Novel & Cerita Vincenzo Villain

His eyes were on Lillian. “So this is she right?” he said, smiling. “She's beautiful,” Alex's jaw clenched “Don't you dare,” he warned. Vicenzo held up his hands like it was all a joke. “Relax, it was just a friendly visit. I see you have your territory working well for you that’s why you killed one of us. "This isn't your neighbourhood, Vicenzo. Move." “I will revenge every little thing you have done to me, Alex. I will bring you down. Mark my words,”

It took him a long time to force any words past his lips. "Don Vittorio... Isabella is... your daughter?" They would have never believed in a million years that the girl they treated like a punching bag was the sole heiress of Chicago’s most ruthless crime syndicate. My father walked over, his expression like death itself. Without a word, he unholstered a silenced pistol from his coat, pointed it downward, and pulled the trigger.

Elara's steps slowed without her permission. She knew who he was. Everyone in the kingdom knew who he was. Lord Kael Draven. The Black Villain. The man they said had burned three villages to ash without blinking. The man they said could not be killed, though no one could explain why. Guards spoke of him in low voices. Children were warned never to look him in the eye. And above his head, glowing faintly through the rain, was a number. 0 DAYS. Elara stopped walking entirely.

Alpha Lucien Varkas Standing at the edge of the LV Pack Hunters skyscraper he felt like that was the only honest thing in his life at the moment. It was cold, sharp, and owed nothing to the Cross bloodline. Lucien Varkas stood on the gravel-lined roof, his eyes fixed on the sprawling city below. To the world, he was the Apex—the Alpha of the most formidable pack in the territory. To himself, he was a high-bred stud in a gilded cage, his life and legacy signed away the moment he’d been forced into a Status Bond with Amy Cross.

"Go ahead." Vincenzo brought out his Capone family blade, its glint shining in Santino's eyes. With a sadistic grin, Vincenzo approached Santino, whose eyes widened in horror. He shook his head violently, but Lorenzo had gagged him, leaving him helpless to do anything but let out muffled groans of fear.

Adjusting in my seat, I tell the driver the address where I’m supposed to deliver the flowers and then he drives off. As I look out the window, Lizzie's words echo in my mind. He can’t or he won’t? I start rubbing my forehead stressfully. I guess I’m about to have a headache, now. I have more faith in Zack than I have in myself. I can see that he wants everything to stop as much as I do. However, stepping down from his powerful position would be too risky for him. If he did that, many of his enemies would take advantage of that. I completely understand the difficult situation he’s in right now, and as I already know one of the mafia members is already thirsting for his blood makes my skin cr

"You look exhausted. You are." I murmured as I produced a knife and started to cut into the thick ropes with which he was bound.. the ropes did not give immediately, they were thick and strong and I could see the lines on Vincenzo. He had immediately dismissed the weary look in his eyes the moment he had seen us and that was the exact thing I had expected from him. He never was one to Show vulnerability. He would never show that he was in distress and needed help. If he had a way, he would break free right there and be the one to protect us from the harm we did not see coming. "I'm sorry you girls had to go through this much trouble for my sake. These bastards will have to pay for this."

She gave me her sweetest smile before turning her attention to Vincent. “So you're the poor man given to this beast.” Vincent smiled awkwardly. “I guess so. The name's Vincent.” Vivienne extended her hand. “Vivienne. Business partner of Luciano and, unfortunately for him, his friend.” Vincent took her hand, his brows lifting. “Friend?” “Nice soirée you're hosting this time. Better than the last,” I said, poking at her. “Don't even dare.” She grabbed a drink from one of the passing waiters and downed it. “I don't want to remember that event.”

Rasing the gun Vincenzo pointed at the weakling before pulling the trigger. “Game over.” BOOM! Blood platter all around Vincenzo's face, making him look like the villain he was.

“She’s not a child. She knows right from wrong. I’m not here to manipulate her. I’m here because nobody wants to fuckk with their enemy without knowing who that enemy really is.” Giulia scoffed. “Enemy? So now you’re saying Valentino is the villain? Wow. You really don’t give up.” “If you think I have a hidden agenda, fine. I won’t argue with you.” With that, Vincenzo turned on his heel and disappeared down the hallway, the sound of his footsteps echoing against the wooden floors. Giulia came back to sit beside me, her hands trembling slightly. She pulled the blanket tighter around me and looked at me carefully.