Did Feliciano Kill Kris And Lisanne นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Even to his death, he could not believe he lost to Luis. “Argh! Murder!” Zenika and the other women shrieked. Kaze buried Rose’s face in his chest to shield her from the gruesome scene. “Clang!” Luis dropped the knife as he regained composure from his manic episode. He retracted his foot from Joel’s chest and backed away, his eyes fixating on Joel’s dead body. “I-I didn’t kill him. “I didn’t mean to kill you!” Luis raised his trembling hands, his body shaking.

"If today's operation succeeds, the Lucianos will finally be finished." Angelo Casani said in a low voice. "Valentine is dead, and now the old Luciano will die too, so yes, you could say that." Tony Rico replied. A heavy silence hung in the moving car. These men were about to witness the long-awaited destruction of the Lucianos right before their eyes, but instead of being intoxicated with joy and a sense of victory, they couldn't hide their gloomy expressions. They would get their revenge by killing Ricardo Luciano, but what came after was the problem. Hadn't the Belmontes also lost their heir? Giovanni Belmonte was still alive for now, but after his death, the Belmontes would also complete

“Safehouse outside Florence. Valerio’s men found him in the olive grove after the wedding. Beaten. Tied. But breathing. He is recovering. No permanent damage.” Tears burned behind my eyes. I blinked them back. “Thank you.” “I did not do it for you.” She met my gaze. Steady. “I did it for him. He does not deserve to die because of your choices.” I nodded. Swallowed. “And Lucas?” “Dead.” The word came out flat. Final. “Valerio handled it personally. Last night. Quiet. No witnesses. No body left to find.” I waited for grief. Guilt. Relief. Nothing came. Just a hollow space where something used to be.

He tries to calm me down but I can’t. “Calm down tesoro. You are safe now.” He moves me away from him when I am not sobbing any more. He puts his coat over me and button me up. I was naked. I look at my hands to see blood on them. “Don’t look at them.” Luciano says covering my bloodied hands with his. Out of nowhere Niccolo appears with water and cloth. He washes the blood from my hands and face. “Tutti sono uccisi.” Niccolo says something to which Luciano nods. (All are killed.)

This is not going to be a good thing. “Don't lie!” I pleaded with my mates. “This is the lycan king for God's sake, he can detect when you lie.” “We killed both Carly and Louis so our mate can be at peace.” Vincenzo confesses, face stuff. “What?” I almost felt like denying them, mentioning my name at such a critical time. I wasn't too strong enough to face any consequences. “You killed the two?” Fred barked, his eyes turning to red. “Didn't I ask you to handle this case with caution? Why will you kill on a joyful day like this, don't you know the moon goddess will be angry with us?”

I spoke instantly cursing at myself for the pour choice of words. “I don’t have a brother, they killed him, they fucking killed him” he raged, his anger herd as he yelled and yelled, screaming his fury out into the night sky. Marcel silently raised to his feet. Not a word spoken. Our attention on nothing but Diego. “Boss” I heard, turning to see Sam dragging a bloodied Bellino by his scruff, I should have fucking known the Italians would be the one to pluck my last nerve. “The only one missing is Vince Trevisani, Bellino Trevisani had been hit by the blast though”

Instead, I feel like crying. "Who was it?" Cris asks startling me. I could lie to him but I don't want to. "Marco" "What did he want?" "He called to say goodbye. He's leaving" "Come on. Let's eat before your sister gets here" "Why would Marianna come here?" "She broke up with Damiano" "What? Why?" "He thought she was the one who killed the woman who shot you" "Aurelia is dead?" "Yes. I killed her" I freeze "What?"

Huracio The last few hours were hectic. Not only did Helena slip into my office, but someone set fire to Salvatore’s club after tearing it apart. Four people died, and several files went missing. Everything happened at the same time, effectively preventing either side from calling for backup. How did she pull it off? Who is helping her? “We have underestimated your girlfriend,” Salvatore grumbled. “I think it’s time we bring your wife in.” My heart trembled. “Bring her in for what?” I casually asked, trying not to sound worried or antagonistic.

Before Don Fabrizio's other men could get their guns out and gun Di Stefano down, he had already fired a minimum of seven bullets at Lucca. Di Stefano died, but so did Lucca. Don Fabrizio, standing in the center of all this gunfire, turned to see Lucca down and gone when it all calmed down. He rushed to him and grabbed him, trying to resuscitate him. “Lucca! Lucca!!” He called as he burst into tears. His other men stood in a circle around Don and his fallen son, silent and saddened. After about ten minutes when Don Fabrizio came to terms with what had happened, he began to mutter under his breath:

I walk to it to pick it up without looking at its caller ID. “ Hello.” I said stiffly. I am not in my mood to chitchat right now. “ You need to save Callixta from the Ronaldo.” I frowned my brows, hearing her welcoming sentence. “ What do you mean?” “ Ronaldo Monteverde is the one who arrange and made the killing of your fiancée. He's behind the incident happened that night. Callixta is in danger, living with the same person who are one of the highest officials of the Monteverde mafia group.” She told me in a serious and worrying tone.