Novel & Cerita Vincenzo Villain

The night Cassian Arden met Seraphina Laurent. The night Elena Vale became the villainess. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the table. Because she remembered. Every chapter. Every humiliation. Every death flag. She wasn’t in her world anymore. She was inside a novel. A bestselling romance story she once read during chemotherapy nights before everything went dark. And she had become the character everyone hated. Elena Vale. The obsessive fiancée. The “villainess who burns at the end.” Her legs weakened. She almost laughed.

“Well, you wouldn't be the Luciano everyone's terrified of if you just agreed, now would you?” “You know…” I shrugged. “I've got a reputation to keep, a reputation you'll find is very well deserved,” I responded. “You entertain me, Luciano,” Vincenzo said. “Perhaps I won't kill you after all, at least not yet. I'm going to let the world believe you're dead. And while you rot here, I'm going to find that precious wife of yours and finish what your father couldn't.” He signaled to the guards, and the first blow of a heavy lead pipe caught me in the ribs, but I didn't scream. It would take a lot more than that to break me.

Do you really have to offer yourself up? Aurora didn’t hesitate before slapping me again. "Rowan Vance, do you want to ruin Kieran’s future? He finally managed to pass the bar exam, and you’re telling him to go hire a prostitute?" Hearing this, Kieran’s eyes immediately reddened, and he began crying pitifully. "Rowan, I know you’re jealous of me. "But you stay at home all day doing nothing while Aurora supports the company on her own. Now that I can finally help her, you want to destroy me. Are you even a man?"

Vito stared at him without blinking. And Vincenzo realized too late that he had made a terrible mistake. “Milano.” The moment her name left Vincenzo’s mouth, something inside Vito snapped. His fist connected with Vincenzo’s jaw so hard that the older man stumbled backward into a nearby table, sending glasses and liquor crashing onto the floor. Gasps erupted around the golf court instantly. Judge Hilton nearly choked on his drink. “Capo—” one of Vincenzo’s guards started forward before freezing at the murderous look on Vito’s face.

“Huh? I….” Suddenly, Vincenzo’s door burst open and I sprang up from his laps startled. “What the fuck!” Vincenzo barked. “Vince!!!” A voice screamed. I moved out of the way as a blonde beauty ran into Vincenzo arms. I opened my mouth in astonishment as Vincenzo broke into fits of laughter and that transformed his face totally. He looked boyish and carefree. I gaped as she smothered his face with kisses. Vincenzo Cassano, the ruthless and heartless Capo of the Italian famiglia can actually laugh not even smile.

Let me guess, you found out everything. "Don’t test my patience. Just because I saved your miserable life doesn’t mean I can’t take it away with my hands." His threatening grin caused Vincenzo, an Italian ruffian boss, to burst into a sheepish cackle. He sat close to an airtight window and blew more smoke out of his mouth. His left arm was amputated, and his face was badly burned because, why, him? That screwing motherfucker in front of him. Vincenzo managed to hold his ball of anger beneath him and speak.

I turned around to stare directly into his eyes, which looked cryptic under the dim light. "Sorry to disappoint you, but I am not Annika Summers. I am Vivian Cunningham, your wife. Remember?" I said sarcastically before running out of the closet. I did my best to hold back my tears and not cry in front of him, but my emotional armor shattered as soon as I rushed into the room and locked myself inside. It was just a mistake, a drunken mistake. Nothing else. What did I expect? Of course, he's still in love with his little bird. Of course, he didn't want me.

一 Caroline softened her voice, it was likely that she was also using the same suffering technique on Dona Cristina as she used on Felipe and possibly on Senhor Jacob. 一 Unfortunately not, Caroline. But I'll look for you, excuse me 一 She asked rudely, but before she did she turned to me and then smiled 一 See you later my dear 一 She smiled at me and only after that did she leave. There was hate in Caroline's eyes, she could fool heaven and saints but not me. I knew her type of girl, the shy and suffering when in fact her goal was to make other people's lives hell, the reality is that she was the only villain.

And they cut the call. "Did you know who kidnapped your son?" Ethan's voice came from behind her and she tensed. "A criminal, Andrew's enemy." She said rather angrily as she turned to face him. "That man wasn't Andrew's enemy until Andrew killed that motherfucker John." Ethan said. Her brows furrowed. "What do you mean?" She inquired in a small voice. "The one who kidnapped Lucas was John's fucking brother Serrano. He wants Vengeance for his brother's death. He wasn't any mafia enemy." All of a sudden she stopped breathing.

They tie him down to the chair and finally leave. "He was the one who found your number for Klaus and he is a traitor. He is in the Spanish mafia but works for Klaus." Vincenzo says from behind me, removing his coat. I turn around to see him open up his cuffs and loosen up the tie, opening up the first few buttons of his shirt. Holy... I gulp turning back around, facing the guy. I make my way towards the table, picking up the smallest but sharpest knife there was. ------------------------------------------------------------------