What Book Does Nico Di Angelo First Appear In Novels & Stories

Chapter 2 Angelo; In my world, traitors and snitches are a deadly sin. Unforgivable except through death. I am Angelo Fabian. The number one ruthless Mafia Don in the whole fucking casino. And everyone, I mean, every single fucking individual knows not to mess with me. Standing in front of the three dimwits kneeling before me, rage surged in me as I corked the gun. "Now, are you willing to tell me why the hell none of you bastards have captured that traitor? Do I have to rip your tongue off before I get a goddamn explanation?"

Remember, we are trying to help Angela and not ruin things for her. I took a deep breath, forcing a smile as I kept my voice as calm as possible, hoping to pass my message across successfully. “Now, I may not know what happened to her with her past boyfriends, but I assumed something terrible went wrong. Especially since Alessandro mentioned a guy named Niko.” I saw the moment Carlo's body stiffened, muscles on his jaw flexing. Okay, got it. Niko was bad news.

By the time he got to them, the dust had subsided and each face could be clearly seen. Donatello turned to face Martin before returning his gaze to Marco. “Spill it,” he demanded in a cold voice. “I thought you were already aware that Martin here had been diagnosed with a terminal illness.” Marco clarified. Donatello quickly turned back to Martin with a shock expression written on his face. When Marco noticed the look, he smiled slyly. “Since we are still on that topic, I would like to make a confession.” Martin and his Donatello immediately averted their gaze to the speaker, who was playing with his weapon.

“And you haven’t?” Juan didn’t respond. He looked at the floor, then back at Marco. “You have something. I know you do. I’m not leaving until you tell me what it is.” Marco stared at him, then walked toward the side cabinet, unlocked a drawer, and pulled out a small black notebook. He didn’t hand it over. He held it against his chest. “You remember the Bishop?” he asked. Juan nodded slowly. Marco’s voice was low. “He didn’t die. He just changed names.”

I looked at Kian. “Why are they angry?” I asked in a whisper. “They had an argument; nothing for you to worry about,” he said. When the jet landed and we stepped out, Dante was waiting, and so were Gio and Antonio. *“Bella benvenuta in Italia,” Dante said, making his way over to me as he was about to hug me. Kian looked at him. “Really?” Kian asked, and I saw Dante roll his eyes. He hugged me anyway and then walked over to Serna and the others.

While still holding his cigarette, he blew the smoke and smirked. “Hah, looks like things are more interesting than I expected around here.” He chuckled. Angelo went back to the parking lot and got on his bike before driving away from there. Inside the restaurant, Nicolo was cleaning the table beside the window when he saw Angelo leaving, looking displeased. Angelo kept on driving his bike until he stopped in front of a black and white modern mansion. “I’m back, open the gate.” He ordered through the CCTV on the gate and a clicking sound was heard before the gate is opened and he rode his bike inside the mansion’s indoor parking area.

" Nico let her go now ." I opened my eyes and what I saw left me at a loss for words . " Cleo are you okay. " "I'm fine Carlo what's going on? " I looked at him seriously and be respectfully responded "Angelo had relapsed and started using last week . He's on the road to recovery. I'm just removing every temptation. He hid it from Luigi but when, I found him passed out a couple of hours before the dinner party at the Luigi .He stopped and he's been on the straightened arrow . "

" Godmother Valeris told me that she prepared you ready for bed . Why aren't you sleeping yet ? " asked Antonio . " I just couldn't sleep . " said Angelo staring at his book . Antonio entered inside and got the book from Angelo's hands then placed it at the table . " This book seems quite interesting but it's already so late that it would be better to leave the rest of the reading for tomorrow . " said Antonio with a smile . Angelo was unusually quiet and obedient . It was impossible to separate him from a book before he could go to sleep . Especially if that book was related to technology science . Angelo looked at Antonio and finally mustered up the courage to speak .

I would have already gone upstairs if I knew where the bedroom was I needed to sleep and recover. "Nico ..." "Michel ." "What did you say?" "Boss . Bye Angelo's girlfriend. Angelo don't let Rachel interfere. By the way I've been watching. " Nico was making his way Out " eew get out , and for goodness sake give us privacy . I don't wat you watching us. " "Paul likes her .Ha ha and you're a slave to her very very..." Angelo walked to the kitchen island and pulled out a gun pointing it at Nico.

"I’m fine." I stopped in front of the desk. "What are you reading?" I asked. Nico placed his hand on the cover of the book. "The Ledger," he said. My stomach twisted, the Ledger, the book of debts. The reason I was here and the reason my father was gone. Nico noticed my reaction, he picked up the book and held it out to me. "Open it." I hesitated. "Nico..." "Open it, Elena." I reached out and took the heavy book.