Chord Donna Donna

Élevée parmi les montagnes paisibles de Pedesina, en Italie, Donna Amorielle est la seule fille de Don Vittorio Amorielle et d’Ellis Barker, un couple forgé dans le feu de la mafia et d’un amour improbable. Loin des rues chaotiques de New York, elle a grandi aux côtés de ses frères — Jake, Marco et Jason — sous le poids d’un héritage qu’elle ne pourra jamais revendiquer et l’ombre d’un destin qu’elle refuse d’accepter. Prise entre le sang mafieux qui coule dans ses veines et la détermination américaine héritée de sa mère, Donna ne veut pas être simplement la fille d’un don, ni une pièce dans un jeu d’alliances. Elle veut davantage : elle veut choisir qui elle sera. À 25 ans, Donna confronte son père, le redouté Don Vittorio, exigeant une chance de retourner aux États-Unis et de tracer son propre chemin. Réticents, Vittorio et Ellis cèdent, croyant que la distance les protégera du passé qu’ils ont laissé derrière eux. Mais ce qui commence comme une quête de liberté se transforme rapidement en une plongée périlleuse dans les eaux troubles de la mafia. Sur le sol américain, Donna découvre que les péchés de ses parents résonnent encore, et de vieux ennemis sont prêts à réclamer une dette dont elle ignorait l’existence. Déterminée à prouver sa valeur, elle devra choisir : se battre pour le nom Amorielle ou le réduire en cendres pour construire le sien. Une histoire de loyauté, de vengeance et d’autodécouverte, Donna parle du prix du pouvoir et du courage de défier le destin — même lorsque le sang parle plus fort.

Marriage was never about love, it was a weapon, a strategy, the final step Leonardo Mancini needed to claim his place as Don. In his world, love is weakness, and weakness gets you killed. For Nora Romano, life was simple until the night her father’s debt to the mafia became her burden. The price? Her freedom. The cost? Becoming the wife of a man whose name was feared across Italy. What begins as a marriage of leverage soon spirals into a dangerous game of secrets, betrayal, and blood loyalty. As enemies close in and trust fractures within the family, Leonardo is forced to confront the one thing he swore he’d never risk.... his heart. Can a man built on power and control balance the weight of love? And can Nora give her heart to someone whose world embodies everything she despises? In the mafia, love is the deadliest gamble of all.

(His Series)According to Mythya you live seven life's before your soul get peace.In His Series you are going to see the journey of Alexander Branson six life's, yes only six life's (and why only six life's? You will get the answers in sixth book).Alexander Branson who got fall in love with Ashly Chand in his first life let see how he is going to make her his while crossing all the boundaries .((HIS DONNA))"I will kill my daughter but I will never let you have her" Jia Scream while her eye's are red."Touch her and you all dead, and she is already mine whether you like it or not"

On our seventh wedding anniversary, I was straddling my Mafia husband, Lucian, kissing him deeply. My fingers fumbled in the pocket of my expensive silk dress, searching for the pregnancy test I'd hidden there. I wanted to save the news of my unexpected pregnancy for the end of the evening. Lucian's right-hand man, Marco, asked with a suggestive smile in Italian: "Don, your new little canary, Sophia. How does she taste?" Lucian's mocking laughter vibrated through my chest, sending a chill down my spine. He replied, also in Italian: "Like an unripe peach. Fresh and tender." His hand was still caressing my waist, but his gaze was distant. "Just keep this between us. If my Donna finds out, I'm a dead man." His men chuckled knowingly, raising their glasses and swearing their silence. The warmth in my blood turned to ice, inch by inch. The one thing they didn’t know was that my grandmother was from Sicily, so I understood every word. I forced myself to remain calm, keeping the perfect smile of a Donna fixed in place, but the hand holding my champagne flute trembled. Instead of making a scene, I opened my phone, found the invitation I had received a few days ago for a private international medical research project, and tapped "Accept." In three days, I would disappear from Lucian's world completely.

