Novel & Cerita Rio Film Nico

“I know everything. The charity work in crumbling churches, the shitty little apartments from Rome to Paris—” “Aurora!” A sweet voice cut through the air. Nico and I both turned. My cousin, Bianca Rossi—the one who stole him from me—was walking toward us. She wore a deep navy gown, a river of diamonds sparkling at her throat. Five years of marriage had made her look more polished, but I recognized the flicker of alarm in her eyes. She glided to Nico’s side, linked her arm through his, and gave me a perfect, plastic smile.

I had no idea what I felt for Collin but I knew that for Tristan, what I felt was lust and I needed to kill that emotion as soon as possible. Eventually, class ended and I all but ran out with Nico following close behind. Rita was the first person that greeted us at the end of the hall. She wore a certain that Nico always liked on her and I could see his eyes widen as soon as his eyes landed on her. He was so cute when he looked at her like that. "If it isn't my two favorite men on the planet" She said and pulled both of us into a tight hug. "I thought Micheal Jordan was your favorite man on the planet" Nico said and she slapped his arm playfully.

He released me and snapped his fingers and held out his hands open. A phone was placed in his palm. The screen lit up. I didn’t understand what I was seeing at first, blurred movement, sunlight, children’s voices in the background…. Then my heart stopped. A school gate, uniforms. A familiar backpack swinging against a small frame. Nico. My breath shattered in my chest. “What …. what is that?” I whispered. Rico tilted the screen so I could see clearly. Men stand nearby, pretending to check their phones, leaning against cars. One of them looked directly into the camera and smiled.

I choked. Nico sucked on his thumb. "My name is Nicola Alecc Lionelli-Montefiore Rivera." He said proudly. "It is nice to meet you, Ijjy." It was adorable how he could say his name so perfectly, but had problem saying mine. I smiled down at him. "It is nice to meet you too, Nicola." He grinned at me, then at Mariano and went with Meela to what I supposed was his room. I didn't have it in me to look at Mariano. His hands fisted in my hair, and he turned my head sideways to make me look at him.

“Who the fuck are you?” “Caelian Rizza. Nico’s right hand,” Caelian’s lips twitched in amusement as he inclined his head slightly “Apologies for overhearing, but your conversation was…hard to ignore.” “Well, enjoyed the show, did you?” Teresa huffed, crossing her arms. “Immensely,” Caelian smirked. “Great. Another smug bastard,” she rolled her eyes. “I am sorry…I do not want to intervene,” he muttered, turning to me and ignoring Teresa’s comment. “But as Nico’s best friend…I do feel this plan can work.”

I say. I’ve been mulling over this for the last few hours on the way back to Italy, and the only conclusion I have come up with is using Nico’s knowledge of war against Allessio. He stood alongside Dante as they fought the Muratori’s so long ago; he would know how to fight Allessio. Nico looks at me as if I’ve lost my mind. “How do you expect me to keep a level head when my wife and children are missing?” He asks.

“Maybe it’s time that that changed. Maybe if Iris had more information and freedom this whole time, things would have been different.” “I sincerely doubt that,” Nico replies, his voice as dry as a desert. He drops his hand back into his lap, defeated and accepting it. “But, fine, your little Bambi stays.” “Bambi stays,” Christian agrees, nodding. I work hard to fight my smile, very pleased to be included. But neither of them notice anyway, keeping their eyes focused on each other. “And…the plan?” Nico asks, deliberately slow, lifting his coffee to his own lips like it’s the most casual thing on earth.

Nico wiped tears from my eyes using his thumbs then placed his index finger under my chin and tilted my head upward so I was looking him straight in the eyes. “Come on Amara,tell me who did this to you!Is it Fernando or...one of his men?What else did they do to you?Did they touch you in inappropriate way?Did they force you to do something that you didn't like?”I saw worry in Nico's eyes. He was worried that Fernando and his maybe Fernando and his men did something bad to me.Nico heart scary stories from her mother about how cruel Fernando and his men can be and that was why Nico was so worried.

"Hi! I'm Jane you must be Nicholas Cordero?" Jane said greeting Nico when he emerge from his morning swim in one of the swimming pool in the resort. She had been studying the movements of the people in the resort. And she start to make a move on Nico. He just raise his hand and smiled, as a reply of her greetings.

My expression was calm, but the look in my eyes was enough to make Nico’s lively chatter stop short. “I believe you’ve found something for me,” I declared with an air of confidence. “I did, and you will thank me—or actually, just treat me to a nice steak,” Nico suggested as he pulled out his laptop, typed in a few keys, then turned it to face me. On the screen was demographic data of a man. Not just any man—the man who had decided to stand between me and Sienna. The picture wasn’t clear, clipped from CCTV footage at the café where Nico had met her. There were a few more photos, all blurry and unclear. But his distinct features were visible: platinum blond hair, piercing grey eyes, and the re