Young Leo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

He apologized. Not saying anything, Leo read through the content of the tablet. The caption read, “CELEBRITY FASHION STYLIST RUNNING A FINANCIAL RETIREMENT PLAN BETWEEN THE CEO OF ROBIN MOTORS AND SAN FRANCISCO FASHION STYLIST, ZAC LEWIS WITH HER SON, SINCLAIR."

Marco's voice was a raw mix of shock and fury. Sofia? I looked at the woman. She was staring at me with unconcealed triumph. "I'm tired of waiting, Marco. Five years. I'm done hiding in the shadows." "What five years?" My own voice sounded terrifyingly calm, but I could feel the weight of every guest's gaze burning into my skin. Marco sighed, as if her performance had moved him. He turned to me, his eyes now holding a chill I'd never seen. "Lydia, this is Sofia. And this is my son, Leo. It was... an accident. Five years ago."

LEONARDO'S POV Leonardo dicosta age: 28 Nationality: Italian-American Job: CEO/Mafia leader of the Italian Mafia in America Family: Matteo Dicosta ( father) Devin Dicosta (brother) Best friend: Vicento Andriano Personality: Arrogant, unforgiving, Reliable, Brave, cold, and determined.

“Laman got angry at a toy and his tiny fist cracked the wooden crib in half.” “I know…” “They need an Alpha Dad. It was true. I even had to hide the broken pieces before anyone could see him. Protecting my two pups was what mattered to me now. Leo and Laman were only eight months old, but they were just shifting too fast. I was surprised that even their eyes flashed deep blue and silver. They were growling like full grown Alphas. Mom we want to eat… we want to sleep…” My heart skipped for fear. I walked outside to spread some clothes and I ran in immediately.

" Jace asked. "Leo," Leo said. Leo is a young man, he looks like someone in his early twenties. Tall and slender. He has brown hair, matching the color of his eyes. He doesn't know why the strange Man stopped him. Although, he looked familiar to him, even with the disguise Jace had on. "Have we met before?" Leo asked. "Probably not. But I have some questions for you." Jace said as he removed his sunglasses. "Oh my God. I knew you looked familiar. I can't believe this." Leo is now getting excited. "Mr Jace Bratkowski, I am a huge fan. Congratulations on your wins again." Leo said with a big grin.

Everything felt choreographed, every laugh pre-approved. Then Leo froze. His gaze shifted toward the far edge of the pitch — where a tall, lean teenager stood awkwardly near the youth tent, clutching his water bottle like it might save his life. Maya followed his gaze. The boy looked… familiar. Same sharp jawline. Same thoughtful eyes. Only younger. Softer. “Who’s that?” she asked. Leo’s chest tightened. “Daniel,” he said quietly. “My brother.” Daniel Sterling — sixteen, academy player, and the one Leo never talked about publicly.

I thought I’d finally have peace after dealing with Javier and Noah. Then the doorbell rang. On the security camera: a sharp‑dressed young man wearing glasses. Leo Marino. Heir to the second-most powerful Mafia family in the Italian Quarter. Once, I’d considered him a trusted ally. We’d met at underground auctions and port deals. He looked gentle, polite, respectable… but I knew his hands were just as dirty as everyone else’s. I found out about Sophia’s bounty from his phone, days ago.

he said politely, speaking more to Louis now. "Zoe, this is Leonardo D'Amato, father of the groom and a good friend of mine," Louis introduced. "A pleasure meeting you, Mr. D'Amato," I flashed a smile. "Just call me Leo," he said. I nodded respectfully. We were introduced and spoke like I did not know his entire life. Like I had not already investigated him. Like there was no possibility that he was my uncle. "Never thought you would ever enter the dating scene again," Leo commented. "After what happened with Jennifer."

Konstantin raised up his head slowly as he heard lev's words. " What is it? " He responded calmly. Despite the fact konstantin is a crazy ill tempered guy, his physical beauty never lessen. He has his long hair pack up in a ponytail , his eyes were of mysterious colour which give him am intimidating appearance. His plumped lips , down to his biceps and smooth skin makes him a very handsome man. He also has his own beauty but it can't just be compared to Maximo's, not at all. " When you sent us to new York, we met Maximo Santino "

His stern face is altogether more matching to spooled ruthless rich brat image, but as soon as he smiled, he looked innocent and sweet. "Why is he trying to act nice, as if he doesn't know that I have read a lot of novels about billionaire and millionaires. I knew every nook and corner about them.I was expecting him to look straight into my eyes horrify me with a deadly expression and a smile is the last thing I would have expected. "She is my daughter Sheril. " My dad said signalling at me and made me sit beside that mysterious human. "Hey, you are looking very pretty. Purple suits you. " He came closer adjusting his coat while murmured in my ears.