The Casanova Novels & Stories

Vito set his glass down with a sharp clink and straightened. "Call Luca and the rest of the crew. We're hitting that shipyard tonight. I want this operation buried before sunrise." Marco nodded, already sending out orders. As the room buzzed with activity, Vito glanced over at the window once again. His face, a shadow of his very own ambition, gazed back at him in spectral form. "Carla," he whispered quietly, "do you want war? Fine. You won't be around for its end, however. Carla stood amidst the shadows of towering shipping containers, her eyes scanning the organized chaos of her men loading crates of weapons onto waiting trucks. The distant sound of waves crashing against the docks was a s

It was unlikely for Drey not to call us! It would only cost her a minute to call. I could not help but sulk, but I was not blaming her. I was only worried about her. What could have gone wrong? Over the past few days, I researched more about Aris and found out that he was the CEO of the Sandoval Group of Companies. But at the same time, another article popped up that he was an egoistic Casanova. From what I understood, a Casanova is a person who used to break a woman’s heart.

“I, Markus Febrez, greets the lady brighter than the suns and stars combined. If I ever win the competition, please give me a favor and accept this offering of mine...” Ashanti was astonished by the sincere proposal. “But, Markus, we are not---” “I wish you could give this poor man a reply, Lady Zenemica.” There was silence in the hall. Lady Zenemica, a duke’s daughter, extended her hair for the Casanova to kiss. Ashanti and her followers watched from the side while the two sprouts displayed their undying admiration publicly, sealed with a passionate kiss. “They are a perfect pair.” At that moment, the whole crowd forgot the embarrassment of esteemed daughter,

CASSANDRA POV "Very clever" I chuckle sarcastically, and before he could respond, a male waiter came to our table. "Would you guys like to order now?" He asked me looking directly into my eyes but didn't once look at Alessandro. "I'll have the beef lasagna, and my wife would like spaghetti," Alessandro intervened, and the waiter wrote our orders down and walked away. "You don't have to be so rude," I said to him. "He was looking at you like he wanted to fuck you," He stated, and I rolled my eyes; I then spread my legs under the table so my pussy was on display and put my hand under the table, circling my clit.

I have never seen him so angry. “Calm down, father in-law. I'm not a bad person.” Leonardo whispers in an uninterested tone, tapping away on the armrest. “If you, Leonardo Cassano, are not a bad person, who is? Should I give you a run down of your biography? Leonardo Cassano, leader of the Cassano family mafia, and assassins league's underground army, who ascended to power after killing his father, uncle and two cousins. After he ascended, he expanded the Cassano empire to all of northern America, some parts of South America, East Asia, Europe, and Africa. On the surface, he's the genius CEO of JK group. But he's actually the mysterious demon whom different countries of the world are after.

Caspian was riding in a modified SUV, and it was also being escorted by the tanks as an additional defense measure against any possible assassination attempts. He could've chosen to come over in a tank or even a helicopter, but since the war hadn't officially begun, he didn't feel the need to torture himself by riding in a stifling tank. After all, he was Lord Caspian, the Diatoranian God of War. He could do whatever he wanted. In the end, he chose an ordinary SUV. Yesterday, Sylvia informed him that Willow had deduced he was the Diatoranian God of War, so he had made up his mind to tell her the truth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * ~ Caspian ~ As soon as Caspian saw the headline on Page Six, his head began to spin and he threw the newspaper across the room. There was a photo that the paparazzi took of Audrey. She was spotted out on a date with Anthony Cavanaugh and she was wearing a diamond ring on her ring finger. That’s fúcking bullshit.

Casper poured himself some whiskey and asked her. Eve only saw his question as to the opportunity to sell her sexy assets. "Because I’m irresistible." Casper unconsciously spat the drink in his mouth in disgust at her self-praise. Cathan quickly brought a towel to help him clean up the spilled drink. Casper took the towel and made a gesture to Cathan, which showed that it was okay. Cathan nodded and returned to his seat as before. He couldn’t believe despicable women like Eve existed in this life.

Him and all the ones that worked with him. Luca made his way to us along with Alessandro Russo and Nico Morrelli. I knew I could count on these guys. Alessandro Russo ran his shit in Canada, his headquarters in Montréal. His main illegitimate business focused on guns, as well as owning a few casinos. Nico Morrelli ran D.C. and Maryland. He mainly ran casinos and smuggled drugs with a real-estate business as a front. Cassio did a bit of it all and depended on me to clean his money. It was one business he didn’t touch which was fine by me. I had plenty of runners to launder all my activities, his and thousands of others. Luca wasn’t just Cassio’s brother but his right-hand man and helped us al

" Alessandro the Russian are asking for the drugs cargo. They say they need them soon." Liam said as he looked at the shipment details . Alessandro looked up at him as he closed the file of the project of opening new casino in Australia. " Tell the bastards to have whole amount send in advance. We can't risk our goods when it comes to those Russian bastards." Alessandro said ashe looked at the next file. His assistant came running to him with worried face indicating a new problem.