LOGIN"You bastards! You’re worthless! How can you not bring me that woman?” I shouted nervously looking around me at how pathetic my people were. Everyone was silent, and that made me even more p*ss*d off. I had already exited through the back door of the auditorium, so nothing stopped me from spilling my guts on those who disobeyed my orders. So, I punched in all directions and I knocked down whoever fell victim to my fury of blows to the ground. I punched until I was literally tired. “I must have this woman! Do you understand? You will bring her to me whether she wants it!”
View MoreFRANCESCA When I walked into my father’s office, I could feel my heart beating wildly in my chest. I didn’t know exactly what to expect, but my father’s enthusiasm seemed to suggest that this was something important and not just a regular meeting with my father.“My daughter,” my father began, with a proud smile on his lips, “it is time for our world to know you, to know that the Serratore do not give up and that you will continue our tradition with dignity and strength.”I swallowed dryly and responded with an approving nod. I felt overwhelmed by the burden of this legacy, though it was never my choice to be part of a mafia family. This dangerous life I had run away from years ago was now coming back to haunt me.“I don’t know, Dad...” I hesitated. “I’ve been trying hard to build another life, a quieter, more honest one. I’m afraid that if I get involved in your business, I’ll never be able to get out of this vicious circle.”But my father was determined to make me understand the im
VINCENZOI left Phillipe alone for a few hours and went into the office in my own privacy.When I was thinking about my past, my heart would fill with nostalgia mixed with a shadow of sadness. I remembered feeling like an outcast in the life of my adoptive father, the man I called “Dad” but who had no blood relation to me. Yet for me, he was the one who had saved me from a life of deprivation and given me the opportunity to grow up amidst luxury and a chosen education in the heart of France, in Paris.It all started one cloudy day when he found me abandoned, small and fragile, in a Rome orphanage. I was just an innocent child, not knowing where I came from or who my biological parents were. When my adoptive father came into my life, I felt a glimmer of hope that I would have another chance in life. And I did.He called me his son, looked at me with love, and treated me with care and attention. He rescued me from deprivation and brought me into his home, giving me a chance to grow up i
FRANCESCAMorning came, but I remembered freezing up when I told Maria about my mom’s conversation with her friend about my parents’ past. A big part of me was just focused on her reaction. It all seemed strange, like an incomprehensible puzzle, like Maria seemed to hide a secret, even though logically, she couldn’t possibly know anything about my parents’ past. I mean, she hardly knew them.Maria was clearly stressing out as I recounted the conversation. She had this strange fear in her eyes, like she was hiding something. I really wanted to know what was going on in her head when she reacted like that, but then I thought maybe I was overthinking things. They’re still getting to know each other, so she probably doesn’t know about my parents’ past.But Maria told me not to stress. She said her reaction was normal when she found out my parents had a past before me. One that I didn’t know. She was trying to make me feel better and tell me that everything was fine, that I shouldn’t worry
FRANCESCA“How long will you be staying, darling?” my mother asked as we gathered around the kitchen table.Having breakfast with my parents made me feel so grateful and loved. Our house was so cozy, and it smelled like coffee and pancakes. The morning sun was shining in, filling the room with a warm golden glow, making it the perfect spot for a cozy chat.“Mom, Dad, I’ve been thinking a lot lately,” I began, taking a moment to collect my thoughts. “Do you ever wonder how lucky we are to have this beautiful home and a family that cares so deeply for each other?”Mom gave me a warm smile, and her eyes were full of love.“Oh, sweetie, you do not know how special you are to us. Your father and I feel blessed every day to have you in our lives and to share this home with you.”Father nodded and had that proud look in his eyes.“Absolutely, Francesca. Our home is not just a physical place, but it’s filled with the love and memories we’ve created together as a family. We worked hard to buil






Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
reviews