All Chapters of Donatello's Girls: under the consigliere's protection: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

chapter 1 (Summer's POV)

So maybe I hung out with my ex boyfriend a night before my wedding, so maybe we almost kissed, but that shouldn't warrant my elder sister to turn up at my door step the next morning, screaming like a drunk sailor. " Girl what are these?!" She huffs as she slams several photographs of my ex, and I on the dressing table where I was seated. I pick the pictures leisurely, and glance through them. Based on the angle from which the pictures were taken, it seemed like we were two lovers, but that was far from the case. " We both know that whoever took these pictures was aiming at making it look scandalous, so please, let me be so that Molly, can finish up with my hair." I mumble as Molly, one of our most trusted aids struggles with styling my unsteady head. From the reflection on the mirror, I can see my elder sister turning beet red, but I don't fret because, in my own opinion her anger was a bit exaggerated, and she was stressing over nothing? " Let you be? Serious

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

chapter 2 (Summer's POV)

Walking down the aisle, my mind went over the conversation I just had with my elder sister. Not only was I getting married to a member of the Mafia, I was getting married to their freaking consigliere, the freaking advisor to the Mafia boss!! That explained why Winter was so worried about me hanging out with Emilio, I could get him into trouble with my fiance, or even worse, I could have gotten him killed for sneaking around with the wife of the Mafia boss's consigliere. I curse internally as I wonder what must have been going through my father's mind when he agreed to the wedding, was he even thinking at all. The least he could have done was to make findings, before marrying not just one, but two of his daughters into the family. Could he have possibly been aware of this little secret the whole time? " For heavens sake Summer, can you stop fidgeting? Every single eye in this room is watching you, and yet you pick today out of all the days in your life to cower? Better look up

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

chapter 3 (Summer's POV)

I know this was an arranged marriage, but what would prompt a parent into choosing me, over that heaven sent, angel defeating, beauty. Truly, what did I even have that was really so special? Or was choosing me like a punishment for Marcelo? Was that why he would always find the slightest excuse to leave whenever I was around, or even worse, not show up at all? " They must have made a mistake." I think aloud, as my sister leads me back into the limo that had brought us earlier. She had showed up immediately after the girls had dropped that earth shattering bomb, and as the problem solving sister, she successfully rescued me before the twin demons could progress into beating the living daylight out of me for stealing Rosa's man. " You're beautiful too, you know that, right?" " I know, I know, but in this case it doesn't count. I mean did you not seen her? That girl could turn a straight lady gay, she's that beautiful, far too beautiful to be replaced by

Last Updated : 2025-05-14

chapter 4 (Marcelo's POV)

" Less than twelve hours after your wedding, and your wife is already running off, I have to hand it to you man, you're a natural." Enzo says as we both watch the footage of my little wife jogging out of my house. My little wife, it felt so natural to think it, but it wasn't exactly something I was happy about. Donatello blackmailing my family into taking not just one, but two of his daughters into the family was the sneakiest thing the crazy man has been able to do since I knew him, and I had to hand it to him, he really laid out his cards well, I was impressed. " She barely knows her way around the property, I'm sure her sister is waiting somewhere around the corner for her." I say ignoring Enzo's earlier jab. " Her sister? More like her lover. " He chuckles as he clicks on a different CCTV footage. It's the live footage of the entrance to the compound. At first nothing seemed off, not until Enzo zooms in on a particular angle, and I finally see it, a forest green Bentley

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

chapter 5( Marcelo's POV)

" Would you care for wine?" I ask as I refill the wine glass in my hands, but she doesn't reply. I go ahead and refill it anyway, before I drop it beside her, because at some point during this whole show, she would need it to balance her bile levels. I pick up my already sharpened and cleaned dagger for another round of inspection, this time I mistakenly nip my hands with it. " I almost forgot how Sharp this bad boy can be." I chuckle darkly as I sheath the weapon back. She's sweating now, and I find it very interesting. " Fiamma bella, I think you should take off the hoodie. You look like a fish out of water, all sweaty, and hyperventilating." I say,while giving her a smile that doesn't reach my eyes. She doesn't budge, and I don't stress it, instead I refocus on the show before the both of us. Like I said earlier, we had a meeting on the recent attacks on our tuff, someone was messing with us, destroying our dealings, and properties. Starting with the smaller

Last Updated : 2025-05-26

chapter 6 (Marcelo's POV)

Enzo was obsessed with two things, his father's new wife, and a slow painful death for his victims. I on the other hand was more into conserving time, and reducing the amount of blood that could get on me, which was why shooting was the perfect sport. I could vent my frustrations from afar. Based on the skills, and precision of our attackers, it was obvious that whichever gang had been sabotaging our clubs weren't small, and also, their reason for the sabotage didn't feel that small either. After a series of shooting, we successfully cleared out the men, with most of them escaping and some getting shot. Our uninjured men moved round to find any of our attackers who were alive, and after the search, they found only three who were still breathing. I organized for a van that would be transporting them back to the compound, and as Enzo and I watch our men prepare to load them up, we are ambushed. It happened so fast that we didn't get the chance to retaliate, sev

Last Updated : 2025-05-27

chapter 7 (Summer's POV)

He wasn't home, it was nine PM, and my husband still wasn't home. I didn't want to over think, it wasn't my business if he stayed out, but the last time I was out, he was pissed, and waiting for me at the living room with a knife. So I do just that, I move my self to the living room, and camp out there.Two more hours go by, and he doesn't return. I'm beginning to panic, despite how jumpy I was around him, and how much I had wished he entered into coma like his uncle, I didn't wish anything bad for him in the real sense. This was why I just hoped that, for whatever reason it was that he was out late, it shouldn't be anything life threatening. I continue my wait in the living room, and eventually fall asleep. At exactly one o'clock in the morning, I'm up again, but he's not back. Everywhere is as quiet as it was when I had fallen asleep earlier. I move over to the kitchen to get a glass of wine, and my favorite brand of cookies. I seat there, and munch while wa

Last Updated : 2025-05-28

chapter 8 (Marcelo's POV)

It takes her an eternity to pull down my pants, and when she's done she's on her fucking knees. Her ginger hair is everywhere, so wild, and so fucking much. Again, I want to fist it in my hands, while guiding her mouth over my growing member, but instead, I carefully step out of the pants, creating distance between us. " Is there anything else you want me to help you with?" She asks as she looks up at me then down at my briefs. She was making the whole act sexual, and the electricity in the room was sizzling. The only reason why I made her take off my pants was so she could excuse herself, or even better, run off, but it seems she wasn't one to back out of a challenge. " You can start by getting up. In as much as you on your knees, and me on my briefs is a perfect setup, I hate eating leftovers." I bite out rudely, my words taking us back to the night of our wedding. She swallows before getting up, like there's nothing wrong, like sh wasn't hurt, and moves

Last Updated : 2025-05-29

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