Young Leonardo Dicaprio Novels & Stories

It was no secret that he wasn't a huge fan of his. Leonardo comes over everyday. He practically lives here but isn't allowed to sleep over. I guess they don't want another baby in the house. Leonardo is a scrawny 16 year old, who is clearly in love with hoodies. Sebastian walked away without another word. I followed behind him, since Arianna is preoccupied now, hoping that he'll lead me to the kitchen. "Are you just going to keep following behind me?," he asked startling me. I don't know why that made me jump, it’s not like I was trying to be quiet.

"Hey. I have been waiting to meet you." The baby, unimpressed, continued to register his displeasure at the state of the world. "What is his name?" the midwife asked. I looked at Leo. Leo looked at me. "Leonardo," I said. "Leonardo Price." Leo was quiet for a moment. "Junior," he said. "Junior," I agreed. They arrived in waves.

She paused, stunned by his words for a minute as she processed them before her face eventually lit up in astonishment. "Ouuuuu..." She exclaimed, "That's some crazy rizz there, what are you? Rizz Parker? Michael B Jordan?" She teased in amusement, looking away. Leonardo sighed heavily, replying. "I'm no one special. Just call me Leonardo." She turned to face him again, studying his features for a while before shrugging carelessly.

SEVENTEEN YEARS AGO Nine years old Leonardo just finished his training for the day with his instructor when a messenger from Don Vito approached him. “Buongiorno, Underboss”, Matteo greeted him. “Buongiorno.” “Your grand father, Don Vito, requested your presence”, Matteo said. “Am I in trouble?”, Leonardo asked. For the past four years he’s been undergoing basic training and self defense classes while still keeping up with school. He kept to the rules and as the only child in the villa, he was lonely.

Damien said. “Oh, they are Logan's younger brothers, Leo and Lucas.” “Oh, are they adults already?” Daniel asked. “No, they are kids, they should be ten years old by now right?” Lydia asked Logan and he nodded. “Great, let us meet them. I hope they have amazing hair.” Danielle giggled. “They do, especially Leo.” Lydia said. “Wow, I can't wait to touch it.” “He doesn't like it.” Logan said and Daniel laughed. Logan suddenly got a call and he sighed.

It was Leon. Shit! I was practically modelling for him yesterday! She suddenly remembered. Olivia was embarrassed as hell over her actions, please don't say I gave him the wrong idea. I can't have that conversation with an 18 year old. To be fair, Leon did not look 18. He was tall and very well built. His arms alone were the size of Olivia's stomach and pure muscle. His skin was jet black as well, like night sky black. He had thick lips, large nostrils and short black hair. If he wasn't 18, Olivia would have found him very attractive. Not that she had ever really been into black men.

I didn't know what I was expecting but when Dominic opened the laptop and showed me a mug shot, my eyes widened. He looked to be in his late twenties, sporting a dark buzz cut and a neatly trimmed beard. He had a black eyebrow piercing and I could see the tattoos sneaking up his neck stopping just below his jawline. Lucas was smirking with his head tilted up slightly, almost mockingly and that alone told me the man feared no one. "Holy shit, he's fine." I blurted without thinking. The laptop was slammed closed and I jumped. Yurik let out a loud laugh and shook his head.

Eden smirked and asked. “Eh, I’m somewhat a history geek,” the guy smiles and answered. “By the way, I’m Leo.” Leo stretched out his hand, and Eden took it and shook it. She said, “I’m Eden. Nice to meet you, Leo.” Leo looked very young, but muscular and mature too. He was clearly of Italian origin, with his thick Italian accent. He had slightly tanned skin, and slick black hair and wore a plain white shirt with a black leather jacket and black sunglasses, and brown boots. Eden chuckled internally because he looked like he walked straight out of a boy band. But Eden could not deny that he was an attractive man, too cocky for his own good, but attractive nonetheless.

The door opens a while after, revealing an eleven-year-old boy in a black top and a matching pair of khaki trousers- Derek. “You look sad?” I ask, taking his backpack off his shoulders. “Didn’t you have fun with Scott?” “You’re late. Again,” he mutters, maintaining the annoyed look on his cute little face. “They had fun,” Sofia informs, joining us outside. “Thank you,” I smile. “And by the way, you look terrible.” I look at the blue short-sleeved gown I have on and can't help but agree with her. It has some stains here and there making it look even worse than it originally was.

What she did not expect was Leo popping his head in like a lost puppy. He kept badgering Capri about having his number and for her to call or text him. After a while and not giving up she finally sent a message. Hey! Without a name or a reason. She has no idea what to say and did not know why Leo was so Adamant about her calling him. His response was almost instantaneous, what he had to say she had no words for.