Sasha And Niccolo Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Sasha, Sasha, Sasha, I know you better than anyone—the way you flinch at mirrors because they remind you of the boy who couldn't save his mother. The way you fuck like it’s absolution, chasing redemption in bruises and bites. Nico sees the hero. I see the monster Ivan forged, and the man who can bring him down.” “Well, he left me, Sorrelina,” I whisper. She kneels so we’re eye level. “He left to save what’s left of you both. You’re destructive together, and you both need distance.” She pauses, her voice softening a bit. “But you're not done, Sasha. Not while I have you here.” She rises with a smile that’s all teeth. “Sessions are just starting. Let's unpack that obsession, shall we? Tell me

“Sasha. Would you do me the honor of a dance?” The world seemed to still. She looked to Mazzo, searching for a way out. Mazzo’s jaw ticked. “She’s my fiancée. I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Nico smiled, slow and infuriating. “Are you afraid your fiancée will fall in love with me after one dance?” Mazzo’s grip turned to stone. Lenny’s brows lifted in warning amusement. Before anyone could stop it, Nico had taken Sasha’s hand.

Only a fool would forget that poison could just as easily be served on silver. I sat. Giovanni followed. Nikola was the last to take his seat. Sasha leaned back in his chair, studying me the way a wolf studies prey that refuses to run. “I heard,” he began, exhaling smoke, “that you had a… restless night.” The words slid like a blade between my ribs. He wanted to see if I’d flinch. I didn’t. He might be talking about Jayce or Salvio, I had no idea. But I won't flinch. Ever!

"You mean Ilya Bôzìc?" "Ilya and Stefano go way back, used to do business together. They were new to the trade when your Pappa skimmed some from the top. Ilya didn't like it. A year after, they broke it off." Niccolo started tapping the keys on his laptop, as if busy with something. "It's quite dramatic to the point of hilarity. Except they both like killing people whenever it suits their mood." Fuck. Wait. Niccolo was a double agent now? "D'you even realize how crazy you sound?"

" This is incredible, thank you." Nikko squeezed her hand and kissed her on the cheek. "You're welcome," he said before standing up again. He raised his arms above his head and the music stopped. Everyone turned towards him, waiting for him to speak. Nikko cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "I would like to thank you all for coming here tonight," he started, looking at Sage with all the Lycan could possess. "This is my mate, Sage." He pointed to her as she stood up beside him. "She means everything to me, and I want her to know how special she is." Nikko turned to Sage and took her face in between his hands. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips, gently at first but then with mor

11 ADRIAN My stomach lurched as I watched Anne sidle up to Annalisa, a sly smile playing on her lips. Annalisa, blissfully unaware, was engrossed in a conversation with Beatrice. A prickle of unease ran down my spine. There was something about Anne’s posture, the way she held the wine glass a little too close to her body, that set off my internal alarm bells.

Logan smirks, and I think he thinks it’s from his kiss, but honestly, I don’t feel anything with his kiss. We switch again, and I keep avoiding Nick, which I know is stupid because I still have to kiss him. Fuck why did she have to miss the shot? I think to myself. The new pairs are Nancy and Nick, Mila and Josh, Rose and Logan, and Me and Taylor. I can tell they are enjoying this because some let a few growls of approval. Horny dogs, I laugh to myself. We do our last switch, and I hesitate since I have to kiss Nick. But everyone else switches like nothing, so I walk up to Nick. He has a smirk on his face that makes me take a step back, but before I can move far from him, he pulls me by my a

Alessandro said, and Lynn placed Sienna flat on the couch and ran over to hug me. "Be safe and visit anytime you like" She says into my ear before pulling away from the hug. "And you," She says to Alessandro. "You better be prepared for pregnant Sandra because I can tell you now it won't be fun," She jokes, making me giggle, and wraps her arms around Alessandro. She sits back down on the couch and gives us a small wave of goodbye, I open the door but as I open it, I saw a tall figure dressed in all black and a visible snake tattoo trailing up his neck

Victoria; wife of the Montessari Cartel boss, waves it off. If I haven’t mentioned it before, our world is tightly knit. We only date and befriend our own. Cartel to cartel. Mafia to mafia. A clean bloodline. Fewer risks, they say. Victoria leans forward, lowering her voice with a curious twinkle in her eyes. “Who’s the hot guy that just walked in with you?” I follow her gaze to Nico who is sitting at a table not far from us, flipping through a fashion magazine, calm as ever. He looks like his rightful place is in those pages.

He answered slowly. "Then what do you want me to do, huh? What do you want me to do so that you would believe us?" Casey asked him. Niccolo breathes deeply. "Leave me alone please," he announced. "You can't convince me to believe you. That s*x video isn't real, it's edited. I wouldn't be able to believe it easily. She loves me and I trusted her promise to marry me. You should leave my house now before I tell the security personnel to get you out of here. I don't believe you, Casey. Thank you for wasting your time!" Niccolo said sarcastically. He quickly stood up and left them sitting on the couch staring each other's face. "The door is open for you to leave immediately."