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Ten Luciano I FIXED THE black cufflinks on my sleeves and then picked up a silver wristwatch from the collection stashed carefully in a drawer. I checked the time: only three minutes before the dinner. I glanced over to my phone resting on the mahogany desk. [Name] still hasn't replied if she was already in the car I sent for her. Two weeks ago she signed the contract with me and tonight she was going to do her first job: meeting the Vargas Boss, Ricardo Vargas. Nonno wasn't a tardiness freak but if we wanted to make a good impression we had to be on time. [Name] had to make a good impression, but I doubt it would be hard. Even if she doesn'

Nine STUPID, STUPID, STUPID. What were you supposed to do now? Without Luciano's offer you had no other means to get the money for tuition. You've blocked his number from your phone and there was no way you were going to ask for another copy of the contract. Besides, it's been two weeks now. None of his Suits came to give you a message and you sensed that he already moved on, probably found somebody else for the role. Stupid, stupid, stupid. "I haven't seen Luciano around. Are you guys one of those on-again off-again couple?" Allen arrived with Mr. Luca to pick you up from the hospital. Your cast had been removed days ago but you still couldn

Chapter Nine There was a flash as you bent over the table and blew the sixteen candles. Your father put down the camera and wrung an arm around your shoulder, “Happy birthday, sweetheart” He kissed your forehead, making a loud mwah sound. Mom’s hands were behind her, a barely containable smile on her tinted lips, “It’s a special event, turning sixteen, so we decided to go crazy with our gift” She held out a small white box with a tiny red bow taped on the top. “You bought me a Porsche?” Your brows rose expectedly, but they knew you were joking. Dad burst out laughing and squeezed you “No

Eight THE APARTMENT WAS empty when Luciano helped you up the building. “They’re probably still studying” You said. He stood by the door, silently observing the inside of the unit. Paper carpeted the floor, textbooks both old and new stacked on top of each other in a corner, post-its were virtually everywhere. Luciano found a note by the light switch. “‘Un interruttore’?” He turned to you “You’re learning Italian?” Of course he wouldn’t assume that it was one of the Rosewater twins. You flushed “I’m trying” He smiled and blurted something far too fast—

4.3 The Hitman I crouched behind a tree, waiting for the guard. I reached for one of the pockets in my belt. The guard passed the tree. I threw the garrote overhead. “Arghk! Uuk…” He dropped his rifle and clawed at his neck. Despite being over six feet and having Ludwig’s build, the man didn’t have the strength to put up a decent fight, or maybe it was just the anger flowing throughout my veins, but either way, I felt the life drain away from his body as his struggles became less and less efficient against me. “Hide the body” Arthur whispered, reappearing from his hiding spot from behind one of the t

There is an intro. preceding this part! Make sure to read it first!   Link: Best Friend's Brother [2p!Germany x Reader] Intro. Hello again everyone! Thank you so much for the support the first part (intro) of this story has gotten! I plan on making this series a longer one and will hopefully make branching story lines in certain parts of this series so that you can decide how this goes! (Hoping to have the next part out before Monday!) My goal is to post at least one part every week, life can get crazy but I'll do the best I can. Note: I do not own Hetalia, any of its characters, or this artwork. ******************************************

“I'm afraid I can't explain myself, sir. Because I am not myself, you see?” -x- Gilbert offered to grab the curvaceous girl a drink before ducking between various strangers and disappearing into the crowd. As soon as she was out of sight he let his smile drop; she was hot, sure, but she would not shut up about herself. Never had the albino thought he’d find someone more self-obsessed than he was. Exhaling in relief at finally having escaped the irritating woman, Gilbert strolled around in the hope of finding one of his three companions. He knew Francis had disappeared upstairs earlier with a cute brunette, and Toni was pro

Gilbert Beilschmidt (I was never really happy with this fic, so I've re-written it! The main plot has remained fundamentally unchanged, I just wanted to beef out the relationship between Gilbert and the reader a little more, so I've done just that. I hope you guys like this new and improved version, because I certainly prefer it!) -x- Scowling at the clock wasn’t going to improve your situation, but you did it anyway. The way the little metal hand ticked methodically around the numbered disk was really starting to get on your nerves. The mechanics seemed to be mocking you, counting down your final seconds of freedom as they rapidly d

You marched into Francis room, turned into a cat, and curled up right next to him as was your nightly ritual. You just didn't like sleeping alone. You picked Francis because, well, you were in love with him. You weren't going to lie to yourself; you had fallen for him and fallen hard. It might not have ended up that way had you not found him crying underneath the big oak tree back when he still though you were a 'stupid chaton'. Even after he had found out you were able to understand him, he still opened up to you and was very kind. However, you could not deny that he was a pervert, but that was just one of his quirks, as he had many. He di