Stacy Moretti Novels & Stories

If Mayor Moretti wanted to play games… Then I would take away the one thing he truly valued. His daughter. I grabbed my phone and dialed. The call connected after three rings. "Hello?" Isabella. Her voice was steady..But beneath it, I heard the fear. I almost laughed. "Miss Moretti." Silence filled the line. The only sound was her breathing. “You.” A smile tugged at my lips. “Smart girl.” “What do you want this time?” “I wanted Adrian Drake, your fiancé, dead.” My voice remained calm and steady. “He survived.”

Although she had seen him in the dark and she couldn't deny, he was irresistible in the dark as well. Sebastian closed the distance with his long legs as Stacy stepped back instinctively. His eyes never left her and as his eyes looked at her from top to bottom, she felt like she wasn't wearing a thing. Her knee length skirt and blouse felt transparent and she wanted to cover herself with an extra layer. Sebastian recited her life in a few sentences, "Stacy Cyrus, working as an editor in City Scape. Recently been promoted and an editor of the news where Sebastian Rodriguez is also a suspect."

And I would die before I gave it a chance to do the same to me. “I have already chosen you a bride son”, I heard grandpa say. I turned to face him in surprise. With a sly grin he tapped on the laptop which I had not noticed before and turned it to face me. “ Anya Moretti-“ “ Daughter of Salvatore Morretti”, I cut him midway. “But grandpa there is a scandal about them in the papers.Surely you do not want us to be associated with them at this time”, i grimaced.

Mia The next day, I met Stacy at a café two blocks from the office. She wore sunglasses and a sleek black coat, like she was trying not to be seen. And God, she was even more gorgeous in person— her long blonde hair flowing down her shoulders. “You came,” she said, stirring her coffee slowly. “Good. Saves me the trouble.” “What's this about, Stacy?” I asked, trying to sound composed. She took off her sunglasses. Her eyes were sharp, but not angry. Calculating.

"To anyone who can provide the exact whereabouts of my wife, Alessia, I am offering a reward of ten million dollars. This is not a joke. This is a husband's promise." The video caused an unprecedented stir in the underworld. The Moretti family's power was well-known, and a ten-million-dollar reward was enough to tempt anyone. From the casinos of Las Vegas to the red-light districts of Tokyo, from the bars of Moscow to the alleys of Naples, everyone was talking. "The cold-blooded Don Moretti is crying over a woman?" "Ten million dollars… that's enough to retire on." "They say the woman left the US. Could be in Europe, maybe Asia…"

She possessed striking beauty, with blond hair and dark brown eyes like her father, often seen in elegant dresses and expensive jewelry. [Moretti Family] Henry Moretti, the head of the Moretti family, was a towering figure with a shaved head and a thick, graying beard. He favored dark tweed suits and was rarely seen without his gold chain necklace. Marco "The Shadow," Henry's right-hand man, was a master of disguise and deception. Marco often changed his appearance, making it difficult to identify him. Mia Moretti, Henry's daughter, was a woman of intelligence and ambition. She bore a striking resemblance to her father, with short black hair, amber eyes, and a penchant for tweed suits.

She stared at him even more now, trying to read the face of a possible tsundere monster she called her husband, when someone walked up to them. “Well, well, well,” A woman well the same age as Olivia smiled as her finger seductively twirled along the stem of her wine glass. “If it isn’t Alex Maldov and his new meat, in the flesh.” Olivia frowned, Alex’s expression was somewhat calm, “This is Stacy. Stacy Gianni.” Stacy stretched out an hand which Olivia shook to be polite, but she could swear the woman poked her palm with her fingernail, “It’s nice to meet you Olivia. I take it you’re Big C’s daughter.”

she tells her with a fake smile. “Why don’t you join us in our table, Celia?” Stacy tries to pull her in her circle of friends by grabbing her by the arm. Stacy is the Gamma’s daughter. She is the second best Lorcan’s potential mate next to Celia. Celia gave Stacy a small smile. “I’m sorry, Stacy. I came here with my friend Raven.” Raven gave them all an uneasy smile when their attention turned to her. Stacy and her friends forces a fake smile when they saw the outfit she wore here.

I said, trying to engage in conversation. "No problem. They'll understand," Matt replied casually. His eyes then twinkled towards the door. "There they are!" My gaze followed the direction of Matt Harris' gaze. Through the doorway into the room, Jeremy and Stacy Cohen finally arrived. Both looked so elegant and confident. Jeremy, in a well-fitted black suit, gave the impression of a leader's assertiveness. Next to him, Stacy looked stunning in a dark blue evening gown that accentuated her beauty. Every step she took seemed so elegant, exuding an aura of confidence that matched her position.