Le jour de notre septième anniversaire de mariage, j'étais à califourchon sur mon mari mafieux, Lucien, et je l'embrassais profondément. Mes doigts fouillaient dans la poche de ma robe de soie hors de prix, à la recherche du test de grossesse que j'y avais caché. Je voulais garder la nouvelle de ma grossesse inattendue pour la fin de la soirée. Marc, le second de Lucian, a demandé avec un sourire suggestif en italien : « Don, ton nouveau petit canari, Sophie. Comment est-elle ? » Le rire moqueur de Lucien a vibré sur ma poitrine et m'a fait froid dans le dos. Il a répondu, toujours en italien : « Comme une pêche pas mûre, fraîche et tendre. » Sa main caressait toujours ma taille, mais son regard était distant. « Garde ça entre nous. Si ma Donna le découvre, je suis un homme mort. » L'homme a gloussé d'un air entendu, levant son verre et jurant de garder le silence. La chaleur de mon sang s'est transformée progressivement pour devenir glaciale. La seule chose qu'ils ignoraient, c'était que ma grand-mère était originaire de Sicile, et que je comprenais donc chaque mot. Je me forçais de rester calme, fixant sur mon visage le sourire parfait de Donna, mais la main qui tenait ma flûte de champagne a tremblé. Au lieu de faire une scène, j'ai ouvert mon téléphone, trouvé l'invitation que j'avais reçue il y a quelques jours pour un projet international privé de recherche médicale, et j'ai tapé « Accepter ». Dans trois jours, je disparaîtrais complètement du monde de Lucien.

A woman who lives her life in poverty touched the heart of the young billionaire man by her very own incredible endearing raw voice. And with the billionaire's connections, he managed to know the personal informations of the incredible woman, which includes her family status. Out of pity for the woman, he thought of offering her a help, but only in a one condition. It is to be the secretary of his for 3 months who can sing for him anytime, in an exchange of helping her get recognized in the world with her wonderful voice.

When I pushed through the main door, covered in blood, I found my amnesiac husband right on top of my best friend. His arm was wrapped around her waist with practiced ease, and she was passionately reciprocating his advances. "Ada will be devastated if she finds out…" Camilla said in a sweet voice through bated breaths. "After all, she really thinks you've lost your memories." Lucio chuckled softly and said in a mocking tone, "It's not my fault she loves me that much. Then again, it's a good thing for me since I can just let her do all the tough and dirty work." He leaned down and planted a kiss on Camilla's lips, mumbling, "Right now, you're the only one I recognize as my wife. Just wait. Once I sign the deal with the Della Veras, I'll have her kicked out and pass everything she owns to you. After all, I no longer remember a thing." Only then did it hit me. My husband's amnesia was all an act, a farce to fool me. Moreover, my best friend conspired with him to stab me in the back. Too bad they didn't know that the Della Vera family, the most feared Mafia family in Ritelle, only acknowledged one person: Me, Ada Rossi.

Nang lumuhod ang lalaki, magmakaawa, at yakapin ang kanyang binti'y 'di pa rin natinag si Kennedy. "Ken, please, handa akong gawin ang lahat-lahat mapasa 'kin ka lang muli," pagsusumamo ni Chord. Isang hakbang palayo mula sa lalaking dati niyang minahal ay agad na nagbadyang tumulo ang mainit at nag-uunahang mga luhang kanina pa gustong lumabas sa kanyang mga mata. Nag-aalab. Lumalago. Ayaw paawat. Ilan lang ito sa mga salitang makakapaglarawan sa pag-ibig ni Kennedy kay Chord. Animo'y isa itong bomba na kapag hinayaan lamang hanggang sa pumatak sa partikular na oras, ito'y sasabog at hindi na mapipigilan pa. Ngunit hindi maipagkakaila na kahit kaila'y hindi mawawala ang mga problema't hamon na maaaring tumupok sa alab ng pag-ibig sa pagitan ng dalawang tao. "Napakahirap mong abutin, Chord," wika ni Kennedy, nanginginig ang boses. "Walang-wala sa kalingkingan ng estado mo ang estado ng buhay ko." Namatay si Romeo dahil kay Juliet. Namatay si Jack dahil kay Rose. Hindi nagkatuluyan sina Peter Pan at Wendy. Sina Chord at Kennedy kaya gano'n din? Mailalaban ba nila ang pag-iibigang pilit sinusubok ng panahon, paniniwala, at tadhana?

An enemies-to-lovers murder mystery story, following the link between an ordinary girl with the powerful man in town. After Bella manages to escape her abusive boyfriend, she winds up on the streets drugged, bruised and barely conscious. Then her knight appears, scooping her up and bringing her to safety. He seems familiar. Fate has brought them together again, only for her to ruin his life with her horrible past, and for him to leave her a helpless fool.

Belladonna; the devil's favorite flower, a slow sentence of death. Silence, pain and insanity. Artemisia was born being the poisonous root of the family, the shadow on the wall that everyone tried not to see. A legend has fallen upon her since childhood: be loved by her and death will come to you as the poisoning by belladonna, slowly and painfully. As a way to escape from her mother's suffocating wings, Artemisia moved into her great aunt's mansion in to start over and wipe all the blood on her hands. But no matter where it is planted, a poisonous plant will always leave its trail morbid.