The Casanova Novels & Stories

It was like life had surprised him with so much happiness which he never expected to suddenly have, Logan pushed his office door open only to find Emiliano sitting behind the desk in his chair as if the office were his or if he was the boss "And why is Casanova here?” Logan asked sarcastically as he unbuttoned his coat, took it off and threw it on the couch out for Emiliano to look up at Logan with a smirk and crossed his legs like a boss he was

Just call me anytime you want. I didn't answer that when Maeve curses and a few utensils cling. "You alright, Maeve?" I ask and call Alyssa. "Y-yeah." She answered softly. I turned back and walked off while waiting for Alyssa to answer. She did answer and I went to the balcony. "So, what now, Casanova?" "Haven't you gotten laid last night?" I asked huskily. "Hmmm. I'm waiting for you last night." "Sorry, a good thing happens," I said just to make her jealous.

, Caden said to Luciano teasingly. Luciano groaned in frustration. If not for Caden setting him up with that blasted date, Luciano wouldn’t even know who Cassie is. Cassie was one of the bride candidates. About three years ago, Luciano went to meet her, and they met. Intimately. Luciano didn’t know it was her first time; not that it would make any difference. Luciano deflowered many girls, she-wolves and humans alike, but after Cassie, he made a rule to stay away from virgins.

He could never have peace in his grave. As Gabrielle came out of the basement, Antonio poured him a glass of vodka. He gulped it up, and stormed out of the bar. Antonio followed suit, increasing his pace. Xuan stood at the parking lot, chewing his tobacco. He couldn't back down now, The reward was too enticing. He could have the whole Casanova empire to himself, plus enough wealth to last him a lifetime, and a beautiful shawty as a bonus. He chuckled again, imagining Gabrielle would close his eyes in death forever.

Of course, that bad look of a looser he knew. "Bob, I always told you that you're just too old to learn the tricks of those yanks from downtown the county, while sitting at the table gambling." Casanova noted sternly. Bob chuckled and hesitantly listening as though there's something much more than what he said. Each nodded as they moved from ear shot to continue with their conversation. Casanova was his informant in the military and that makes them more intimate in the drug deal business in the hood.

“I need some time to clear my head.” Marcus, his assistant, stood at the door as Caspian exited the room. “Sir, today's schedule—” “Cancel everything,” Caspian cut in without explanation. “I'm going to Italy. Arrange a flight tonight.” Marcus was silent for a moment before nodding. “Yes, sir. I'll take care of it.” Without explaining further, Caspian returned to his study. He opened his laptop, trying to immerse himself in work to distract his mind. But his mind remained unfocused. Every page he read, every document he opened, Cassandra's image slipped through.

"Seven forty-five in the evening. Why?" Casper frustratedly ruffled his hair because of what Caspian said. "Mr. Jang Lazaro organized a party at District five! You should go there since you are the Mafia Boss in Ciudad Reál! Gosh, you are making my head hurts." He massaged the bridge of his nose. "Technically, I told them that I won't come because I am regaining my sleep." Caspian took a sip on his coffee. "So you won't come?"

I quickly shrieked covering my chest, he knows I am not wearing anything under this shirt, like I just put on some comfortable shirt and shorts to sleep. I try pleading with my eyes, but he does not budge, this pervert. I angrily picked up my glass of wine and took my first sip of defeat. “Coward.” He mutters to me; I roll my eyes before picking another card. I chuckle as I read the card, the absurdity of what is written, “what craziness is this?” I burst out laughing, this is definitely a trap, this whole game is a trap. “Come on now beautiful, read what is written, your mustang is on the line remember.”

Cain, he means well," she said. "No, he has control issues and wants to relive the glory days by telling me how to run the world," he said. "He's just proud of you." "He's jealous of me." Evelyn's eyebrows furrowed. "After his whole plot against Asia went south, he never regained control. When I stepped in, I did what he couldn't and I took over Asia and Africa," he argued. Evelyn sighed. "Taking Africa was a bad move," she said.

Instead, he drove the woman who loved him most straight to her death. Cesare tightened his grip on the phone. His knuckles turned white. The despair in his eyes vanished, replaced by bone-deep ruthlessness. "Spread the word. I want every rat flushed out." Paulo straightened. "Yes, Don." "They want the Cassano Family?" Cesare rose slowly and walked to the window, voice ice-cold. "Let's see if they live long enough to take it." Outside, the sky had gone dark. A storm was rolling in.