Novel & Cerita A Godfather's Story

he said, I just smiled, exactly what I wanted him to see, yet he wasn’t here for it. I smiled faintly as the bishop’s eyes scanned my whole body, it felt weird yet for some reason I wanted him to see it, i needed the reassurance that everything was okay with me, then he unmuted his television. Dante Moritto’s club gunned down last night. That was the headline, the bishop sighed, I quickly turned and wondered if he was okay, my heart cared if he was doing fine. “ Do you think he is fine?” I asked the bishop innocently.

"His father is a gentleman with all manners. He is nothing more than a spoiled child but looks at what his own brother, Xavier, has made of his life... Fuck, I shouldn't be talking about this, but I feel like I've got all the scowl on me." "Don't gather hate, Black. You've got too much. Is he okay?" "Yeah, his father's bodyguards had to get him off me before he killed me. He's crazy." "I remind you that he didn't set up the chase, it was you." And caused the crash. However, I do not think it is a serious matter for Mendes to have to pay for a car. "Because he was going to take you somewhere else to do what..." "I asked him to take me home."

My father was sitting on the couch as usual and smiled once he saw me. "I gathered everyone" My father said. He was helping me because he is my father and well... I had to no idea where to start honestly. Right now, i was standing in a room which contained at least 3000 people. Male and female, both. "Pay your respect to your new mafia queen" My father said as the everyone in the room started clapping their hands. "The rules stays the same. If you betray this family, you are dead." I said, seriousness lacing off my tone.

He had heard a lot about the man, mostly from his father but this was the first time he was meeting with him. “You father was a great man. Very wise and powerful. We were friends. Close ones at that† the godfather began his speech and he nodded. He was already aware of that. His father had told him that before. “He led the family business well, and it was rather unfortunate he couldn't become the mob boss of his city.” he continued. Giovanni sat quietly and listened to him as he spoke, trying to understand what he was driving at.

Godfather's POV Seated in my private study were men of different calibers. They all knew me as the godfather because I was the one who made most of them attain the wealth and affluence they enjoyed today. I had called them here for answers, but they were just talking without telling me what I needed to hear. They called themselves directors, but they couldn't come up with a single solution! "Stop!" I told them firmly. "I didn't bring you all here to chat and argue like children! I want answers and results, not excuses!" I yelled.

"I wish. Look when your dad kicked us out, my father took us to Italy where he had an old friend. I'll tell you the rest of the story later, right now all you need to know is that the God Father owns me. Although I'm only on the legal side of their businesses." I thought of The GodFather movie and all the family wars, the drama and the deaths, and felt scared for him. "Have you ever killed anyone?" "Yes." he sighed deeply when I gasped. "But I swear to you, Rosie, all the people I killed deserved it. They were bad people. Society is better off that they're gone. You have to trust me on that." "I do. You don't have to tell me your past. I trust you." I said, trying to be brave.

Dante says. "No! No way I am the Godmother of the Italian Mafia. If I am I blame you! You are the one who exposed me to the world. If I were not with you, I would not have been on the Internet and a sensation everywhere. Let's hope the results are negative. I do not want to be a part of the Italian Mafia, although I am engaged to a Don. I don't want to get married to you. No one is making me get married to you. Okay, maybe the godfather of the Italian Mafia can do that, because I don't want to have any problems with him. Is anything like Al Capone, I am not messing with him," I say.

I greeted with a wide smile, immediately throwing my body back onto my bed. "Hello, darling," I heard the thick British accent from my godfather say to me through the phone and a shiver ran through my entire body, "how's my little star doing?" he asked me and I bit the corners of my lips. I felt so shy as though I was beneath his intense gaze, "I'm doing ok, how about you?" I asked him. My godfather was Octavious Bradford, and he's probably the most good looking gentleman I've ever set my eyes on. It doesn't help that I have a bit of a crush on him and he continuously spoils me way more than he spoils my older sister.

He went to school but never stop being a gangster at the same time. Gabriel's dislike of James then made him slander. Fortunately, Fabrizio loved his son so much that Gabriel finally took a much bolder step. He spread bad news to some of Belgenza's allies that caused them to turn against James. When things messed up, he seized the opportunity to poison The Godfather. James witnessed his father’s death, then went into an investigation about his father’s dead. Those actions turned him into more accusations by the other elite members. They chose to leave the Belgenza rather than be led by James, who was 18 years old at the time.

“Matteo, people can only atone for their sins if they’re alive. Don’t take this to extremes.” Matteo suddenly smiled. “Sof understands me, but there’s no turning back for me now. When I was eight, I saw my father cheat on my mother with my own eyes. From then on, I knew love couldn’t be trusted. I drifted through women ever since, never once getting attached. Only you, Sof, you’re the only woman who ever made me break my own rules. It’s my fault I betrayed you. And I know there’s no future for us anymore.”