Novel & Cerita Donald X Daisy

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time.

Then my eyes dropped to the bottom of the page. "Yours ,Easterbunny." The room tilts. My breath stills as memory slams into me—hands too rough, laughter at the wrong moment, a man who ran when things went bad. The one who slipped through when the others were caught. He lived. And he’s found me. Easter Bunny never spoke without intent. Never reached out unless he wanted something. And he wouldn’t use her unless he believed she was worth the risk. Which means the dons don’t know yet.

One day , Daisy thought of going picnic with Pheony and Theodore , because these few Pheony was somewhat gloom , so , she thought picnic will make her happy like always . They went to the grassland filled with some flowers , it had a pleasant atmosphere . They took a maid and one escort with them . Daisy thought , if they played as usual , Pheony will be happy as always . As usual , we ran through the grasslands , and plucked the flowers . Daisy made a flower crown for Pheony . The white flowers will go with her pink hair . As I placed the flower crown on her head , she was coughing blood while smiling at her.

Mark was preparing breakfast. I perceived a soft cologne, a mixture of vanilla and flower, the exact type that turned heads. Then footsteps on the stairs. I looked up. Daisy. I already knew it was her from the scent. Why did I even bother looking? “Hey” she said stiffly “Hi” She sat at the table. Far end. Far from me. I couldn’t help but steal glances at her. She was wearing an oversized T-shirt. My t-shirt and leggings. No makeup yet she looked so ravishing.

Rosina and Maddox, both looked at Winter who continued, "No, I mean...just think about it, Rosina. When we went through her phone she only talked to the baby daddy named 'D'. And the way he hugged her at this moment...as if, both of them are in pure grief." "Remember we saw him and Mrs Willow when we arrived after the birth..." she added. "Well, I must say... you guys are clever. But can you hide it from her?" "What do you say, Mr Dasher?" "And how do you know?" asked both of the girls together. "I keep track of my workers, I would say..." he answered simply. "Alright, we won't tell her..." both of the girls said at once. "Tell what?" there came the familiar voice and the breath hitched of R

He was reminding me of my place: here on the estate, we were nothing more than employer and employee. And the woman beside him was his one and only Donna, recognized by all Five Families. I understood the warning in his eyes and swallowed the words I couldn't say. "Don Gallo." Enzo's Adam's apple bobbed. He gave a low "Mm" and kept walking, shielding Camilla and their child, as if the person he'd just passed was a complete stranger. I gave a self-deprecating smile and swallowed the news of my immediate resignation. It's not like he would care anyway.

She dreaded to think what would have become of her and Daisy Cox if Stanley Batton had come a moment later. Daisy, especially, would have been killed by the gunfire, wouldn’t she? “Daisy is a really nice person. She’s naive, adorable, and kind,” Xyla complimented. “Yeah, I’ll have to treat her to a nice meal later to thank her,” Stanley said. “Yeah.” Xyla had made up her mind to befriend Daisy because she stood up for her in a time of crisis. *** The next morning, before Xyla even woke up, Daisy had called and asked her to go shopping with her.

I mumbled under my breath. He chuckled. “You don’t have to be. I can share my knowledge with you. I just need the right type of motivation,” he purred as he held me by my waist, he locked his hands behind my back and drew me closer. I knew what he had in his mind and unconsciously I bit my lip. “Oh, goddess. Please have mercy on me and send some handsome, 6 '5 foot, firefighter for me too,” Daisy whined as she entered Xander’s office, without knocking.

playfully. Daisy erupted into even louder laughter. “Well, I’ll call you Mr. Princess,” Daisy declared, “because you’re beautiful. Like a princess.” “Daisy, boys can’t be beautiful,” Liam corrected. “Yes, they are. He looks like Princess Natalie from Sunny Whiskers,” Daisy argued back. Their playful bickering continued, providing a hilarious and entertaining spectacle that left Xavier in fits of laughter. “What do you do on weekends?” Daisy inquired, genuinely curious. Xavier shrugged.

Daisy felt like she was a queen at that moment. After a little while, it was time for the speeches. Daisy took the microphone. She was a little nervous as she looked out at the crowd, at all the people who were there to celebrate her and Vincenzo. She took a deep breath. “Thank you, everyone, for being here tonight,” she began. “Thank you for celebrating with us. I know… I know I am not like the other Donnas you have known. But I will be by Vincenzo’s side. I will be the best partner he’s ever had. And I promise to lead beside him. I’ll try my best to be the perfect Donna for the Marino empire.” The crowd cheered for her as she ended her speech. _________