Young Leo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

"What?" "Luca Giovanni has a son." He continues. "His name is Leo Giovanni. He's a famous Italian model and Vanessa has even worked with him on a couple of shoots. Thanks to daddy, he has worked with the most famous designers in the world and is a famous face on the runway." I think I know where Nate is heading with this story...

Everything smelled like lemons and old money. Some maids took our luggage in the house to god knows where. Before I could fully take it in, I heard someone call from upstairs. "Tell me she didn't bring heels again. She fights in heels." Luciano's brother, Leo, came strolling down the staircase wearing a black button-up and the world's smuggest expression. "Oh God," I muttered. "He's already starting." Leo was only 18, he had his dad features. He's annoying to the point where it's tolerable.

Leo sat up, bleary-eyed. “You mean Adrian?” “That’s his name?” “Adrian Hawthorne. CEO of NovaVale Global. They’re backing the film.” She turned slowly, her lips curling. “He’s so handsome. So… poised. Powerful.” Leo stiffened. “He’s also my producer.” She laughed, light and wicked. “So? I want him.” Leo’s brows lifted. “You want him?” A beat. Then silence. And in that silence… an idea was born.

But I couldn’t stop staring at Joshua. Why him? Then Nicole leaned in, her breath chilling my ear. “Do you know who you're in love with, Trinity?” I didn’t answer. I couldn’t. She gripped my arm tighter. “You think Leo’s a hero? He’s not. He’s a f*cking monster.” “Shut up,” I snapped, trying to pull away. She shoved me forward. “George Leonardo Zapanta Vasquez,” she continued, voice dripping with venom, “is a mafia heir. A kingpin in disguise. He sells drugs, arms, women—anything that gives him power.”

She didn't see the sniper angles he was currently calculating from the kitchen window. ​"It’s beautiful, cara mia," he said, his voice thickening. He kissed the top of her dark head, breathing in the scent of her baby shampoo. It was a scent he would burn the world to protect. ​Leo, now fourteen and possessing a quiet intensity that often mirrored his father’s, looked up from his bowl of cereal. He watched Alessandro’s eyes—the way they drifted toward the door every few seconds, the way his jaw remained locked in a tight, square line.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and looking at Diego, I didn’t need to be a genius to realize that Lucas was his older brother. “Do not, never, not in a million years, think of mentioning my son’s name again.” Luna Claudia went to turn and leave only Mario wrapped his hand around her wrist, stopping her. Diego went to step forward, but I tightened my hand around his, stopping him. He looked at me, frowning for a second before I nodded at them as Mario pulled Luna Claudia to his chest, hugging her tightly. “I give you my word that his blood is not going to go in vain.” He whispered. “But you are going to have to leave the cocoon that you wrapped around yourself. It is not going to keep you s

She didn't even take anything except for her bag,the bag she brought to work. Leonard Lee,a supposed billionaire who is also the CEO of the popular business company in Korean came to America for a project with his assistant,Kim Min Ho. Leonard is known to be an aloof man,a man that could freeze the whole world with his coldness. Rumors has it that he could kill to get whatever he wants and was also nicknamed old Nick. Despite his aloofness,he is one of the smartest and handsome CEO in the country. He could get deals with foreign companies only by persuading them and sometimes his piercing gaze that could send shivers down someone's spine did the work.

“Here comes the prey.” The corners of my lips tilted up as I saw the black Rolls-Royce pull up to the red carpet. And then I saw him coming out of his car in a tailored suit that fit him like a glove, accentuating all the hard muscles and that slim waist. Him…the man who was called the Lion of the Empire…the man who was responsible for my misery…Leonardo D’Angelo. The head of the Costa Nostra, the Capo de Capi… the most ruthless man in New York.

And when he did, he had taken to reading the paper. This morning, however, he showed up with CeCe following close behind. They were having an animated conversation, CeCe relaying something funny about his adventures. Everyone knew there was nothing funny about what CeCe did for the family, but somehow, he always found the fun side of things. CeCe looked sheepish when he saw me at the breakfast table. “It's good to see you, Olivia,” he said, taking his seat. Leonardo said nothing, only giving me a smile that could melt ice, as though nothing had happened this morning, like he had not just told me that my child was in Switzerland.

They drove into the compound and Dante parked his car coming out with Xavier. "Well look what the wind blew in here," Leo said. Xavier chuckled. "Nice to see you too, old man." He went upstairs screaming about how he needed a hot shower and a lot of homely meal. Dante whispered in Leo's ears. "Keep an eye on him." Leo nodded. "Where's Lee?" Dario asked suddenly. "He took a quick flight to Italy. He had to confirm something," Leo replied. Dante and Dario stood up to take their leave.