Novel & Cerita Did Geto Kill His Parents

she said sharply. “I swear to you, Ariella,” he said, his voice low and rough. “I didn’t know they would go that far. I only wanted to scare him—to push him into selling the shares quietly. But someone else… someone higher up ordered the hit. I found out too late.” She stared at him in horror. “You’re telling me my father died because of a business deal?” “It wasn’t just a deal,” Elise whispered. “It was a war between powerful families. And your father was going to expose them. He left behind evidence. Files. Names. A ledger. That’s what Mateo was trying to protect.”

“This is the second time I hear about those people but I don’t give a fuck about what they think or do. This is my revenge and I will be the one to take. A soul for a soul Renzo, remember?” I said hinting to Kieran’s words and Renzo closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly. “The Albanian’s killed my mother and father, they killed Kieran’s wife as well…..” He started to say and I stood up cutting him off and walked to the mini bar to get a drink but then the man turned me around violently forcing me to listen to him. “They killed your mother as well and now your father, Misha.” Renzo said and I blinked at him. I have asked about the way my mother died but same as Killian, my

What a bastard. "Who could have done this to them?" Eden asked. Meanwhile, Elton was scanning the room. He approached the window where I was with Nathan, whose heartbeat was racing. I gestured for him to calm down, and he slowed his heartbeat. "What are you looking at out that window?" Eden asked. "We need to find the killer." "I'm trying to find some clue, Eden. Just when I learned the truth about my real parents, they were taken away. I can't have any happiness or family members in my life," Elton said, his voice filled with anger and grief.

Instead, he focused on how to deal with this shit. “We’ve both been set up,” he said. “And he—the bastard—killed my parents!” His voice shuddered with enough hatred to melt the antarctic. And though he had his doubts before, he disregarded his instinct and thought that Matheo wasn't capable of doing such nineious things. “He—will pay! I will make sure he—”

The pain brought the man back to reality and Ara shut his victim’s mouth with his hand before he could scream. “Now that you know how hot the water is, how about telling me everything I need to know before I burn your skin off your flesh,” Ara said in a deadly tone. The man looked at him pleadingly as he kept sobbing like a child before he spoke in a strained voice, “Our retired mentor who introduced us to most of our employers told us about how he killed your parents and tossed their bodies into a lagoon 22yrs ago in Africa.” Ara’s body went limp and he felt rage building inside of him. His parents had not even gotten a chance to be given a befitting burial. It was all his fault, he should

he scoffed. "His prisoner? Yes, but I'm not his plaything," I corrected him. I may have been having sex with him, but it didn't necessarily mean that I was his plaything. Not when I wanted him as well and enjoyed having sex with him. I got off the bed and looked at Elio. And just as I was about to speak, he cut in and said, "He killed your parents, Gia. Why do you want to spare his life after he took away the two people who meant the world to you?"

I mocked. "You know, watching you search my study and trying to escape through the window was fun!!" I said, squatting to maintain eye contact with her. I grabbed her swollen face and pressed hard on her jaw with the intentions of smashing her perfect jaw bone. "You're a spineless asshole!! What do you want from me?' Why did you kill my parents?" She asked with tears in her eyes. I ran my tongue on my teeth and drew in a deep breath. "It was a job that had to be done. Your father betrayed the Russian syndicate by exposing our human trafficking channels and we lost a lot of money and some good men. It's only fair we kill his family in return" I answered with a smirk.

Mateo snapped back. Dante flared his nostrils, “The only way to get back to that piece of shit Aldo is if we get to his children. I want him to suffer the way we did after he killed our parents!” He spoke sharply. He jabbed his finger at Mateo, “Before you go out and develop any feelings for that girl, just remember how hard mom tried to protect us from Aldo. We don’t need proof to know that he killed her and dad. Everyone in ally knows, but they all are too scared to say anything to him. He abuses his powder, Mateo, don’t forget it.” He pointed out.

"You're one of them, aren't you?" "Yeah," Mahone pretends to roar, standing up, grimacing. "Now I'll kill you, GG!" Two G clenches his fist, "You're joking!" "The Conditorem, eh?" he touches his bandage gently, then groans. The psycho Ethan bastard got him well. It hurts good, shoot pain through his every nerve. "Listen, man. These freaking Conditorem killed my father, though I hated him, no offense. My brother had to get out from there because of them. Then my beloved mother married my father's best friend, who turned to be a new species of monster, worse than my father. I just had an uncle and a distant aunt, then I started to live on my own," he smiles. "So, no. These fuckin' bastards scr

"Giotto." He nods slowly. "A man I knew well told me, after he mustered the courage. He knew the man who killed her. He died of cirrhosis several years ago, when I was still a boy. See, Giotto has probably never fired a gun his entire life. He sends others to do his dirty deeds." He flicks the cigarette and the ashes fall to the floor. "When I have the opportunity to kill him, I'll ask him why he killed my mother. It seems no one knows. My best guess is it has something to do with my father, but I can't be sure. I never met him."