Ari The Don Novels & Stories

she Exclaimed loudly before showing them the paper. “You are Ariana Rinaldi? Sister to criminal mafia don Mateo Donatelli?” The female officer asked before coming closer to my outstretched hand. “No, I am Ariana Donatelli, wife to criminal mafia Don Mateo Donatelli, and I'll urge you to call the officer in charge of that order before slapping those cuffs on my wrist” I declared confidently with a smile. The officer was annoyed but I could see her adjust in her gait, threading with caution.

“I haven’t seen your face before.” “No, ma’am,” he replies politely. “I’m Don Nero’s driver.” “Oh.” I nod, feeling Nero’s annoyance radiates off him in waves, which only makes me want to push harder just to piss him off. “What’s your name sir?” “Sergio, ma’am,” he answers while his eyes dart nervously to the rearview mirror. To Nero. “Please, call me Elara.” I offer him a warm smile. “You’re old enough to be my father.” Nero is boiling beside me which means I’m on the right path.

"Hello?" "Hello Mrs Fedorov." A deep rough voice greeted her from the other end. Aria's eyebrows pulled together. She had heard this voice somewhere but she couldn't pin-point it where. "Who is it?" She demanded. The person on the other end laughed. "You broke my heart, Aria. I thought you wanted to improve our relationship. You even promised to give me drugs if I give up on the idea of war with Cosa Nostra." Aria's brows straightened as she recognized the voice. Diego Rodriguez. The Boss of Mexican Cartel La eMe. "You…"

Wilbet hated the sight of my tears. Forcing myself to breathe, I shook my head. "That is Malcolm Laurent," he scoffed, as if the name irritated him. "A very powerful man. Some say he has affiliates with the Mafia, and you were standing there chatting with him like a damn fool." I curled my fingers into my palm, feeling my nails dig into the flesh there. Wilbet turned to me harshly, grabbing my face. "Tell me, dear wife, did you embarrass me?" I knew "embarrass" was code for Did you tell him I hit you?

Once I was done, I handed it over to Matteo. “What do you mean no?” Ares read the note over Matteo's shoulder. “I'm the Don and no one dares tell me no. You will come with me and that's final.” I scribbled a bigger no, before tossing it at his feet. “Anna, If you would just…” A loud bang cut Matteo off. Sarah yelped out loud, while I fell to the floor. My ears buzzed, but I caught a glimpse of the loud noise.

Victor's point of view. I leaned back in my chair, the cold blade of the knife glinting under the dim light as I peeled an apple with deliberate precision. My focus wasn’t on the fruit, though. It was on the sniveling mess dangling over the edge of the room, blood dripping from his swollen face. Mateo's voice broke the tense silence, his desperate pleas ringing out. "Please! Please, I’m sorry I betrayed you, Don! It wasn’t intentional!"

Hi!. If you are confused about the characters , this is an updated list to help you understand their roles better.🤗 *** Theodore De’leon ( Galterio) - male protagonist. Aria Romano - female protagonist. Mr Giovanni Romano - Aria’s father (not biological). Mrs Celine Romano - Aria’s stepmother . Martina Romano - Aria Stepsister. Paola Romano- Aria’s step sister . (also called Paolita sometimes)

"ERIKKA, I don't think I can do this." Erikka Villanueva, Ara's best friend in the whole world, gave her a narrowing look as she squeezed her arm tightly. "We are not going on about this again, Ara. We've been planning this for a long time and I will not have you back-out on me now."

He looked terrible. Unshaven. Bloodshot eyes. Wrinkled suit. The once‑powerful Don now looked like a homeless man. “Valentina,” he said. His voice was barely there. I glanced up. Then back at my papers. “Please sit, Don De Luca,” Vincent said, gesturing to the chair across from me. Alessandro didn’t sit. He walked straight to me. “Valentina. I need to talk to you. Alone.” “There’s nothing to talk about. Please sit. Let’s begin.”