The Casanova Novels & Stories

I remain composed with a small smile plastered on my face. Maximo smirks at me, his gaze simply darkening in a frightening way. It's the first time he has looked at me like this, “ Isn’t that right, Samantha? You won’t play any tricks on us right, cause you know I am itching to burn stuff up,” My senses are alert and I offer a sharp node. He snaps his fingers, “ Great, Santino, call her brother.” He instructs. As he ashes up the cigar in his palms. I took note of how he only smokes one type of cigar, the most expensive one in the world. He is truly living up to his billionaire reputation.

Ivan's POV Patient 222 There's always a lady wearing a white sort of dress and small cap that never seems to fit on her head. In fact, every lady that I've seen in this stupid place all don't have fitting cap. Today he seems to be full of confidence and energy," I hear a lady in white say, looking at her badge! Her name neatly spelt Cassie. Cassie," I repeated thrice nodding my head, blurting out, "Cassie where are my friends? Where's my boyfriend?" The nurse was staring ahead and wheeling me to the interrogation ward. "You long-faced chimpmunk, answer me!" I kept screaming.

A smug look formed on his face, “I don’t know if that’s true.” He shrugged nonchalantly, “I’ve been told my charm could melt the hearts of the coldest women.” “Well, I’m not like every woman you’ve ever met,” I sneered. This guy must be a real Casanova. I give myself a mental pat on the back for not tripping over my own feet, to sink my claws into this man. Then again, I’ve never done that before and I don’t instead start now.

CHAPTER 22 CASSIAN'S POV My fingers are wrapped tightly around my glass of whiskey, as I bring it to my lips. That is the only thing that seems to keep me sane at this point. I am thinking about more than enough. And it is enough to make me run mad at the same time. There are almost a hundred files waiting for me on the table, and I cannot bring myself to even go through them. My mind is still worried about everything that is happening with Nova. The ladies of the pack are not even hiding their level of disgust towards her. They do not like her.

I don't even remember the last time I went on a diet. I turn to look at Richard who is fuming and glaring daggers at Angelo,obviously annoyed by his interruption. “Are you always going to sabotage me every time we meet?”Richard asks angrily and Angelo gives him a mischievous smile. He then turns to look at Lorenzo before sneering. “ I was wondering why I feel uncomfortable suddenly. Turns out that the famous Chicago Casanova is here." Angelo comments,staring at Lorenzo hatefully. I watch as Lorenzo stiffens from Angelo's words.

he sipped his coffee like nothing happened, but there was a flicker of something in his eyes. Was that amusement she saw? “Sorry to scare you, sweetheart; it was actually my idea,” the man said, causing Alison to glance in his direction. The man looked so handsome as his hat was no longer on his head but Alison was too angry to care. “ I thought you killed him, you psycho” Alison snapped. “Hey, I'm alive; Name's Tristan, by the way,” he said, but Alison ignored him, waiting for Nicholas's response. Nikola shrugged, unfazed. "That's the problem." You can't prepare for danger if you don't feel it."

Don Salvatore was a very decent man and no matter how Allan tried, he couldn’t get anything to complicate him. He bowed slightly in appreciation to Casper before turning his attention to Cassandra, captured by her extraordinary features, as he bowed to her slightly before extending his hand for a dance. As soon as they joined hands and began to dance to the tune of the guest singer, background information about Salvatore began to play and everyone realized that he owned the biggest casinos in Las Vegas. “Thank you, Don Salvatore,” Casper said as soon as his timer beeped, showing that the one minute was done. Cassandra was relieved. Don Salvatore was a gentleman but her heart was already take

Cas tells us as we watch all the recon, she has on the big screen Raven has hooked up to her laptop. Cassandra Nickles is an ex-military/assassin who was married to Carlo for years. Now she's a highest bidder gets her services type of person who has done a job or to for us, and like Marquez, Carlo and a few others, she was a good friend to our family and our mother. "Where's Roman" Cas asks and all 1 do is point upstairs.

Gabrielle shifted into his arms. "So what happened to this Cassie?" I asked. Carson, Zander and Cleo froze. "She was taken," Carson said. "Taken? Taken by whom?" I asked. "Her mate," Carson growled. Well if it's her mate, then I did not see the big deal. "Massimo Romano." I gasped. "The drug lord Alpha from Italy?" "Yes, and he is known to be a psycho when it came on to women. It is said that he rapes his women and beats them." Carson gritted his teeth.

He watched without blinking while Cassandra cupped Graham's face and said something to Graham. Greg became even more surprised when Cassandra nodded and Graham slipped the ring on Cassandra's finger and hugged each other. The day of retribution has finally arrived. His boss is reaping what he had sown. The infamous Casanova was played by his fiancée. That's what Greg had in mind when he witnessed Cassandra and another man getting engaged. Greg couldn't make up his mind whether or not to tell Marty. Greg got out of the car. He walked fast to catch the paparazzo he spotted taking pictures of Cassandra with the other man.