Beauty And The Jamaican Don Novels & Stories

If he really wanted to make up for all the bad things he did, then he had a very long way to go. I had just finished applying my lipgloss when I heard a knock from outside the door. Lucy looked at me and then at the door. She opened the door and Baron walked in. I turned to look at him and was awestruck. Baron was indeed very handsome, as much as I despised him, I couldn’t deny that fact. He had beautiful hazel brown eyes and a jawline that was sculpted to perfection. And the man sure knew how to dress. I realised that he was staring at me longer than he should have. It made my heart flutter a little.

Axelina smiled at Amar. "Morning, Honey. I want to make cookies. Later, I will tell Adam to give these cookies to Lexon.” said Axelina excitedly. Amar gasped in shock to hear what his wife said. Because how could his wife send Adam to Netherland just to give cookies to his son. Amar shook his head at what his wife was doing at this time. But seeing the happiness that shines on his wife's face, Amar blindly does not have the courage to forbid what his wife wants. Amar chose to sit at the pantry table while staring at his wife who was making cakes. Amar will try to keep a smile on his wife's face to keep looking happy. Even though he had to give his all for the wife he loved so dearly.

Johnson may look all tough and shit but I know he couldn't hurt a soul, I've experienced it first — hand. Jonah is way worst than him, Right?, I mean yeah I've experienced Jonah's brutality first hand and I don't wish that on another person. I clicked the text. Baby — The dinner I told you about would take place Tomorrow night, I would send some thing to you for your shopping Hermosa, wear something sexy for me. I could feel a blush creeping up to my cheeks but I am so not letting him spend more of his money on me. Me — Sure baby, about the money don't worry I can take care of a dress just fine.

“You didn’t steal me. He threw me away.Something moved behind his eyes. Quick. Hot. Gone. In my world, it doesn’t matter what’s true. It matters what people believe. And right now, Marcus Hale is telling every man with a gun and a grudge that I took something of his.Is that a problem For him,Yes.He took the omelet. Ate it standing up, the way he did everything efficient, purposeful, like even breakfast was a task on a list he’d already optimized. When he finished, he set the plate down and looked at her with the same directness that had pinned her to that desk last night.I’m giving you a choice,he said. Stay. Help me take apart his entire operation, piece by piece, until there’s nothing left

After all, Bellamy must have to get revenge for the insult that he had suffered for today. “Dad, don’t worry. We will make every efforts to have the doctors treat you. As for that bitch, we’ll allow to give us the orders personally!” Jonald Donquite said beside his fathers side. Bellamy was coughing so much that he was in the verge of fainting. He could barely catch his breath. His eyes were wide open as his gaze was constantly focused outside. He was looking on the direction where Anne’s plane had left. .......... “So your saying that the Donquite family was humiliated today?” in a dark room, an old voice could be heard. “Yes. I heard that the Grandson Joshua managed to capture Bellamy Donq

The woman oozed oomph as she posed for the camera in a shift that revealed her sexy body. I raised my eyes in bewilderment. ‘Who…who is this?’ I stammered. “That’s Ramona González, the famed beauty from Columbia and a former beauty queen.’ Her lips twisted in derision as she continued. “Pappa just killed her lover, Juan Jose, and he is returning home with HER.’ * All throughout the flight, Ramona had kept trying to sidle up to the Don. But the big man sat in his seat, ignoring her on purpose, she thought, her lisp twisting. He seemed intent on his tablet and phones, growling orders at people.

I'll never let anything hurt you again. "The family, the title, all of it can be yours. I'll step down as Don if that's what you want. We can walk away from the Mafia, from all of it." I listened quietly until he finished, then I took a small sip of my coffee and calmly replied, "Cesare, it's too late." "It's not too late." Cesare grabbed my hand. "We still have a future. If you come back to me, I'll give you anything."

She looked hot even though she hadn't taken her bath or dressed up. “Babe, come over and meet my mom.” Donovan walked toward her with a smile. Jasmine moved her face to look at them, she widened her eyes at the people but more at what Donovan had said. He is joking? She thought as she walked down the stair. “Babe?” Mrs Keid looked at Donovan before looking at Jasmine who elegantly walked down the stair. One admirable thing about Jasmine was her confidence, no matter where she was, she oozed confidence like fragrance.

If he wasn't affected by me, why would he have approached me at all? You're lying, I wanted to spit in his face. You want me. You can't be faking it! Oh, but who was I kidding, I thought with a laugh. This was the mafia don. A man with many faces. A man who had succeeded in wrapping both the Italian police and the American police around his finger. A man who pretended to be a saint before the public but deep inside, he was the fucking devil! If he wanted to fake being affected by my touch, If he wanted to pretend he was affected by me, I had reasons to believe that he would do so effortlessly.

I nodded hesitantly, "but I won't go into too many details" He accepted that answer, "I don't think I'd survive if you did go into all the details" I laughed softly at that, "he's from Jamaica just like me and he's what we call a Don back home. He's like the mafia readers you read about except worse. There's no one that he cares about, no family or friend. At first, he hid that side of himself from me and I was completely clueless for a good three months but then I started to put the pieces together"