Dona Perfecta Novels & Stories

“You are a rare beauty.” Liora’s cheeks flushed, “Thank you. You’re a looker as well.” Donna was dressed in a black mermaid dress with mesh sleeves and a low neckline. The skirt flared below her knees in tight ruffles. “You’ve been hiding all your assets under your uniform.” Donna smiled sheepishly at the compliment. Before she could reply, Rhonda stuck her head in the doorway, “Edmund is going to faint when he sees you.” Liora laughed as Donna’s face became even more red. It was common knowledge that beneath his aloof temperament, Edmund liked Donna very much.

, Lima said with a devious smile. “I know that smile too well. What is your good news?”, Dolores asked. “I need your forgiveness first, Mother”, Lima said in a small voice. Dolores smirked. “Holding something I want over me. I see my teachings are still in you. You are your mother’s daughter after all. You have my forgiveness, now spill”, she said. Lima smiled and sat beside her. “The Don is in town”, she said with a smile. “Okay which one?”, Dolores asked.

I haven’t ever had sex but trust me when I say imma make that man fight me for his prize because it left me all kinds of turned on and ready to kick everyone out of the room so I could see what all the hype is about. “Are you even listening” Vic asks harshly from the doorway. “No I was to busy thinking about your dick” Kimberly sputters, YS starts cackling like a fucking hyena and two guys I have yet to meet choke on their own spit as they try to compose myself. “The new Dona, she no filter” one of the new guys says through is thick Italian accent. “No she doesn’t, but you’ll get used to it” comes a familiar voice.

As the words escape from my lips another fresh set of tears spring out of my eyes and soon I fall asleep hugging my pillow. I am woken up by the constant knocking on my door and growl in frustration, "WHAT?" The person on the other side shouts back with a snicker "its training time miss perfect. As always late, I don't understand why are you even our trainer." My anger increases tenfold on the comment while my wolf Sasha tries to take over and rip the girl into shreds. I close my eyes and focus on my breathing to control my anger and then reply in a dark tone "Fuck off, Janice. And I want you in the field in 5 minutes."

Taking a deep breath, she climbed up the porch steps and knocked. For a very long moment, nothing, then, the door slowly opened by just an inch. One green eye, narrow and unreadable, peered through the slit. Then a slow, mocking grin. "Well, well," the voice drawled. "Look who finally crawled back to me." The door creaked open enough to reveal a tall woman in her late fifties. Evelyn Maddox was a beauty that had bloomed into something cold and harsh, like an ice-encrusted diamond left out in the snow.

Grace appeared to be clueless “The Don” Ben said and almost laughed when he saw how her eyes looked like they would fall off from their socket “The Don?” She asked “I dont know what you are talking about. I have no enemy and I dont know who the Don is” she added, even if that was true, the fact that she said she didn't know the Don would make anyone raise their eyebrows, everyone knew who the Don was “Perhaps I should refresh your mind a little “ he said as he wondered why she pretended the Don hadn't just make her experience what he thought was the worst moment of her life

Injured. With anger renewed, I turned to Enzo. "I hate it when my men get injured in a fight." I gestured to Antonio, too. "It pisses the hell off of me." "You think..." Enzo grunted in pain, shifting away from me. "I like it?" I badly wanted just to kill Enzo now, but then how would I get to Don? Unfortunately, he was now my only link. "Where is Don?" I asked him. He laughed, but it came out sounding like a cough. "Why... why..."

Thrown out. "And the Donna?" My voice is a low growl. "What did she do?" The butler flinches. "The Donna... she just stood there. She watched us take everything. And she didn't say a word." My heart stops. "Nothing?" "Nothing, Boss. She just watched. Then she turned and walked away. Her face was... blank." How could she be calm? Five years ago, a mistress knocked over her palette, and she threw a fit for three days.

"The best option now is for you to redo your senior year with Nicole. I'll see you on campus one year from now. Nothing's going to change during this time. It's not a big deal." Not a big deal? My whole body started to shake uncontrollably. "Preston Nolin, do you know what a 626 score means?" I asked. "It's the top one percent in the entire state. "I woke up at 4:30 am and went to sleep at midnight every day. I was doing practice exams even on New Year's Day. I threw myself into studying for three straight years to get that 626, and you say it's 'not a big deal' and that I should just redo my senior year?"