Novel & Cerita Don't You Dare Ce Ricci

In front of his son. The sound of his knees hitting concrete made Marco go completely numb. "Donna Isabella, Miss Seraphina..." Vito Ricci pressed his forehead to the dirty floor, his voice choked with fear and pleading. "This abomination... do with him as you please. The Ricci family... will have no complaints."

I walked briskly towards the interrogation room with anticipation running through my veins. Leonardo Ricci was a bastard who got away with almost everything and almost turned this city into his personal empire. A man whose crimes spanned across nations, a name that sent fear into the hearts of the most dangerous criminals. The bastard I had spent five years trying to pin down but he just walked in and surrendered? Bullshit!

"The Ricci family has been officially indicted by the FBI on charges including money laundering, smuggling, and illegal possession of weapons." "Sofia got immunity as a witness, but she's been deported." "Seventeen core members of the Ricci family, including Dante, were arrested. The rest are scattered." I listened to the news, feeling nothing. Two months later. "Donna," Marco pushed the door open, his face alight with excitement. "That port—" "The one Don Ricci wanted to buy, Brooklyn's Pier 15 deep-water harbor—" "The owner is willing to sell?" I put down my files.

“That bastard Dante caused the blast that stole your memories. He kept you hidden away from me for years. But don’t worry I will help you remember everything, I swear.” I looked away toward the black water rushing past the window. Riccardo’s last words on the phone still echoed cold in my ears. He would hunt us without mercy. He always did. “He will come for us. You don’t understand how dangerous he is. He has eyes everywhere. He will kill anyone who stands in his way.”

Beau chuckled, thought, 'This is crazy… I mean truly, truly crazy…He doesn't even know her and he thinks he knows her opinions and thoughts… He met her one day and he thinks he knows everything about her… This is just crazy,' and Beau said, "I'm not going to continue to work with you, if you are going to continue with this ongoing disrespect of Marigold. You think I need you Mr.Aston but I don't… If anything you need me and this event to make yourself look good. You talk about image but what will the public think if I dropped you from this event? What do you think the public would say especially after what happened with Jessica. You think it was hard to clear your image last time, think abo

Infrared targeting dots covered his body densely. The Ricci family Soldati had arrived. "Matteo! Lower your weapon! The Don has ordered everyone brought back for questioning!" He desperately wanted to pull the trigger and drag this woman to hell with him, but that would be too easy for her! Death was far too simple. He wanted her ruined and disgraced, suffering endless torment at Gianna's grave in a fate worse than death! "Fine." Matteo slowly lowered the gun. "Then let the Don take a good look at what kind of trash the family's Principessa really is!"

"What are you doing Alantino? He's the son of one of our underbosses." Mr Russo reminded him but his expressions remained same. Deadly. "He dared to touch Valerie." He said in a voice that would make anyone tremble out of fear and many of the people gathered around dance floor were already frightened. No-one would want to get their name associated with what that guy had been doing with me. And I could see many of them had already made a distance from me. "That doesn't mean you'll beat him to death."

Ric said, despite me begging and pleading with him no to mention my name, he still did. "Alexander McGuire, did you tell this he-goat, this monkey, this cow to come here?" She snapped, looking at me. "Of course not, he probably trailed me or just used my location, you know how insensitive he can be," I say, turning the tables back at him. "What is the use of arguing about who invited who, the good thing is that I am here," Ric said, walking straight to her kitchen. "Ricardo motherfucking Rossi! If you take one thing in my kitchen, I will devour you to pieces." Denola yelled, running after him.

"You don’t want to do this the hard way." Still, silence. Then a punch from Anthony landed on his face and he groaned in pain. Another punch. And another one. Each came one after the other. I hold Anthony back when it gets almost too bloody, knowing Anthony, once he’s angry he could kill. I crouched down, leveling my gaze with his. "Ricardo, I already know you helped him. I just need to know why. Who put you up to this?" A flicker of something in his eyes. Hesitation. Fear.

Nobody was above the stock market, not even banks. On top of discovering the whereabouts of Ricardo’s purge survivors, Dawn needed to establish a firm foothold in this city. He only had the status of a rich tourist with this luxury penthouse apartment estate. Celebrities might flock to him, but their influence meant nothing against Ricardo. Dawn was only one man without an army. He couldn’t possibly take down Ricardo and his pit of vipers alone. More importantly, he didn’t want a war as that would implicate Aqua.