Donald Na Novels & Stories

Donald added, smirking, “and that I was about to marry your sister Anna. It’s you he hates, not us.” “No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “No, you’re lying.” “I’m not,” he said flatly. “He sent word personally.” I swallowed hard, my throat suddenly dry. “Why?” I stammered. “Why would you ever accept anything from that bloodthirsty monster? He’s our worst enemy! He slaughtered my family!” Donald shrugged. “Because I’m not emotional and I have no problem with him.” I stared at him in horror. “Plus, He offered us free access to the northern resources,” Donald went on. “Trade routes. Weapons. Territory and Money.”

He informs. "As you wish. How do you plead?" She asks. "Guilty your honour," Donald replies. "Are you going to tell Olivia about Donald's sentence?" Nate asks as I drive into the empty road. Donald got sentenced to life in prison without the possibility of applying for parole. And we found out David was sentenced to 10 years. "I don't know. She is not answering my calls." I tell Nate and he stays silent for the rest of the drive to the restaurant since we haven't eaten anything.

Now that Angela had moved back into Rosewood Manor, the one who would suffer wouldn’t be Angela;mit would be Nina. The frustration in Nina’s chest burned like a heated stone. Every time she got angry, her lower abdomen started to ache, and it took a long while to settle again. She called Donald, wanting to ask when he was coming home. At the bar, Donald saw her name on the screen and hung up without hesitation. Glass after glass, he drank whiskey like he had a death wish. By the time Nelson arrived, Donald was visibly drunk, though his mind remained sharp. “Donald, I checked Leon Wright again. There’s really nothing unusual… He knows Tim Zoo because Tim once got his head split open and went

Donald instructed walking to the kitchen. "Mary!" Donald called out all smiling. A middle aged woman wearing an apron hugged Donald. She played with his hair. Donald was all light and free with this lady. This was a sight for Helma. She never imagined Mr proud could be this meek and sweet. Donald introduced Helma to Mary " Helma this is my nanny and Mary, she works her Mondays to Fridays. Mary, Helma is my new secretary and personal assistant". Mary gave Helma a hug from nowhere. "Such a beautiful child you are. Are you hungry?" Mary asked concerned. She pulled Helma to the kitchen and served her cookies.

Donald Shell grinned evilly. “What are you doing here and how did you get in?” I asked again. “You forget that I have my way around things, people, and places,” Donald answered. “I think you underestimate me way too much, Alexa, and that really pisses me off,” Donald added, sounding furious. “You should leave,” I told him. Donald shook his head in refusal. “I came to find out what Mark Ronaldo is doing about it,” Donald said. We both knew that he was talking about the incident at his house.

“Raphael, you really are a hopeless bastard.” Seeing me cry, his body flinched, and he moved toward me on instinct. But Daphne suddenly caught his arm and said softly, “But Donna, the Don is only stating a fact.” “Seven years of marriage. You really haven't given him an heir.” “Any other man would have dumped you long ago, but the Don put up with you for seven whole years!” “He never said a word, and you're the one asking for a divorce. Aren't you being selfish? You don't spare a thought for how hard this is on him.”

What are we going to do? Julianne hurriedly reached for the pen in Adrian's hand. But the attorney warned them not to alter the document. Adrian's expression changed. He looked at me as though waiting for me to say something. Suddenly, the entire situation felt pointless. Julianne explained, "I really didn't do it on purpose, Maddie. Please don't be angry. "We can come back tomorrow and sign a new copy." Adrian fell silent for a moment, then tightened his hold on my hand and said reassuringly:

Serena looked radiant. Franca lifted her champagne glass. "Serena is expecting. In accordance with Enzo's will and the family's agreement, Nico will take over as Don of the Varrone family. Serena's child will be recognized as the legitimate heir, and the two of them will hold a public commitment ceremony soon." Applause filled the room. Nico touched Serena's stomach and smiled. "I am finally going to be a father." Luca's fingers tightened around mine. "Mommy," he whispered, "am I not Papa's child?"

Santino's POV Santino stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, his long fingers drumming restlessly on the mahogany desk. As night fell, his agitation grew. Getting rid of Jessy was just the first step. Now, he had to get back what was truly his. His top aide entered and handed him a top-secret file. "Don, we've found the Donna. She's in Lumina, on the West Coast. She opened an art gallery." He opened the file. The first thing he saw was a telephoto shot.

He couldn't ignore Such a man. " Who am I? Tsk! I am disappointed with you. Is there anybody in this country who doesn't know of my name?" Ronald asked leisurely. " But I'll save you the hassle, afterall you are nothing but a child's play in my eyes. Call me Don Ronald Johnston." Ronald answered,the air surrounding him was oppressive making Daniel to Lower his eyes.