Vincenzo Villain Novels & Stories

I asked him. "Because you told me he is your friend." Devin replied. I felt so ashamed once again, how many times Azra has been in danger? And Devin just let everyone off and did not even kill anyone since Azra didn't want it. Their love and loyalty for each other is unmatched. The people around them can be called evil, more than them, a real demon. "But why did you do that?" I asked Nicolas this time. There are so many things that I did not know about this man. And I am finding them one by one.

the queen asked. "I don't think how I feel is of any importance." Evena answered. The queen laughed out loud. "You are very funny, aren't you Evena? The first thing you will learn here in Salvatore is to be polite. Now, let me rephrase my question, how do you feel about being here to serve me? And remember, don't lie because I will be able to tell." "I wasn't planning on lying. I hate it here in Salvatore, vampires make my skin crawl. I especially hate the fact that I am going to serve an heartless murderer like you." Evena replied bluntly.

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

“I had to! You were becoming soft! You were changing! It was all because of her! She was making you weak! You were going to lose everything! The empire! The power! I had to do it! I had to make sure that you stayed strong! I had to make sure that you were the Don Marino everyone feared! I swear, I never wanted to hurt her... I just wanted to make you strong again.” Vincenzo's rage finally broke loose. He walked to Vittorio and punched him in the face, causing Vittorio's head snap back, a scream of pain tearing from his throat. “What right did you have?!” Vincenzo roared. “What right did you have to make that decision?! It wasn't your place to decide what was best for me! It was my life! My d

“Enough talk. Give me Vincenzo’s location.” “And if I refuse?” Victor suddenly tore off his sunglasses. There was a feverish glint in his eyes. “If you won’t let me back, then I won’t tell you.” I looked straight at him. “That just means I’ll have to put in more effort. Vincenzo is already a dead man to me. It’s only a matter of time. And you,” I added calmly, “will die by my hand. For betraying the family by working with Vincenzo, I’ll deal with you personally.”

The taste should be bitter, but it's completely sweet as I sigh heavily attracting her attention, I look up, shaken by the distance imposed by the marriage. - Giovanni. - The big hands find my chin silencing my mouth. - I'll get it out of there. - Like? Vincenzo is still missing and our girl Giovanni. I speak hurriedly in a single breath leaning my body forward and letting the tears run down my cheeks disguising it by lowering my face when the waiter approaches serving the dark drink. The man practically runs at the furious expression my brother wears. - Vicenzo was a traitor. Gasp in surprise bringing his body closer to him putting his hand on his leg seeing the expression transforming with

I interrupted him. "Just get lost already Raphael, you heard her," Vincenzo said in a cold voice making the man gulp. "I….I…am sorry," he said and left hurriedly. I rolled my eyes at his cowardness. "Stop doing that?" Vincenzo said. "What?" I asked because I was confused. "Rolling your eyes," he said, and I rolled them once more. "You ain't my boss to tell me any shit," I said. "Maybe not now, but soon I will," he said.

Even though I was used to insults like that, my cheeks flamed in embarrassment all the same, especially seeing as all those around us had stopped doing what they had been doing and were looking at me. "I'm so sorry," I apologised again and sped up my pace. "The fuck are you good for, huh? Bitch can't even go around serving half a tray of champagne," Nick spat at me, making my eyes sting. No, I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me cry. My vision blurred because of the unshed tears but I didn't stop picking up the broken pieces of the glass, simply wanting to get out of there as soon as possible. I hissed as one of the pieces cut my hand, blood pouring out. It hurt, but I didn't c

He motioned for the men in front of him to move to the side. Bending down, he sneered, "I really hate when I get blood on me. People already consider me a dastardly villain, I try not to look the part." He grabbed the sack of bones in front of him by the hair and bashed its face into the floor. Blood splattered over his suit. "Now look what you've done, you've ruined the suit too," Alexander pretended to pout. Johannes Chevalier looked up at him, tears, blood, and mucus covering his once pretty face.

From the man who believes he is always in control. Long time, Gianne, he wrote, adding a laughing emoji. Thor. Asshole.