Rigo Capitulo 44 Completo Novels & Stories

"He will be yours! That's the decision from your Capo" He sprinted out. Chiara looked at his retreating figure and sighed. She went back to her bed and sat like a queen. She smirked "Brother! brother! Capo? My foot"her hand went to the drawer and took out a cigarette and puffed its smoke. " You don't know what the real game is?"she puffed again. "My dear, just wait and watch, you will be mine forever! I sealed your destiny with me happy or sad, love or hate whatever ….you slapped me!" she rubbed her cheek and hissed feeling the pain

"Alpha please...I didn't mean to. It was a mistake, a thought that should've never popped up in my head. Your father...y-your father he..." Xavier growl, the sound so threatening that even Celia felt intimidated. "Alpha I swear, it won't ever happen again...spare m—" Xavier didn't listen for much longer, his teeth sunk right into Alex's neck, blood running wild on the earth again. Beneath him, the man cried out, teeth clenching as he proceeded to speak. "It'd be...It'd be better for me n-not to d-die pitiful...I'll tell y-you what you a-are k-k-king." His breaths weren't shallow, they were deep and desperate, almost like he was fighting to breathe, fighting to speak. "You're just like her, g

Memories of Rodrigo's past reactions whenever she committed a mistake flooded her mind. "W-What?" Jane asked, puzzled. Rodrigo forcefully grabbed Jane's arms and brought his face close to hers. Jane's body immediately trembled, and it felt as though her tongue had turned to lead when she saw Rodrigo's menacing eyes. It was as if he would transform into a terrifying creature any moment. "I-I'm in pain—" "Answer me!" "No! I didn't! I-I didn't file anything!" Jane screamed, her voice breaking. "P-Please, Rodrigo. I didn't. I didn't!"

King Rico kept laughing as he tightened his chain again and he suddenly remembered that he still has the missing Rogers to worry about. "I'm done with you for now Miller," said King Rico as he walked out of the place. Miller's sorrow gave way into despair again. As King Rico made his way back to his opulent palace, his mind swirled with thoughts of Roger's whereabouts. The lingering absence of his loyal servant gnawed at his consciousness, leaving a tinge of unease in its wake. Yet, King Rico's cunning and patience won over his curiosity, convincing him that Roger's absence was likely due to pressing matters that demanded his attention.

Henry*** Diego's gaze softened as he stepped forward, his presence both commanding and strangely comforting. The years between us seemed to lessen in that moment, as if the distance, the tension, and the pain of the past were finally starting to unravel. His eyes held a complex mixture of pride, regret, and something deeper—an unspoken understanding of the weight of the role he had played in my life, both as my father and the Rogue King.

“Pablo. Pablo Russo. The creepy man from the Rig.” “Fucking Pablo.” A deep guttural growl blasted from my belle. He had no fucking right. Whatever happens at the Rig stays at the Rig. Those are the rules. My blood boiled. I could feel it burning through my veins. My fists curled. That bastard was so done. “He held me in his car,” she went on, voice muddled with strings of tears she was clearly fighting, “he wouldn’t let me go until I made a deal." My chest roared. Deal? With her? My Tiger?

Ria Delano was at her desk at Shangri La, going over the details of a conference that had just been held. Browsing the papers, she looked the picture of a working woman, thought her husband, the Capo, who had come in, silently, like a large panther. He would never get tired of looking at his wife, thought Philippe in admiration, his chest puffing out with love and pride. Ria wore a pair of tortoiseshell glasses, for her eyesight had suffered after the injuries she had received in the car crash, when she had lost her baby.

“Of course, it all makes sense now. You couldn’t stand the sight of me because you only saw my mother’s betrayal and I was the product of that betrayal. So, you had me tortured, beaten, raped, and poisoned. I looked at my Tio, “Tio, run a DNA test. I would love nothing more than to not be his daughter.” Raul leaves for the interrogation room where the rogues are staying and comes back with a napkin and a small trash bag. He slices Diego’s arm and even though he grunts, blood drips into the bag. After he collects the blood, he wipes the wound and throws it on the ground. “You disgust me.” Tio says to Diego. “I’m your brother. I would never have done that to you.” He walks out and then Aiden w

Almost. Mario, that’s his name. His face drains of color. He tries to tuck himself back in clumsily but he knows Ricardo hates when anyone delays once given an order. So, he drops to his knees with his grotesque and pathetic dick still out with piss stains on his trousers. The others scramble, kneeling too. Ricardo’s voice is calm yet lethal. “Why would you do that?” Mario stutters as his body tremble with fear. “C-capo, I’m sorry. She was disturbing us, begging us for water and I—”