Stephen Bisciotti Novels & Stories

and not just in the orgasmic way. We were talking about something serious. Something Stephanie had dug up. To the city, she was the prestigious director of an important media chain, the polished spokesperson for the Greco family. In the shadows, she was my best source of intel. My eyes and ears in the field. And still... sitting behind my desk, swirling the rum in my hand, I could only think about one damn thing. Those disappointed golden eyes. Shit, why did I feel so bad for not kissing Victoria? Worse... my whole body wanted it, desperately.

I would serve this in a meal for Millie and I to share. I then disposed of his body out back. No one would do anything to me because I have power here and control. No one will mess with a cannibal. By the time the next day rolled around I had kept the nurses's flesh in my small freezer no one had known about that I would keep in my room. I was mising my Millie but I knew that she would be back. As the days passed by and I waited patiently but anxiously for her return when the day finally came I smiled brightly. "Hey Brian, I'm feeling better. How was your week?" She asked me. "Dreadful my dear, but I have something for you." "You do?" Millie said smiling in more of a surprise way not like an

Breed wanted to know as he finally came over to the table after getting off of his cell. “Well, I have this friend and he happens to work in the FBI and he sort of owes me a favor. A bust like this would be a feather in his cap.” Roslyn looked over at Kizzy. “But he would want to include your grandfather in the mix. Taking down a mogul like Brian Williams would be a strong motivator.”

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Anderson. I'm the director of Rising Sun Group's Northerna headquarters, Peter Bowie." "A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Bowie." Stephen shook Peter's hand and introduced Yvonne at Peter's inquiring look. "This is Yvonne Miller, CEO of Miller Jewels." There was nothing wrong with the way he introduced her, but Yvonne felt an inexplicable sense of displeasure. She gave Stephen a look before nodding at Peter in acknowledgement.

(Third person perspective) Stephen had grabbed Tony's butt, and one of his fingers was fiddling near his butthole when Tony pushed him away, hard enough for Stephen to stagger. Tony couldn't believe what just happened. He had times before where he was looked down upon, even people aggressively holding his wrist and trying to kiss him or feel him up, but they were all just some sleazy lecherous roadside romeos who had nothing better to do other than treat any vulnerable person as their entertainment, but this man is a well-known politician from a respected family, owns an import-export business and is liked by several. He is also here as a special guest of the Chairman. Yet, he just now...

In front of the past. And Alexandro didn’t hesitate. He turned toward her, his expression unreadable for a heartbeat—then softened. “Of course,” he said. Serena didn’t look away. Inside her, something shifted. The man who hadn’t written back. The Alpha who had pushed her away. The husband who had been cold. He was here. And he had accepted her invitation, without question. Her brothers gave subtle nods, choosing not to comment, but their glances carried curiosity and relief. Her father offered a short nod, still measured in his approval, then excused himself with a tight smile to oversee some house matters.

But when he spotted Adrian and Stephanie, he froze for a moment before looking pretty intimidated. "Y-You two…" he stammered, not knowing what to say. Diane didn't spend much time on the internet, but Bosco practically lived online. Of course he knew who Adrian and Stephanie were. He had even met Stephanie as a child, but back then, he hadn't thought much of it. Now that he was older and knew more, his perspective had completely changed. She was the Ford family heiress, and standing beside her was the heir of the Hawke family!

*** Name: Rossi Emilio Silvestri Date of Birth: March 14, 1991 Age: 34 Nationality: Italian Birthplace: Florence, Italy Citizenship: Dual—Italian and American. Accent: Smooth, refined Tuscan Italian. Languages: Italian (native), English (fluent) Former Title: 4th-Year Surgical Resident at St. Augustine Medical Centre, Manhattan, NY Specialisation: Trauma surgery & neurosurgical procedures Medical School: Sapienza University of Rome. License Revoked: July 2024 Revoking Body: New York State Board for Professional Medical Conduct

Jack reassured her. "Thank you, babe!" Briana said as she entered the bathroom for a long bath. Jack lowered himself on the bed and browsed his phone. He will write a $1 million check for Mr. Bodhi tomorrow based on their agreement for Briana's safe return. His mind went back to the time when Mr. Bodhi contacted him on the phone, presenting himself as the suspect's friend and promising him that he could help free Briana and make the suspect surrender. He was skeptical of the man's claim. He thought he was just one of those callers who was only after the $1 million reward but couldn't provide him with the exact location of Briana.

He was even the first to arrive at the disaster site after the recent earthquake in the northern region. Seeing the shocked, confused, and disbelieving looks on everyone’s faces, Stephen smiled triumphantly. That was exactly the reaction he wanted! He was determined to crush Ethan’s reputation completely! “My sources can’t be wrong,” Stephen said confidently. “I wouldn’t say this without solid evidence.” He then slammed a file onto the table. It contained information about Ethan’s real estate holdings and the financial transactions with several women. “Could he have afforded two apartment buildings without accepting bribes or embezzling? Could he have handed out tens of thousands of dollars