Donatello Rottmnt Romane & Geschichten

“You can’t just decide that for me. I-I have a life…” Roman’s eyes narrowed, and for the first time, I felt the true weight of who he was. This wasn’t just my brother’s best friend. This was someone powerful, feared… I didn't know who exactly but even though I've been trying to fool myself, it was obvious now. He was a dangerous man. “You have no life outside of this now,” he said quietly. “The men who killed Viktor…they will come for you. You carry his blood. His name. If you walk away, you die.”

"Keep it down. She's no Principessa anymore. She's just a desperate madwoman selling her life for a paycheck." I tuned them out and walked straight toward Lorenzo. Standing before him, I held out my hand. "Don Santoro, I'm here for my fee." He swirled his wine, watching me with a smile that never reached his eyes. "What's the rush?" he said. "Isabella, you used to be a master at taming beasts, didn't you? If I recall correctly, I was the first monster you ever broke." He clapped his hands. Two Soldatos walked in, straining against the leashes of a massive Rottweiler.

And right now, I hope I won’t be killed alongside my father, when the reason for running my tongue was to save his life from the beast; Alpha Leonardo. Alpha Leonardo moved a little further in me, his hand grabbed my jaws as he pressed into them with his sharp claws. His face contorted into a scowl. “I can see you have quite a keen tongue. It will be my honor to slash it in little pieces,” he flung my face to the side, and my neck snapped. “Bring the fool over here, and cut off his hand for stealing my money,” Alpha Leonardo ordered. And his men in black suits suddenly descended on my father.

“I didn’t have to do anything. You’ve managed to create enough enemies over the years. The fire will do most of the work, but there are a few valuable bodies that might be getting a bounty if given to who matters…” I attacked. We collided hard. He was fast, but reckless. I slammed him into the ground, dust and stone cracking beneath us. Around us, chaos exploded. Dominic shifted and tore through the first wave. The five pack men held formation as best they could, but the rogues kept coming. Steel rang. Wolves snarled. Blood hit the dirt. Vladimir’s growl of pain was what had me lose momentary control over my own fight. I glanced back just in time to see him drop to one knee, a blade dragging

I cursed and stepped into the window of the building. Yah! You're not spider man, fuvker! It's the third floor you'll jump to! Noella snorted on the line. "Fuck it! It's up to Batman," I said and jumped completely. ROSE! I heard Noella shouted. “Fuck!” Dela Merced yelled in shock, then his eyes got bigger when he saw me. "Come on!" I cursed again while feeling my leg sprained by the force of the fall. Fvck it, Rose! You, bitch!

Vicious, the head of my soldiers informed me through the blue tooth in my ear. I stared at Angela, who was eagerly waiting for me to commend her for her success. “Waste them, all.” I instructed, staring straight at her while doing so. Her confused stare morphed into horror when the TV in the room was turned on. She watched her dogs been taken down one after the other. “You bastard!” She growled, finally drown her innocent facade. “You knew all along.” “Angela… " I tsk. “I wouldn't here alive and breathing if I was stupid and easy access. I am Marco Alfonso, VENOM and The Don.” I reminded her, it's obvious she had forgotten who she was dealing with.

Two names came to mind instantly. The first was Vincenzo Carbone. A rat with a face that always looked like it needed a punch. They had grown up in the same circles, attended the same expensive schools where boys were trained to become dangerous men. Vincenzo had always wanted what Dante had. Power. Control. Respect. But no matter how hard he tried, he could never get close to it. So he settled for petty games and cheap shots. The type of man who would send photos instead of bullets because he liked the slow burn.

Donatello chuckled, dressed immaculately in his Italian suit. “You should have invited us, Son,” Logan said to Zane and Ria, whose eyes widened in horror. “Son?” Zane grinned behind her. She tried to wiggle out from beneath him, but he had sensed she was about to cum so instead he pinned her to the ground and slammed his hips down on her repeatedly, fucking her.

"Don't," Sienna said sharply. "Don't pretend to have a sudden sisterly affection. I can see through manipulation. I've been captive to a master of it for weeks." Behind Sienna, still positioned by the doors, Luca remained silent. Watching, assessing, giving Sienna the confrontation she needed. Serena's gaze shifted to him, assessment clear even in the dim lighting. "Mr. Romano. The Don who's been chasing me for twenty years." "I was chasing a fantasy," Luca said, his voice cold. "You're just the disappointing reality."

I wrap my arms around the back of him tightly, causing this tattooed pierced giant in front of me to tighten his hold on me, his face going to rest ontop of my head. "Who the hell is this softy." Tio teases, his arms going around Enzo and Santino. I feel the giant black-haired stranger remove his arms from around me and glare at all of them, before turning towards me with a soft look and a smile. "I'm Donatello." He said softly making me smile a him. I mean... I know I'm not supposed to have favourites right... But I mean... Come on. It's a no brainer really.