cumming like an idiot and even begging him to fuck me harder out of my mind. I scrubbed my neck until the skin was raw, desperate to wash away the scent of him, that mix of expensive cologne and the lust in his eyes. I leaned my forehead against the tile, letting the water pelt my back. I was Elias Carter, the captain of the Northwood Titans. My life was built on discipline, morning drills, and a reputation for being untouchable. Yesterday, I was all those things before I lost to Ryder. "Get it together," I hissed at my reflection in the fogged-up mirror. My lower lip was slightly swollen, a visible mark of my shame. I looked at the "C" on

I replied not flinching by his wreathing anger by passing minutes. "Pardon me Capo but what my cousin did to Victor Niccoli without seeking your permission isn't expendable by a future Capo.Victor must be presented before you as he is an old enemy who signed a peace treaty with us,when Grandfather was Capo so I think Stefano's act isn't justified according to our rules."Cassius intruppted wagging his tail like a good puppy. "I do not want a third person to come in between our conversation Capo."I glared him murderously who was smirking devilishly.

And now her groom is Leo. Leonardo Bernardi, the capo of the Italian mafia. The ruler. The king. Whereas, she is an orphan from a simple town which is towards the outskirt of the city. Two persons from different world were going to unite. No…there is no going back neither he would let her. He left her with no other choice but to submit to him.

RAE I noticed the ‘C’ patch on his jersey as he backed away. “Scared of a little ice?” the player holding my kit above his head taunted me. I tilted my head, squinting. I’ve seen that arrogant smirk and those greyish blue eyes before. In fact, that voice… The other players noisily cleared out of the rink through the passage behind me, prodding me with stares, laughing amongst themselves. I couldn’t look away from the captain of the Richmond Kings.

Oh my God. It dawned on me at that moment… Lucas already lost the captain's title… There's no way Coach is letting Kianeffing Maddox go. “Everyone gather around.” The coach's voice came as he hugged Scott, “That's my boy. I am really proud of you.” “And to everyone on the team. We have our new MVP and captain of the team. Kian Maddox.” The coach announced. The rink erupted with cheers and whistles. Lucas threw his helmet on the floor, getting everyone's attention.

"Last night was... a mistake," Alexander said. He walked over to the bed, picking up his watch. His hands were shaking slightly. "It was the adrenaline. The stress. I had too much to drink." "You were sober, Alex," Oliver corrected him gently. "We both were." "Don't call me that," Alexander snapped. He finally looked Oliver in the eye. "I am the captain of the New York Glaciers. I have a reputation. I have sponsors. I can't... I can't do this."

She loved it- this feeling of blissful peace. As she sipped her wine, Camille noticed a man in a captain's uniform step forward. She stared at him curiously. "Good afternoon, Mr. Landon," the man greeted, tipping his cap. "Really? Mr. Landon?" Pierce asked loudly, standing up with a big grin. The captain's face broke into an even bigger grin than Pierce's. "I wouldn't want you rating me one star, just because I was being too friendly." Pierce laughed. "What?"

Before Growl could realize what was happening, the bullet shot right into his forehead. No body bothered to speak, they were afraid to. The body fell to the floor with a loud thud, blood pulling under him. Eyes strayed, lips pursed. Mateo’s expression hardened. It was cold, unreadable. He cast his dark eyes over to the rest. “El Capo no te paga, yo sí. Por eso me obedeces.(El Capo doesn't pay you, i do. Hence you obey me.)" he said flatly.

He wanted to be man enough to reach out to the Columbians to sell his only daughter for sex trafficking, but he wanted to put it in my lap that I was hiring Selena to be a maid. Antonio, my most trusted Capo, looked at me because he knew that Mariani was digging his own grave with every word that came out of his mouth. I slightly nodded my head to indicate for him to stand down for now. We were going to deal with Mariani on another day. As much anger as I feel right now for him, he would not survive the punishment that he deserves.