Donatello X April Novels & Stories

she asked with a teasing lilt. He smirked. “People grow. Evolve.” The woman gave him a slow, amused once-over, gaze lingering on his shirtless torso. “Apparently into domestic gods.” Olivier cleared his throat awkwardly. “Uh…Mr. Cartier, this is Elena Marchesi. CEO of Bellavita Skincare. She was interested in a partnership for the men’s line you were conceptualizing.” “Nice to meet you,” Adonis said smoothly, holding out a syrup-stained hand before realizing it. He wiped it on a towel. “Sorry, bit of a mess. Didn’t expect company this early.”

Donatello yelled. That was the first time I ever saw Donatello angry. He usually went along with everything Nathaniel and I did, so I was downright terrified when I heard him yell. I know Nathaniel was too, but he didn’t budge. Donatello approached him and Nathaniel pointed his sword at him. Donatello hit his sword away and Nathaniel swung at him.

I cleared my throat, and wrapping my arm around Aurora, I smiled at the woman. “I am Dante D’Angelo” I said introducing myself. “Natalie Brooke” she said, nodding at me. I looked down at Aurora and kissed her temple, smirking when I caught sight of the woman who had her eyes on us. “I’ll be leaving you alone with the ladies, yeah?” I whispered to her, noticing that a few women were approaching. “Alright, just try staying away from trouble, okay?” She asked, looking me in the eye. I nodded and motioned for Leonardo to come and follow me, and understanding where I was going, Leonardo gulped down his scotch before walking toward the lounge where our fathers were sitting.

Now if I could just figure out what was going on with the finances of this place I would be doing a lot better. I hear the office door close and the lock being turned. I can feel the smile spread across my face as the smell of chocolate chip cookies fills the air. I hear the blinds being closed. The overhead light is turned off leaving just the small desk lamp as a source of light. I lean back in my chair and swivelled to face my very sexy and by the smells of it very horny mate. The fact that we haven’t had time to have some fun between the sheets time in almost four weeks has not been helping either concentrate on all this mess. I watch as April stocks across the room slowly removing the l

It’s good that I won’t have to think about food for months. I stood in the queue and waited for my turn. But as soon as I approached, my eyes met the colder eyes of Alpha King Brutus. He was not alone, but Evelyn was there with him. “Look, who came to the charity house? A begger Luna Cassandra? or shall I call you Killer Luna Cassandra. You deserves this.” Evelyn laughed as Brutus smirked at his words. “Don’t worry baby. She deserves even more. But I am happy that I finally got you. A right person beside me..” Brutus grabbed her shoulder and pulled her closer. The sight of them together felt like a sharp stab in my heart.

“That’s not all. I would turn myself in and confess to everything you asked me to do. That way, your name would be sullied and that of your precious son.” “You dare not,” Beatrice said in anger. “I will rip you into shreds and make you regret coming into this world. Do not test me.” April laughed in her face. “You don’t know me. If you did, You’d know I was and will always be the better villain.” She pulled out a complimentary card and dropped it on the flower bed. “You have twenty-four hours. Tick-tock.”

Donatella also did not give up, she spoke up. “I'm his girlfriend, why should I seduce him?” Winifred said proudly. "Girlfriend?" Donatella looked surprised then she laughed. “Before, you were the girlfriend of the first young master who was also the former general director of Drkov Corporation. How? Now that he's in a wheelchair and married, you immediately turn to seducing his younger brother. Before, you were Atlas's girlfriend. Then you became his younger brother's girlfriend. You also really know how to seduce men."

I tugged at his hair with desire. "Alessandro!" I heard a voice boom, and the owner of the voice burst in, watching the scene in front of him unfold. "Whoops, I didn't know you were busy," Ian giggled, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly. I hopped off the desk, blushing while Alessandro sat back in his seat with an annoyed, clearly wanting to go further with me. "What do you want?" He gritted his teeth. "I was wondering if I could bring a date with me to the ball tonight; if it's no trouble, that is," Ian beamed, playing with the rings on his fingers.

I didn't care enough to return his greetings. “What is going on?” I asked again as I stared at the bags on the table. “These are from me,” Dante started. “I want you to wear them so you'd look better. You have been wearing the same clothes since we got you, so I wanted you to change to something better and warm.” I glanced at the bags; everything looked expensive, and I was sure the clothes inside were also costly, starkly contrasting with the rags I wore. But I felt no gratitude, only a deep sense of hatred. I turned away, refusing to acknowledge the gesture and his presence.

Boma's heart skipped a beat as she caught sight of the freshly inked tattoo adorning his muscular chest. Her name, 'Boma D,' intricately intertwined, with the 'D' unmistakably signifying Donovan, caught her off guard, leaving her speechless for a moment. Her gaze fixated on the new tattoo, her mind swirling with a mix of shock and emotion. A surge of surprise and warmth washed over her, accompanied by a flutter of uncertainty and curiosity. The declaration of his affection for her, etched onto his skin, was both unexpected and deeply touching. Donovan stepped closer to her and took her hand firmly in his. Usually so composed and enigmatic, he now stood before her with this intimate and perma