Beauty And The Jamaican Don Mga Nobela at Kwento

"How did you manage to book this beautifully mesmerizing place in such a short time?" I asked, while still mesmerized. "Your husband is a mafia, so if you want, I can own the whole town for you, but if you get hurt somehow, well, that's not going to happen in this lifetime, but if a single scratch on your body and I will be the one to burn this whole fucking New York City."

Afcourse could have asked her father to help her out, the man was filthy rich due to his mafia empire but that was just the problem, the money came from the Mafia and that means, illegally obtained and that's why she would never accept it and even if she did then she knew it would come with consequences like always because that's how Daniella's father, the Don, operated, it did not matter that she was his daughter! So that is why she would not go to her family to ask for the money since she did not want to get into trouble!

amara : from when you both started dating don : recently but she said she will date to me officially after you people approval henry : I'm proud of my daughter amara : how old are you don : 29 years old henry : you're so much older than our princess (amara hitted on henry's thigh and glared at him to shut his mouth don simply smiled) amara : don't mind him dear he just don't know how to speak don : no problem mam it's okay amara : you can call me aunt or mom no need to be formal you're also like our princess to us don : thank you (amara looked at don he smiled in return and continued) don : thank you mom henry : I forgotten to ask what's your name these people in news instead of saying your

He's in his early twenties judging by his absurd behavior and nonsensical attitude and shitty body build. "Look who's here," the mentioned cranky person drawls as he pours some more whiskey in his glass. "Take the money, give the weed. I'll be gone before you know it," I dictate rather sternly and forward the money towards Adam. Adam is the only one of these four who doesn't irritate me and doesn't stray from the task. He asks me to sit with them and have a drink but I politely decline with a curt nod. "Mind your attitude, mister shirt, and tie." Cranky Clay drawls once again and I see a spray of golden strewing out of his mouth.

The guard was taken aback by the lady's harshness, but didn't dare say a word. She was Lady Esme, the Don's personal cook and his eldest and longest worker. She made rules for the workers to follow and no one dared oppose her. Opposing her meant opposing the Don,and the outcome was always something not to be experienced. They entered the luxurious suite like place,and Amaya couldn't help but admire it's beauty. She had thought the exteriors of the place was wow, but this sight before her almost made her breathless. Even her father's mansion didn't measure up to this.

Gabriel glaring down at her like the grim reaper who had come to take her soul. A servant who came inside the gym at that time to announce that Jama wanted to see Scarlett saved her from her instructor who was already marching to where she was laying on the floor. Mr. Gabriel's intention has been to drag her up from the floor, but the thoughts fly out of his head at the mention of Jama's name. “Jama? Like the witch?" Scarlett asked in surprise as she pushed herself into a sitting position. “Yes, Miss Scarlett, Jama the witch” “He wants to see me?” Scarlett used her finger to poke her chest.

She heard footsteps approaching but didn't care to know who it was. "Ma'am, please calm down else you will only hurt yourself even more." Jessica heard a soft voice speak but didn't turned her head to see who it was, instead she closed her eyes tightly trying to catch her breath. "This is what your enemies want, for you to be abandon by Jayden. If you would trust me ma'am Jessica, let's work together I promise to help you." At this point Jessica laughed and shrugged before turning her head slowly to look at who was talking. A average height lady with blonde her and pointed nose was standing behind her, she looked so beautiful and Jessica wondered how someone this beautiful ended up as a maid

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.

“God, I love him!” “Who? Him?” Adam asks, pointing to Jon Hamm's character and Bella shakes her head. “Nope. Him. Jake Johnson.” She points to him. “What?! That guy?” “Yes! He is gorgeous!” Bella cries out and Adam snorts. “He's weird looking!” He accuses and she laughs. “Shut up! He is not! He is hot. And he's funny, which is a win-win. Double the sexy.” Bella says and Adam pretends to gag.

"The other ladies the don of whores sent me don't compare to you." "Let me go!" I shouted, pounding my fists against his back. "Let me go, you jerk! I have somewhere to be!" But Romano ignored my pleas, carrying me down the stairs. The henchman tried to stop him, but two of Romano's men attacked him, kicking and pummeling the poor soul. Exhausted, I stopped my struggles, resigning myself to my fate. From one don to another, I was simply a pawn in their sick games. I longed for the simple life I had once known, wishing I wasn't so damned beautiful.