Young Leo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

Leonardo Marco Leo is Matteo’s best friend and right hand. Whenever a decision needs to be made, and Matteo is not around, he is the one taking charge. He is extremely responsible and hardworking. He is funny and sarcastic. He is optimistic from both, he always sees the good side of everything, and he is a big guy. He is 6’5 and has a bodybuilder body. He is in charge of weapons in the mafia and sees Matteo as a brother, but she is his weak spot when it comes to amber. She doesn’t know how much he cares for her because he always keeps her away. Leo is reserved and has a massive crush on his best friend’s baby sister, which he knows is wrong, and he fights with himself to stay away. Leo is gr

Dante looks ready to tear me a new one, but as he opens his mouth, the sound of laughter carries from the door leading back inside. We both turn our heads. Another one of Orlando's brothers stands there - another man I recognize immediately on sight. Luca Fontaine is one of the biggest celebrities in the world. And I suspect he would have been one of the biggest celebrities even if he hadn't been born into a Hollywood dynasty. He's probably the most objectively attractive person I've ever seen, with his golden hair and Adonis-like face. He's just one of those people who draws your eye, who makes you feel like you're in the presence of someone spectacular. It's almost unsettling.

My cheeks go hot just thinking about it. Luca Fontaine is the second of Charles and Giovanna's children together, and he's arguably the most famous. He's the only one to go full movie star (so far at least), and he's managed to snag roles in a few huge blockbusters, including the upcoming Cataclysm: Earth. He's got dirty-blond hair - the same shade as his mother's when she was his age - and the sort of bad-boy, devastatingly gorgeous looks that make girls want to throw their panties at him. I've seen pictures of his smile that made me want to weep. Seriously. The idea of flirting with him, of touching him? Makes me so nervous I think I might be sick.

Right on cue, a woman with tits that I wanted to see bounce in my face appeared like a curvy siren. Her fire and her attitude towards Viola, telling her to have some respect for herself, had my dick extra hard. I didn’t think, I lunged for her and then got to play with those tits as I fucked her until she disappeared. I slowly got out of bed and took a quick shower before Leo and the others arrived. Leonardo, known mostly as Leo, and Landon, his older brother, are my cousins from my father’s side. They are also the heads of the Italian Mafia.

I am not allowed to look at their faces as if we have the same level. “I just celebrated my Birthday alone,” I said. “In the forest?” my dad asked so I nodded. “With who?” “Alone.” “With who?” he asked again using a heavier voice trying to intimidate me and spill. “Alone.” He gripped on my shoulders all of the sudden. They don’t hurt just like before even how hard he tries giving more force to it with his nails buried to my skin. “With Angelo? Ha?” “Alone.” I’m still answering the same with the same tone.

Leo said, as if this settled something. Dante leaned back slightly in his chair, and she caught the change in his posture from across the room, the way the set of his shoulders shifted by just a fraction, something loosening that she had not seen loosen before. He was looking at Leo the way she sometimes caught him looking at things he hadn't expected to find interesting. "What do you do?" Dante asked. Leo blinked. "I'm five." "Five-year-olds do things." "I draw," Leo said. "Mostly dinosaurs. I can draw a T-rex from memory. Do you want to see?"

"Yes. Married." A massive, ridiculous grin broke across Leo's face, and he immediately leaned across the table. "Okay, we need to run the data. Who is he? Give me the profile. Is he a secret billionaire? A retired movie star living undercover in the suburbs? An international spy? Oh, wait—is he a mafia boss? Please tell me you're getting a mafia stepfather, Julian. I need the connections." I couldn't help it; a genuine laugh broke through my stubborn mood. The sheer absurdity of his guesses instantly cut through the lingering anxiety from last night.

I turned around and saw the Leonardo DiCaprio. Just kidding, it's William's son, Leo. "Hi Leo, it's nice to see you" He took my hand in his and placed a small kiss on my knuckles, making me wonder if they actually did that anywhere besides movies. "It's been a while since I saw you, how have you been?"

Stupid Ryker. Stupid Ryker. I swayed where I stood and nearly dropped again, but Leo caught me before I hit the floor. His arm locked around me, holding me upright while his other hand gripped my shoulder. “You’ll be fine,” he said, voice low and tense. “Okay? We just need to get you out of here” Then the microphone boomed across the ballroom. “Ladies and gentlemen, let us welcome to the stage for his annual Goldman speech, the loved, the admired, the most inspiring young man, Padrino’s son... Leonardo Rizz!”

But the eyes—those storm-gray eyes—haven’t changed. He’s the CEO. He’s coming to Miami. And Leo : my Leo — has his birthmark. I stare at the screen until the words blur . It can’t be the same man .