Pietro X Reader Novels & Stories

I said “I am……” She said, finally walking more confident. “Bye Lisa……” I said with a smile, and walked back in. I immediately turned back to my phone and it began to ring again a call from Xain Me: Enzo is a De Luca Xain: Santo has an older brother, Lorenzo. He goes by Enzo Xain and I said at the same time. Me: How did you figure it out? Xain: After checking all their middle names and nothing came up, I suddenly remembered you were so sure Santo was not in the club, so I figured someone must have used his ticket, so all I had to do was dig a little into his life and, boom, I found him.

Who lies and pretends to be what they are not and still says they don't mean to hurt-- I run a hand nervously through my hair and sigh in exasperation. --- In the beginning I could even want that, but I met her Deniel I saw with my own eyes how good and kind that girl is, I tell you from the bottom of my soul how much I regret everything-- shakes hands in fists and shakes his head in denial. --- Yes I know how amazing my female is and that's why I want to know about why he allied himself with vampires, why Scarlet was kidnapped and especially what led him to do these things-- I answer approaching again and crouching beside him-- NOW PIETRO-- I command in a growl punching the coffee table tha

She finally settled on an Italian romance series she had been wanting to watch. Pietro, noticing the selection, let out a low groan. Skylar turned to him with a playful smile. “What’s that for? You don’t like romance?” Pietro sighed, a complex mix of emotions flickering across his face. “It’s not that, Skylar. I actually enjoy a good romance. It’s just that the main lead in this series is Sofia’s birth mother.” Skylar’s eyes widened in surprise. “Oh, Pietro, I had no idea. I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up something painful.”

The tension in the room thickened immediately that even the guards standing beside the marble pillars unconsciously straightened themselves further, afraid that a wrong breath could draw attention toward them. Mr Pietro however was the first to recover from the shock “what…Madame I clearly do not accept… that will be too harsh on them, please reconsider your words” Mr Pietro immediately inputted on behalf of Lorenzo and Francesco. His voice though respectful carried urgency buried deeply beneath it…Mr Pietro had served the Casa Ndrangheta for decades and he had watched blood spill across territories and have seen betrayals rise and fall like tides and he has also witnessed boys grow into mon

“I’m okay with dragging you down the aisle while you scream your lungs out, if that’s what it’s going to take. In fact, I might just prefer it.” “You want to humiliate me,” I stated. “No, I want to break you.” My heart wanted to explode, and my lips started trembling. “He is a cancer in the community, so much so that if the world is facing an apocalypse, we’d have to pray he isn’t one of the people to help us. Because I wouldn’t advise anyone to accept his help, even in such a dire situation.” Pietro quoted a paragraph from the journal I wrote. “You wrote this about me without even meeting me in person.” He whispered in my ear. “You have my full attention now, Tesorina.” He added.

Pietra, with her closeness to my family and her parents' friendship with the Walker family, knows very well the world we live in. Mahjub: It would be your dream, wouldn't it? My death and you could demand control of my country. Pietra is an outgoing Italian with a wonderful sense of humor, at least until something happened that made her somewhat more withdrawn and thinking the world would end the next day. She needs a daily conquest. Pietra: It would be wonderful in a way, and terrible in another. I don't see myself covered from head to toe. But tell me, what do you need from me? I'm at the airport waiting for my flight home, and guess who I see?

Soft hands travelled up his thighs, coming to cup his heavy sacs, squeezing them in tandem with her suckling. Dear Lord, he was ready to blow, helpless against her dual assault. She took him completely into her mouth, pressing her wet heat down until he slid down her throat and she massaged his balls firmly. Pietro roared loudly, the sinewy muscles in his neck straining as he threw his head back and exploded. She sucked and squeezed, swallowing down his essence greedily, humming with pleasure as he emptied himself into her willing mouth.