War Luigi の小説・ストーリー

"Yes. We’re going to have a pup" His expression transformed, a radiant joy lighting up his face as he pulled me into his arms, his embrace fierce and protective. "Ailith, this is...this is incredible." The room erupted into cheers and congratulations as the news spread, the pack’s happiness a tangible force that enveloped us in its embrace. Liora, ever the mischief-maker, was the first to reach us, her grin wide and infectious. "Looks like there’s going to be a new little wolf in the pack!" she exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with delight.

I didn't tell them when they were going to attack, I planned on surprising them, matching my armies far into the Kingdom. By the time they would know, we are already far ahead, having the upper hand. Dante had returned as he promised. He was the only one who knew of my attack. I had been able to unlock my wolf which made me heal before people gather and before they could see Dante. "We are making progress," he said, joining me at the stand. "We are getting there," I muttered. "You never accept praise," he complained. "Not until the job is done," I tell him. "You have seized a lot of packs and some have volunteered to join us, that's achievable," he commented.

His actions confused me, “No, I haven't tasted it,” I replied sincerely because I indeed had not had a taste before, Shawn cursed out loud after hearing my answer, he smiled sheepishly at me and finished his drink in one go. “Luna, no matter what happens, please do not tell Alpha I gave you the drink,” he begged, I furrowed my brow at his words, wondering why he wanted me to lie. However, I agreed to do as he wished since he brought me champagne.

It would be awkward to ask about Riley while he's with us. Riley opened the door for us. Luigi gestured for me to enter first before following. During the ride, I couldn't help but appreciate the views along the way. Luigi was staring at his iPad, which appeared to be related to his company. Meanwhile, Riley drove quietly until we reached Luigi's house. We arrived at Luigi's garage, where he shows off his different types of cars. The way out goes to the driveway, and before you get to the garage, you walk through a spacious living area.

Now he was back for revenge! Matteo’s face paled, realizing that the threat hadn’t gone at all. It was now heightened with Luigi hell-bent on seeking revenge on him for betraying him. After losing his gang, and his work, Luigi had nothing else to lose. The men entered the mall, and he had to seek new hiding places. He felt for his mobile phone to call Derek Walsh and inform him about Luigi’s existence. If anyone could help him now, it was Walsh. He could contact the US Marshals team here in Pennsylvania to protect them.

They both sat opposite each other, and Luigi was nursing a glass of whiskey in his hand. They were almost at the finish line, any day from now, the Council would call for a proper war…Alexander wasn’t afraid like the rest of them because he had complete faith in his skills and also in the fact that he had severely weakened them. They had no chance against him and his men honestly. They were now under his thumb, same way they wanted him to be. “What have we done in preparation for what’s coming?” Luigi was the first to ask, of course he would ask first. He now had something to lose, he was now a father.

He resolved to send his warning in another manner this time. Luigi groaned, and managed to open his burning eyes. He knew that he could never measure up to his cousin in a fist fight. There was no point trying. But he was pleased that he was getting under his skin, still, he was not going to stop pursuing Olivia. He groaned as he tried to get back on his feet unsuccessfully. He collapsed back to the floor, breaking into a bout of laughter.

His jaw tightened and I watched him grit his teeth in anger before walking away. “That went well,” I said to Olivia who grunted. “One more minute and I would have had his face buried in the sand. Who the hell did he think he was ?” “The guy who showed us where Luigi is?” I chuckled, and she rolled her eyes. “We haven't met Luigi himself,” she muttered as we approached the bar door. “How do we know he's not setting us up for shit?” “We don't,” I told her honestly, and pushed the door to the bar open.

It was annoying at times, but it was easy to take advantage of it sometimes. Not expecting it, Luigi quickly took a step back. I chuckled quietly, taking another step forward, smiling to myself when Luigi stood firmly where he was. I stopped when both our toes were touching. Other men were also working out around us, but I didn't pay much attention to them as I went on with my plan. I looked up at Luigi, batting my lashes as I pouted at him. "Please." As expected, his eyes dropped to my breasts and he swallowed. His loyalty to his boss must've been strong though, because he averted his eyes, taking a step back. "I can't go against Alessandro's orders."

Luigi’s voice was thick with frustration, as if he was trying to break through my defensive walls. “What shipments? What are you talking about?” He was not making any sense. “Drugs. Heroin, to be exact.” Luigi’s words hung in the air like a death sentence. Drugs? “He’s a murderer, Summer. If you aren’t careful, you’ll get caught in the crossfire.” “Stop,” I whispered. “Take your goddamn blinders off, Summer! He’s the mafia don. The most powerful and influential boss in Chicago!” Luigi yelled. “Stop,” I repeated, my voice shaking.