Bianca D'alessio Father Novels & Stories

"It's the truth, Alessia. Your real father is Enzo, the ruthless mafia man who deals with all kinds of dirty transactions. He abandoned you because he doesn't want you. Because he feels like having a child at the prime of his life is a threat to his life." "Stop!" "He left you because he doesn't want a daughter, Alessia." "Stop it!" Alessia held her head with both her hands. "I don't want to hear it anymore. Don't tell me anymore." She crashed down on the floor. I also didn't want to see her in pain but I had to be honest and tell her everything since she has pushed me to tell her. "This isn't true. My father can't be a killer. I don't have a gang leader as a father." She continued to shake

"What have you done? Why? Money? Power over my father? What?" "All your questions will be answered in due time." He moved towards the foot of the bed. "Fine. Perhaps you don't truly understand who I am or the influence of my family. Borgata." I emphasized the last word, spitting it out with disdain. He took a deep breath, his gaze intense. "Madeline Alessandro, daughter of Antonio Alessandro, a well-known winemaker. On paper and to the unaware authorities, that's who you are. But the truth is, your family holds significant power in the Italian mafia, strategically aligned with the formidable Massimo Borgata. Your father is...very dangerous."

"I don't know what you want with me; I never offended anyone." She never had issues with anyone. So she had thought until now. Shit. Was it the crime of her father or mother she was suffering? Her father was Rocco Romano. He had many companies, and his name was especially associated with steel companies. He was the head of the Rosette empire, and he came from old money. Alessia doubted no one knew about him in the world. Likewise, he was known to be cruel, but not to her. Her father had always treated her so delicately, just like her mother.

“What did you do to Romano's princess.” “Alessio, what the hell are you doing here?” I scan him up and down. “I'm here as your future right-hand,” he smirks, slapping his hand on my shoulder and then shifting his gaze towards my father. “Don't worry uncle he likes her better than he did the first Romano. If it puts your mind at ease?” he smirks, but that ly seems to worry my father more. If Alessio is involved, there's always trouble and Father knows that all too well. “He didn't tou—”

Alessia smiled back at him. "No, hold the fuck up! The person you were dating, the one who gave you that pen, it was Alessia all this time? Dad, why didn't you tell me? How can you do this to me, your own son? Just because he was dating Alessia, he even cancelled our contract! Are you treating me like a fool?" Mathew said angrily.

He knew about it but couldn't do much because I wasn't just his dad; I was also his boss. He knew getting mad at me over a girl would be a stupid move. He was the only heir of Black Industries and everything that comes with that. Fighting me wouldn't have been in his favor. So, his only option was to end things with the girls after finding out about the affair, and truthfully, I never even tried to hide the affair from him.

She reached out, almost touching his hand, but he cut her off. “My mother, Gloria Veronesi, was the only daughter of the Great Veronesi,” Domenico began, his voice filled with pride and sorrow. “She was the apple of his eye. But she wasn't just a princess of the palace. She was so sharp, so formidable, that the men in the family feared her more than they feared the Don himself.” Renata stayed silent, her heart racing. She had heard some of this history from Emilio, about the woman who ruled with an iron will, but hearing it from her son made it feel strange.

A man like that having a weakness strong enough to manipulate him… it sounded impossible but yet somehow Bianca achieved exactly that. "True words that your father loved your mother so much but he allowed his desires take over his thoughts and he cleanly accepted Mrs Bianca's deal without a second thought" Mr Pietro said once again "and what was it?" Francesco asked. The question came out sharper this time and extremely direct which caused Mr Pietro to exhale slowly. The old consigliere adjusted himself properly before continuing. "Years ago your father travelled frequently outside the territories handling alliance meetings and weapon negotiations for the family and during one of those meeti

The voice told me all I needed to know. Someone had come to save. And it wasn't Santino Ravazzani. He began carrying me up the stairs. “My father has seemed to act like a bastard today.” he said, voice low and laced with disappointment. "My father can be a real b*st*rd sometimes." The words were spoken quietly, as if he were speaking to himself. "You are Nico." I hiccuped into the rough skin of his throat, tears still leaking from my eyes. "I am. You must be Anastasia Mancini."

"Bianca Salvatore, only daughter of billionaire Julio Salvatore, CEO of Salvatore Corp, married Damian Moretti, heir to the Moretti Empire, in a lavish ceremony today in Los Angeles." I felt like a fool. A complete and utter fool. Salvatore? She was a Salvatore? And the only daughter of Julio Salvatore? The same Julio Salvatore who my family has been trying to partner with for years? The same man who my father admired and looked up to? The same family that was known to be ruthless and powerful? And then I saw another article. *BREAKING NEWS: BIANCA SALVATORE MORETTI APPOINTED NEW CEO OF SALVATORE CORP*