Ralph Macchio 22 Novels & Stories

I needed to be patient, I needed to be the predator not the prey. The next morning, Ralph kissed me goodbye before leaving the estate. "I have a big day today, my princess." He said, smoothing my hair. "I'm having a summit planning meeting with the Othon team. I'll be late, don't wait for me." "I'll miss you." The words came automatically out of my mouth, before i knew it. He smiled sweetly and left. I watched his car disappear down the drive, then I walked to my study and called Marco. "Set up a meeting with Ricardo Marino."

He holds a small piece of paper, ready to knock upon whatever door conceals the Alpha of Wisdom. "Could be anywhere," Rylan muses, "he's Alden, after all." I have no idea what that means, considering I've never met the guy. Malik finds his door right at the end of the hallway. For a single, white stained door, it's awfully intimidating. Malik doesn't look fazed at all, as he knocks twice on the door, and leans against the frame casually. Rylan and I stand back, myself leaning on him, ready to use him as a shield in case this Alpha is just like the rest of him.

Silver volunteered to help out so we drafted out everything we needed to know about Rarf and Alvaro. Rarf owns clubs, casinos, hotels and a spa. I knew the name of his clubs and Casinos but had no idea of the name of his hotel or spa or their locations. I wore down everything one needed to know about Rarf including the name of his workers, the ones I could remember. Alvaro on the other hand, I knew nothing about so the only way to find out about Alvaro was through Marco. So I sent him a message Reina: Hey Hothead(Marco): what is it?

But one truth echoed louder than the rest… Whatever war he had just walked away from out there… he had walked straight into another one in here. And I was standing right in the middle of it. “You do realize what you are walking into, Alpha Marcel?” “I do.” He said calmly. “The question is, would you be willing to walk beside me? Because I am willing to give it all…”

“It is for Alpha Arturo, I…” “Get one of the wine bottles, Alana, and fill this with water.” He said, looking at the woman over his shoulder again before he turned his attention to me. The maid left us alone before the man extended his hand to me, making me frown in confusion. “I am Lorenzo, Alpha Arturo’s second beta, I don’t think that I have introduced myself to you.” “I beg your pardon?” I asked, voicing out my confusion. The man was just giving me a warning and now he was introducing himself to me? That was not something that I understood.

Ralph POV With Alison’s hand in mine, we made it to the ward, not sure of what to anticipate; was it going to be a win or a loss? I had no idea, as soon as I re-entered Alison’s ward, talcum powder flew in our faces, followed by confetti, Iris started to blow a vuvuzela, which I had no idea she had brought to he ward. “Congratulations, Ralph,” Mike said, “You are our Alpha again for another 4 years; nobody can wrestle with that.”

“And yes. I have seen the man running errands for Dante a couple of times.” Marco took a long swig from the bottle, nodding in acknowledgment. “He was the idiot guarding the door when we found Ralph,” he supplied. I turned my head to look at the captive, and when his eyes widened, I knew he recognized me that instant. “I am glad you found Ralph,” I told him. Not because he needed to hear those words, but I wanted to be able to say them out loud. “I am glad he found you,” he said softly, and in a manner, I could never imagine from Marco Alessi. He carried the reputation of a Butcher considering the way his victims were found—if found at all.

'Keep going with that and you can say goodbye to your meeting with Ezio. I grinned. 'You know what's strange?' 'You're gonna tell me.' He brushed the foam off my breasts and rubbed my nipples while at it. 'Mmph… Marco… he's not on the list….' Ralph kissed my nape and sniffed hard. 'You smell fucking good…..' 'Ralph, it's fishy….' He chuckled and kissed along my shoulder. 'I wouldn't call it so unless you're a mermaid.' 'No, I mean.' I turned around to face him. 'I need to look into Marco's spendings. He's in advertising, his spendings would make the list right?'

someone whispered. The atmosphere shifted as the doors opened, revealing Gerrard Bellarico. He was a very tall, and even more handsome in person than the pictures I’ve seen. He exude confidence and power. He was led to his special seat with the other judges, his expression was blank and unreadable. Gerrard gestured to us to begin. Everyone sprang into action. I prepared an intricate intercontinental dish that I just learnt, and hoped for the best.

⸻ She opened the folder slowly. The first page was a guest list. Names. Titles. Affiliations. And halfway down the page, her breath stopped. Because the name was there. Alejandro V. Salcedo. And just below it— A name she hadn’t seen in years. A name that should have been dead to history. A name connected to blood. To smoke. To the moment her life split into before and after. Dianne stared at it, expression controlled, mind suddenly too sharp. Rafael watched her carefully.