Doni Bobes Novels & Stories

I nod back and step past him, still holding Fabiola’s hand. Donnie’s room is more like its own apartment inside the house. My heart is pounding in my ears as my eyes sweep the enormous living room and come to rest on Donnie, seated on the main couch in a scarlet robe, a cocktail glass in one hand, his gold pocket watch in the other. He checks it casually, then looks up at me. “One minute to spare. Well done, Dominic.” I feel Fabiola’s grip tighten around my hand. Not only that, but she’s quivering.

After classes were over , i told Dona about everything, about Damon Sorrentino , the interview , the investment . " Damon Sorrentino!? Seriously!? "she said in a loud tone . "Yes ... why?"i asked her . " He's like the hottest man ever , he's handsome , sexy , rich and perfect "she said . " Of course you would say that " i said ; "Anyway i should get going I don't wanna be late "

“ I asked you here because there’s an important mission I wanna assign you . “ said mr Donovan . “ What mission ? “ asked Antonio . Mr Donovan tilted his head and the man in black beside him showed him a photo of a middle-aged man in a grey suit on the iPad . “ We discovered that this guy is a spy but unfortunately we still don’t know who he works for . You will go and teach him a lesson to know what it means being a spot in the Landar family . “ said mr Donovan . “ In short , you want me to beat him up ? “ asked Antonio . “ Yes ! There’s a reason why Damian kept you as his personal assistant and bodyguard and I am sure the answer isn’t simply your pretty face . “ said mr Donovan . Antonio r

Miranti, Doni's mother even burst into tears when she saw Doni's condition. "What happens, Doni? How come my son can't be like this?" cried Mrs. Miranti hysterically. "Relax, Miranti," said Mr. Septa, Doni's father. A dashing man who works as a government official in Bogor. His stature is big and masculine in his old age. Similar to Doni. Meanwhile, Mrs. Miranti is petite with a sweet face. Every day she likes to wear a batik robe and a white veil wrapped around her head.

She asked, shifting her gaze back up to meet his. He grinned as their lips met once again; he sighed in relief as she deepened the kiss and pulled him closer to her chest. “You…” he whispered. “All of you.” (Bob) Bob stormed through the village; he ignored almost everyone who tried greeting him or speaking to him. One look at his angry expression and they knew not to mess with him. There was one thing everyone could figure out right away. Bob was pissed. He worked so hard at keeping Deonna and Mateo safe for his father’s request. He grew to almost admire Deonna in a way and didn’t want to particularly see her die. He did a lot of things to keep her safe. Including killing Petra and almost ki

“Don’t choke on the boba at the bottom. I’m going to sleep now.” It wasn’t midnight yet, but Dawn was exhausted. He had the right to be. After a near-death experience and going on the run while babysitting a mythical creature, the mafia boss wanted a good sleep. He had been driving all day and roughing it out on the road. Hopefully, he would be able to have a relaxing hot shower when he reconnected with his aide and get access to his hideout. “Good night, Don.” “Night, Aqua. Wake me up if something happens.”

Three Years Ago The villa smelled like cigars and old money. My uncle sat at the head of the long marble table, swirling a glass of Barolo like it held answers. I sat across from him, jacket off, sleeves rolled, trying not to look like I was bracing for impact. He didn’t speak for a while. Just watched me. “You’re twenty-eight,” he said finally. “I’m aware.” “You’re the Don.” “Also aware.” He leaned forward. “And you have no heir.”

"Yes, Don. Thank you for the funds. I will stay neutral. My men are already searching for the Bolzico family. They are heavily secured in their home after Vincent's attack, but we will find them. " "You have a week," I emphasized, then stood to depart. There was nothing further to discuss. "Don, could I ask for something regarding my daughter? " Here we go. The old leech was trying to get me to take her as my wife. That would elevate his status, and he was clearly desperate for more power. I gestured for him to go ahead. "She's starting school next week. She has built a life in New York and is asking to return. Could you permit her to come back to the mansion while school is in session? " I

"Now tell me, who is more powerful now? Let us see if you begin your knees for my forgiveness. Also… don't interfere in my decisions, Barbie. In a blink of an eye, I can eradicate you in this world." Diana and Gabriel are terrified when they see the Don threatening her. Attorney Barbie has the highest position after Don Angelito, and at this moment… her ego is crushed. "Also, don't ever ask my love for Denver. Give me two more days to prepare. I don't want to see your face in here," he said before going upstairs. When Angelito's presence was gone entirely. Attorney Barbie's knees wobble in her stacking fear in his words. Diana runs to rescue her as Gabriel gets a glass of water.

Damon's POV "Damon!" Bianca came running out. "You're… you're finally here. I knew you wouldn't let that bitch…" She was in a white silk robe, her hair a mess. She'd clearly just gotten out of bed. I didn't say a word. I just pulled my gun and aimed it at her head. "Kneel." "What?" Bianca froze. "Damon, are you insane?" "I said, KNEEL!" The gunshot was deafening.