Bruno Bucciarati Novels & Stories

“How was it possible for my father to be working with a man like him? If you claim that he is as dark as…?” “Your father worked with those who we benefited from. No matter what the reason was, the price was, who the person was, and what they did. Bartolomeo has functioned himself to shut his humanity off a long time ago.” Mario said, answering her. She shook her head, clearly wanting to refuse believing what her grandfather was telling her. And I had to admit, even I was both confused and baffled by what we were learning when it came to what Cosimo was doing, and I knew the darkness that my father was often willing to have.

" Cleopatra . " I knew this was coming because Bruno was pro Massa and Anti Luca . In my defense I was half and half so he couldn't take me however he could also not attack and territory that wasn't his so he came to the house in his capacity as a cop and not my friend because I've been friends with him for a very long time as long as I've known Michelangelo I've been friends with Bruno and he is an affable guy so it confuses me that he's working with a man that I really don't like.

I finished with an air of Finality. I didn't look Gina in the eye, but through the side of my eye, I just saw her nod her head. I couldn't tell what the nod meant, or how to take it either, but I could only but hope that my reply sat well with her. “Fabri, I've got some Intel on the nice bids for tonight. Wanna trade it in for something?” Bruno Bianchi, a made Man of the Bonanno Family whispered to my hearing. Bruno Bianchi was a popular name in the Big Apple, but as the old saying goes, “some dust could be raised, but the void of it's potency can never be erased.”

This is a man, with a slight smile on his face, assessing me silently, listening to my ridiculous baffling. He is not just a man though. He's an Alpha. The Alpha.

“From this moment on, she is under my protection. No one touches her. No one speaks to her without my permission. No one lays a fucking finger on her. Is that clear?” Protection. What a joke. “Yes, boss,” the men replied in rehearsed unison. Dante turned to one of the men, tall, broad, with short hair nearly black and a darkness in his eyes that matched Dante’s. His clothes were simple, but everything about him screamed scary. “This is Bruno. My right hand. If I’m not here, he’s in charge. He’ll look after you.” Bruno stepped forward, extended a hand. “Nice to meet you, Miss Gia.”

Nico reminded him. He climbed into the car. Bruno closed the door for him. Nico’s face was unreadable when the car moved. He called Evan to instruct. “Run a check on Bruno Bonetti. I don’t think I could still trust the man.” Evan was surprised. Bruno was Nico’s right-hand man. “Perocchio, Bruno might be harsh, but he won’t deliberately hurt Kara.” Bruno sighed. “Just do it. I can’t rest easy unless I know he’s clear.”

The company was accused of plagiarism and infringement. Dana was not planning to stay idle throughout her stay in California so she decided to research about the CRUZ company. It was created by the Cruz couple and when Manuel died, Henry took over as the CEO. Dana had to confess that she had been hearing of the CRUZ company in the past years during her stay in Italy. Their works were distributed worldwide and sold in many different countries. Their designs were superb and so were the paintings which were made by their first son.

"Thank you for your trust. We need to act quickly. Internal Affairs won't stop until they've silenced me and covered up Bruno's tracks." With every passing day, Isabella, Luca, and Detective Ben meticulously gathered evidence, connecting the dots of Bruno's empire. They discovered influential figures entangled in a web of corruption, enabling Bruno to operate with impunity. The more they uncovered, the clearer it became that the city's entire power structure was at stake.

“ Maximo Romano. You are? “ The man greeted. I made sure he saw my left hand as I greeted back. “ Brianna, Trentino. “ I introduced “ Ah, the famous Brianna. I have a feeling we will be great friends,” he said but I didn’t like the mischievous look on his face. Romano chuckled and gestured for Maximo to go to his side. He placed his hand around Maximo’s shoulder and a look of pride flashed his face.

the girl guided. “Boyfriend,” Boma said. “I bless you with the kind of boyfriend- in- in my life.” “His name, please. Add it.” “I bless you with- may you have a boyfriend like Donovan.” “Thanks, but Donovan who?” Boma hesitated. “I need the blessing to be specific.” The girl said pleadingly. “Because there is more than one Donovan in the world.” “Okay. Donovan Garrett” “So be it. Thank you.” The girl said excitedly, hugging Boma before exiting the restroom.