The Italian Heartthrob Novels & Stories

It is personal. And I was also aware that it is enough reason to get taken off the case, but I would make sure no one found out my history with Damien Salvatore. I didn’t miss the way my heart stuttered in my chest, the stupid organ still held on to seventeen year old Damien and couldn’t bring itself to harden against him. It was the exact reason I was going into this with brains and not my heart. He left, and I was a nobody back then. I would show him how I have become someone, someone capable of bringing him down. See you soon, Damien.

She had fallen in love with the monster and now her helpless heart could not help but beat faster for him. She hated it. Hated that his name sounded like thunder in a warzone and still managed to settle her. Hated that her chest fluttered when he spoke. Hated the way her soul responded to his voice like it had always been waiting to be called. Don Viterro’s eyes darkened. Anger brewing hot in his eyes. Drystan was right. Every fucking person on the planet knew who the hell he was! A ruthless young mafia lord. Italy’s sovereign and the world’s best grave digger.

No wonder her hirer was willing to pay such huge amount of money to kill him, he really was worth all the fuse. She stared at her screen, carefully studying the picture of Marco De Luca shown there, his tone, honey brownish skin spoke loudly about his Italian roots. His hair was packed into a ponytail, giving his symmetrical face a sturdy look that scream ‘serious but sexy’. She felt a pang of sadness that she would have to remove such a handsome person from the face of the world very soon.

Alberich’s angry posture coupled with the mop in his hand, she also hurried forward to stop him. “What’s going on?” Mr. Alberich yelled angrily, “That heartless man is outside!” Silvia shook her head helplessly. Why was her father calling him a heartless man? He was not a heartless person. He had never loved her or cared for her, and his heart had always belonged to Mariah. How could he be called a heartless man if he had never offered his heart to her? A person like Shaun could be called a heartless man. He was once in love with Rosaline before he fell in love with someone else. To be exact, he fell in love with someone else’s money. That was a truly heartless man.

Yes, Altezza's cold voice sounded more painful than if he had shouted and scolded her. Throughout their relationship, Altezza had never shown any rough attitude towards her. He never tried to control or be authoritative towards her. And that's what made Jovanka fall in love with the Italian-blooded man. Behind his tall and sturdy body, there hid a gentle demeanor that contrasted with his muscular frame.

“Perhaps tomorrow you can present me with someone… suitable. Otherwise, consider your tenure here concluded.” “Yes, sir,” Tracy mumbled, turning to leave. “Tracy?” Damian’s voice stopped her just as she reached the door. “Have them send up a bottle of wine. It’s been an exceptionally tedious day.” “Yes, sir,” Tracy replied politely, but as the door clicked shut behind her, a silent growl of frustration rumbled in her chest. Damian Loft wasn’t just arrogant; he was a thoroughly unpleasant and entitled jerk!

It hurt her for him to talk like that about their relationship, so she begged him “No….don’t say that David, why are you so evil? I agree that I love money but I love you too. Why can’t you believe me? I am the perfect woman for you. I am beautiful and elegant and I know that you have realized that. If not you wouldn’t be here yearning for this perfect body. By your side I can give you a good image and earn you more fame” David sneered then said “Did you forget that I am the most sought after CEO in the country? Sorry Belinda but I don’t need you to become famous because I already am. Besides, If I must get married I prefer someone out of the public eyes so that I can live a different kind o

Ashley teased. "Stalking, no, it's more like I was not about to let a good woman slip away just like that. We met in Italy about two months ago. She was my neighbor, and we didn't get along for a while until we had a one-night stand after we coincidentally met at a club. We realized that we had crazy chemistry, so we decided to just have sex casually until she leaves Italy. I started falling for her and was planning to tell her that only for me to get to her apartment to find out that she had left already." Leo said it with a sad smile. "Oh, she probably was scared of getting too attached to having to say goodbye to you." Ashley smiled. She couldn't help but wonder who the girl who captured

None of my sins is something I want to keep secret. He though he has upper hand over me, but little does he know the thirteen year old boy who was made the head of the Italina mafia, has killed more dangerous snakes to remain on his throne. So a little fish in the ocean, if thinks can ever be bugger than me, then soon I will show him what happen when you fuck with Stefano Valentnino. Yes I was weak when it came to Tiara, it was because of her that the ice in my heart started having cracks and people thought I became, but now it's time the world is reminded again that who the fuvk they are messing.

I scream as he presses against that spot even more. "Ti senti così bene(You feel so good)," Vittorio groans out. His Italian accent drives me wild. My eyes roll to the back of my head as the pulsating pleasure takes over my entire being. I'm about to reach my limit, but I squeal in surprise. Vittorio stops then grips the back of my knees. And without pulling out, he pulls me against him and walks backward. I grip the back of his hands so I can have some stability. He then continues thrusting in me from a new angle. I lean my head back as Vittorio continues assaulting my body.