Bianca D'alessio Father Novels & Stories

"She is alive. She's in the Castellano medical center. Not because of you. Because my father arrived in time." Light flared in his eyes for half a second, then drowned under shame. He dropped to his knees in front of me, voice shaking. "Let me see her. Aria, please. Just once." "You have no right." Bianca suddenly crawled forward and grabbed the edge of my father's coat. "Chairman Castellano, I was forced! My father made me marry Luca and pass the baby off as a Moretti. I had no choice!" Luca's head snapped toward her. "What did you just say?"

Now I can fish out my loyal subjects until my plan is ready to hatch. Alessia’s father was a proud man yet a good man. After his wife died,he got married to my dad's sister,so he could ask for help whenever he pleased. I was too eager back then, desperate to prove myself to my father. I authorized a hit on a rival company,only to find out later it wasn’t a rival at all. It was hers. Her father’s fortune burned overnight. His ships were seized, his contracts broken. By the time I realized what I’d done, it was too late.

Ivan said seriously before walking away. "Damn that Ivan!" Bianca exclaimed in frustration, stamping her foot again. She loved Alessio deeply. As an orphan taken in by Alessio's father, she and Alessio had shared everything—food, playtime—until Alessio's father died and the Godfather forced Alessio into training as the next Mafia Boss. That was when she lost the boy she had grown up with. "Who could have made him so angry?" Bianca muttered to herself, worry etched on her face. Not getting the answers she sought, she decided to leave.

As for Marco and Bianca… they can both go to hell. My voice still trembled. “Papa, I’ll come home and take the Conti name like I should—but I want that fraud, Bianca, gone.” I expected my biological father, Enzo Conti, the Don of the one and only Conti family, to refuse. After all, Bianca had been his daughter for nearly twenty-five years. It was only six months ago that he learned the truth—learned she wasn’t his, and found me instead, his real daughter.

“We need to move carefully. Alejandro won’t stop.” No, he wouldn’t. Dino exhaled, staring at the city lights ahead. And neither would they. --- Dino’s phone buzzed. A blocked number. Frowning, he answered. “Who is this?” A familiar voice, low and husky. “Kid.” Dino stiffened. Capello. Elena’s father. “Where are you, Capello?” His next words sent an ice-cold shiver down Dino’s spine. “We need to talk. It’s about your mother.”

explained Alesha. "But if you don't want to accept me anymore, then I will resign," said Alesha. "Where's your child's father?" asked Alden curiously. Alexa shook her head weakly. "I don't know; I don't even know what that guy's face looks like," sobbed Alesha. Alden was surprised; he remembered the incident in Indonesia again. "Could it be my son?" Alden thought, when he was at war with his mind, that Alden was shocked because Alvin was suddenly crying.

Tyler asked, Grabbing his shirt and he scoffed. "My Dad told me you idiot,I found out when you told me a girl called Nancy is one of Romano's girls and I traced it to Carmen information, That's when I found out that Alessia is the daughter of Carmen, The man my father, your parents and Batista ganged up against" He confessed and I shook my head, trying not to believe what he's saying.

I pushed myself up when I saw him stay silent, standing in the doorway with a deep frown and storms in his eyes. “If you don’t take me to Dad, I’ll go by myself. I’ll beg him!” I stood up despite the dizziness and fought my way across the carpet. “Our father died a few days ago, Victoria, and now I’m the new patriarch of the Bianchi family.” I stared at him like he’d grown another head. My body went cold in an instant. My knees gave out and I hit the floor with a dull thud, shaking my head, fighting not to keep crying.

The fact that she was carrying my child was a completely different topic for me to worry about, and I couldn’t help but find myself getting worried about the fact that she would be in her father’s place while somewhat showing. “Alessio, son of Lucius, will be there, and I think that it is time for the two of you to finally settle things.” Her father’s words played in my head, and the idea of him being the same Alessio that was in my mind was not one that I wanted to consider. But if he was, I couldn’t help but find myself frowning at the fact when I realized from her response that the two of them could have been lovers. And the fact that he might be with her when their family was one of the

Lisa ate, showered, cleaned her room, and went downstairs. Alessandro was busy in his office when Johnny barged in. “You know there’s such a thing as knocking,” Alessandro said without looking up. “Yeah, yeah. But you know we don’t have manners,” Johnny replied, waving his hands. “What are you doing here?” “Can’t I come visit my best friend?” Alessandro shook his head and closed his laptop. “Well?” “Well, I just came to tell you that Bianca and her father aren’t together. Seems like Daddy Dearest left Bianca to handle all his mess and disappeared.”