Donatello Rottmnt Romane & Geschichten

The dominance in his eyes made my breathing hitch, and his amused eyebrow raised at my reaction. "Ian will also be coming with us in case anything goes wrong, which it won't because I'm the best" He smiled proudly with a playful glint in his eye, and I chuckled, but his big smile soon faded, turning into a slight smirk. "You look so pretty" He admitted. "Going soft on me again Mr. Russo?" I teased, running my hands all over his chest, tracing the tattoos that were visible through his shirt. A few buttons were undone, and a tattoo peaked out that said 'sedurre e distruggere' Written in cursive.

Finally, when the event started winding down, Don Vincenzo looked at me. “Arnold, take Dorla home. It’s getting late, I still have work to do here.” I nodded and stepped forward. But Alessandro stood up quickly, flashing that perfect smile again. “Actually, I can take her home, sir. It would be my pleasure.” Don Vincenzo and Alessandro’s father exchanged pleased looks. “What a thoughtful young man,” Vincenzo said approvingly. “Go ahead then.” Dorla stood up gracefully, still smiling that fake, polite smile. She turned to Alessandro.

“I know I’m acting weird. Don’t mention this to anyone, but it’s because Don Alessandro’s getting suspicious of you.” “Of me?” Rocco asked, serious, but with a note of surprise. At least he was keeping it convincing. “Yeah, Visconti… you know that little shit?” Domenico continued, clear disgust in his voice. “He’s been pushing Alessandro that you had something to do with Diana’s disappearance. That you and her…” He paused, like he didn’t believe what he was about to say. “…that you ran off together and had been screwing around for a while.”

He began to laugh as he checked her out. I slipped my hand under the table, a small knife placed on his penis, I smirked evilly at him. "Firstly, don't you ever fucking at her that way again." I added more pressure to the knife causing his eyes to fly open, fear evident in them. "Secondly, she belongs to Don Raniero" His eyes widened as he looked at me again, scrutinizing me "You.. you're Don Ran-" Rolling my eyes, I pushed the knife into his cock again, cutting him off. "Thirdly, you better start talking if you still want that thing in-between your leg"

“What brings you here aside from the rotting head that you have inside the box.” “It is the head of Bartolomeo Auditore.” I said, and he frowned. “His Alpha Stefano had him killed a few weeks back for treason, one that he did not commit. However, in his eyes, considering the fact that he was seen speaking to my father, he was a traitor.”

“ What brings you here, Don? “ Lorenzo asked while walking towards us. He outstretched his hand for Romano to take but it seemed like Romano did not take his words kindly because he didn’t shake his hand. “ This is my house, boy. I can come here whenever I want. “ Looking between the two men, I sensed some tension between them. I was going to have to ask Romano what his problem with Lorenzo was. “ I’m sure he didn’t mean it that way. Ignore him. “ I said while leading Romano inside. I could feel Lorenzo glaring at me. I looked back at him with a glare of my own to show him that he had overstepped. That was no way to talk to a don that was much older than him. The two men sat in the living ro

Cassandra’s point of view: When his dark grey fur had clashed with my vision, it was a stunning sight to behold for how quiet and fast he was – how smooth, too. The rogue got infuriated seeing Alpha Dalton. He dug his claws into the ground before leaping at Alpha Dalton, his claws held above, ready to be plunged into Alpha Dalton’s flesh. Dashing across the hallway, Alpha Dalton buried his fangs into the side of the rogue’s neck and ripped his neck apart.

He said and they all sighed. “The next person is Donatallo Dallarosa.” He said and Adam nodded “Donatello harbors a strong grudge against Rielle.” He said “What happened with him?” Xander asked “I know the story well and will tell you.” Adam-said “Donatello and Kale both planned to steal Ms.Romano’s wealth and she found out, She hired me to get some dirt about Donatello of which i did and she used it against him but not before making him sign all his properties over to her. She got him arrested and convicted for the crime he committed and threw his entire family out on the streets. Donatello currently is an inmate in jail.” He said and Xander shook his head “Oh boy, She did him crazy.” He co

I smiled. *** Donatello was a genius and a serial killer, a deadly combination. Standing at nearly seven feet tall, and weighing over three hundred pounds, he was someone who always stood out in any crowd. For such a big man, he had the face of a seventeen-year-old teenager. No one would ever suspect the large friendly man with a child's face who worked as a security man at the University of Los Angeles was the most notorious killer in the state.

I couldn’t help but remember Donatello telling me that he believed that he saw him somewhere, and hearing what Sienna was telling me, I couldn’t help but believe that he was indeed using magic. Donatello was not the type to forget who a person was. If anything, he was almost always very accurate when it came to his memory of faces. It was one of the reasons why he was dangerous when angered. He was not a man to be messed with nor was he the type to allow random mistakes to just slide. If anything, he would be sure to make those who hurt him or his loved ones pay if he simply caught their scent.