Romans & histoires Vincent Larusso Young

From:Derrick Austin l To:Sebastian Monteiro Subject:Lucas Full name: Lucas Dimitri Williams Age:23 Eyes:,green Hair colour:dark brown Height:5 ft 10 Sex: male DOB: November 3rd 1993 Sexuality: Homosexual Education : Tarmac Elementary Ben Smith High New York University The subject Lucas is a 23 years old gay man, who recently graduated from the New York University where he achieved his degree in media. Currently he is in a committed relationship with boyfriend of 3years John Marajh. Maragh is a young business man. Owner and operator of the popular 'GLITTERS' nightclub and CEO of the Marajh Court Hotel.

Lucas sped through the streets of bustling Los Angeles in his sports car, ignoring the honks and curses from other drivers as he raced to his destination. He had to be quick to get where he needed to be. Vincentius was a sensitive topic for Lucas. After Carlos informed him that something was wrong with Vincentius, he didn't hesitate to rush over. Carlos had told him that the orphanage where his childhood friend resided was facing trouble. Vincentius was the name of that orphanage, where both his little childhood friend and other companions lived.

A tool for Vincent. My father's son.

“Drive.“ Then he turns back to me. “So. What made you decide to come?” I look out the window. “Maybe to piss off my husband.” “Mmm. Honest. I like that.” --- DANTE’S POV The lounge at Russo’s club smells like cigars and bad decisions. I’m on my third drink, and even that can’t help keep me calm in their infuriating presence. Russo is laughing at something Vito said. Something about a shipment in Naples. Vito blows out a ring of smoke and slaps my shoulder. “You’re too quiet tonight, kid.”

"I hope it was all good things." "The best," I said. Lucas's hand pressed against my lower back. I wasn't sure if he was warning me or if it had been in approval. The questions came in waves after that. How did you meet Vittorio? He's never mentioned you. "We met through mutual friends," I said. "He's very private about his personal life." You're very young. This must all be quite new to you. "I adapt quickly." You adjusted so quickly. How remarkable.

He cooked a chicken dish with extra salads and smoothies which I love so much. “Mr Young, you don't have to do this. Now I'll be sorry to disappoint you if something goes wrong” He laughed, and it still scares me how the sound affects me. Mr Young has a perfect combination of honey eyed and dark brown hair that falls over his eye, his ears are pierced and a shiny small ring reflects under the dimmed light of my kitchen. But what made me go crazy was the dimple on his right cheeks that appears only when he bites his lips with his upper teeth or when he smile - “I’ll be there tomorrow” He surprised me by saying.

Even Vincent suspected him of not being able to perform. Vincent was still rather agitated. "Young Master Leonardo, why don't you give it a try with the Young Mistress?" Immediately, Leonardo flung the magazine at Vincent. However, Vincent simply caught the magazine and suggested with a smile, "If you're not interested in the Young Mistress, shall I give Miss Lina a call then? I'm sure she'll be more than happy to give it a try with you." Young Master Leonardo has recovered his manhood, he's a full man!

"Back straight, shoulders squared, chin up and don't let them know what you're thinking. Blank face. Watch your dad, and learn, kid. Learn. He is the best Mafia Boss of his time. You might wanna learn a few things from him." Matching his father's posture, they approached Vincent standing outside the door. Greeting each other with their handshake, they exchanged a few words before he informed the boss that everyone was inside and that this 'Rico' character brought his son along with him since he turned 13 a few months ago. Arcangelo nodded and took a swig of the drink handed to him. "You'll be needing that." The second-in-command spoke as his superior chuckled darkly.

Luca leaned against the wall, a faint bruise blooming along his jaw but his smirk intact. Dante stood before them, shoulders squared, blood still on his shirt. Vittorio’s voice was calm, almost soft, which only made it sharper. “Why did you hesitate?” Dante’s fists clenched. “He was a boy. Not a soldier. It wasn’t...” Vittorio’s eyes narrowed, his ring tapping against the crystal glass. “He was a Romano. That is all you need to know. Age doesn’t matter. Innocence doesn’t matter. Our world doesn’t allow for hesitation. Do you understand?”

He seemed to be in a a haste and was reading the Chapters of the Bible with speed as if someone had been chasing him. "Do you Vincent Vincenzo, take Eleanorah Cortessi as your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold, to..... "he wanted to complete but stopped immediately when he saw the Mafia Lord cast an angry glow at him. " I do and you know that. If I didn't, she wouldn't be here today and you wouldn't be here either" he floated at him and then turned to face Eleanorah. " I do accept to take you as my wife for a year, Eleanorah Cortessi. My lawfully wedded wife" he added with a sinister smirk at the end of his lips.