Vito Basso Novels & Stories

“And if I come out successful… will I be rewarded with an orgasm?” His grip on her tightened, almost painfully, his body vibrating with need. “You’re really daring, baby girl, don’t push your luck.” He then tilted his head towards an older man across the room, who was laughing like a lunatic, talking to three women and drinking heavily. “That’s your target for the night,” Hades said, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper in her ear, his hips grinding deeper. “His name is Vito Carbone.” He gave her his background: “He’s an Italian.”

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama SEVEN VENDETTA I walk into the suite and all eye where focused on me making it me look more weird that what I felt with Rainal few minutes ago. "What?"I asks as I threw my jacket on the couch and slum myself on the soft sofa. "You got disconnected and not only that you_" "I was attending to something important and had to remove it"I shun one of the officer that questioned me.

I groan “ Ooo someones really grumpy today.” Ryan adds catching up to us “ What were you doing? You got out of the car first?” Creed questioned punching him in the arm “ I had to pee if you must know. What are we doing going down the basement?” He said rubbing his arm “ The boss failed to inform us that we caught a rogue while we were gone. And now we are on our way to beat info out of him.” Creed explains hopping down the stairs “ Creed one more smart ass remark and you’ll be joining him”

“Veronica is coming.” ‘So that is her name... Veronica.’ Felix thought to himself, he did not felt the slightest of fear and worry of what Cassiopeia has said. He felt excited and thrilled to meet the woman, even on the fact that she will come to destroy them. He felt to himself that he wants to claim the woman as hers. And take what he wants. All his life he always believed and knows that, he can have whatever he wants no matter what it takes.

Dante said calmly “I believe that we have organized it well enough for you to be satisfied alongside the other partners, shareholders, and ‘friends’. Don’t worry, we won’t have a sniper pointed at you, by the way” Giovanni clenched his fist, but said nothing as he took a step back, followed by another man, and judging by Leo and Aunt Gabriella’s glares, I could tell that it was Mattia. The men walked toward a table, and nodding at the bartender, the man brought them two glasses.

The fact that Sienna and I just had an argument about this was something, but the fact that I was going to be the one telling her about it when I knew that she was angry with me right now was a complete other thing that I didn’t even want to think of. “You were with Valeria when they found his body. The men sent me the videos of the surveillance cameras.” Donatello said before starting the car as he put his phone down. “You should know more than anyone that I wouldn’t do anything that would harm the pack, Arturo. Therefore, I do believe that you should be aware that if anything is done by me, then it would be to help you somehow. The point of me being your beta is you trusting that.”

His smile was practiced, political, and deadly. “Ah! Look who it is! Zeus Trojan of Trojan Covenant,” he greeted, voice smooth as aged whiskey poured over ice. “And Massimo Mancuso. Two legends circling the same root, it would’ve been a waste not to intervene.” “Mr. Vittorio Vane.” Zeus released me only long enough to take Vittorio’s hand. He clasped his hand, gripping and unyielding. With glance I can tell, Zeus' grip was brutal, the way Vittorio’s jaw tightened from the shake, just for a second, before he smoothed it away.

“They're all dead.” “Are you a cop?” My breath rasped in my throat. “Who are you?” “Marco Vitale.” He said coolly. His eyes remained on me like he wanted to catch my genuine reaction. “Like…you mean…the Black Requiem? The infamous Italian mob boss—Marco Vitale?” He grunted a deep approving sound from his throat. “You're well informed.”

“ Vittorio? Who the hell is that?” “ Dante Ricciardi's junior brother. The ruthless underboss of the Ricciardi family.”