Vincenzo Villain Novels & Stories

"The cup came from my own brother's house. Your uncle Rick poured the poison into the bottle on the third night of the warm-current season. He chose a vintage I drank only on private suppers because he wanted my death to look like grief had finally caught me." "The boy you love is his tool. Liam has been lying with his shoulders since before he asked for your hand. He was never the architect of this, daughter. He was the instrument. He is the dagger your uncle has been sharpening for three years and you are the wedding it was forged for." "The girl is yours. Your cousin Rose has been his lover for as long as he has been your suitor. She does not love him. She loves being chosen. He never qui

I lost myself. When I crawled out of that dark hole, it was thanks to hatred and the thirst for vengeance. I discovered that Mauricio Rossetti had eliminated all loose ends—no witness but him. How did I know? Simple. Only Mauricio had a motive; only he had the power, besides being stupid enough to attack a Di Sante. The damned feud had claimed its last Di Sante victim. The next strike will be the decisive one.

I was never going to feel sorry for anyone, especially not a wicked Villain like me. "Hahahaha… Damien! Look at you. All grown up. Ready to be an Alpha. What were you thinking? That you would run somewhere, away from your pack? Away from your responsibility? Tell me, who's the villain here? Haha" I remained silent. All I could hear in my head was the truth that came out from his mouth. "Listen up, kid," he wheezed, "you can't dodge these dark truths. Embrace them, live with 'em. Those sacrifices, all for you, Damien. Can't you see? Think your wolf's some Moon Goddess present?"

Unlike Di Benedetto who brags about, Di Casinos mafia could be barely heard of, still, everyone knew how ruthless they could be. “I will kill you and bear the consequences for it.” This time, his eyes grew at once, knowing fully well that his only defense could no longer save him. He gulped before speaking up, “I have never known you to be this reckless, not until you met that little girl who isn't worth all this you are doing for her. Do not think you can shoulder the attack from Di Casino? He's terrible. You know that so don't be reck—” “The Vincenzo I know will always think before he acts, but ever since he met that little bitch, he has been acting recklessly—” Selena cuts in and scoffs,

I cried. “I am not worthy of your love. The culprit has become a thorn on our path of love, and I can't focus on our relationship until I expose him.” “Who's he?” I raised my brows. “Vincenzo Siemens. The owner of VS Corporation. The elite, award-winning CEO in daylight whose business turns into smuggling, murders, and real estate scams led by the mafia king by night. His ruthless nature doesn't forgive anyone. Vincenzo's also known as the 'killer machine' in the underground world.” Andrew's eyes were red due to the anger boiling in him. The name had tainted his professional career in the worst way possible.

After hearing that Ellina lowered her head in guilt and was not able to say anything. " I shouldn't have treated you better. I should have killed you from the moment you entered." She said while cursing at her with all her will power. Ellina listened to all her curses and didn't say anything. She just stood there and listerned to her hatefull and cruel words. Yes what could she even do, she have betrayed her most beloved person and the person who considered her as a family. " You may be happy that you are killing a villainess like me don't you ? You may have been provoked to killme on the temptation of money . Isn't it?Tsk!!"

I spat blood to the side and stepped back into him, shoulder-first, slamming into his chest to knock him off balance. He grinned, all teeth. “You’re fucking torturing her,” Vincenzo panted, cracking his neck as we circled each other. His bare feet shifted in the ring like a predator stalking prey, only we were both the same breed of monster. “Why don’t you grow a pair and say it to her face instead of playing Phantom of the Fucking Opera in her phone?”

“I’m not a hero.” “I’m the villain remember,” he reminded me with a grin. “All good villains know how to identify heroes.” He turned his attention to the vine, and the plant pulled back, the vines withering, the flowers and leaves falling, until there was nothing but the faintest shadow on the stone to indicate that it had ever existed at all.

“So you’re here to tell me about Helen?” Vincenzo nodded. His smile was gone. His eyes were deep, serious, and heavy. “Yes,” he said. “I am.” “And why would I trust anything you’re going to say?” she fired back. “Since you’re now an associate with my ex-husband, Damien.” “I’m not asking you to trust me,” Vincenzo said. He took a small step closer. “And as for Damien Calloway… my brother is our common enemy. But honestly, Damien has been nothing but a liability to me.”

He then slammed the table hard when the worst images flickered across his mind—his tesoro and piccolo. Vincenzo was a ferocious beast. When he was the underboss, before Rico, he had murdered over 200 people and he would often freeze his victim so the time of death was difficult to determine and this was what earned him the nickname 'The Iceman'. Xavier had never acknowledged his way of doing things but Vincenzo was good at what he did and it earned him the title, until he decided that he wanted his own empire.