Novel & Cerita Doni Bobes

"A year to pay back five million?" "Holy baby Jesus fucking Christ." Tricia cursed, Now it is her turn to panic. Yeah, that's right, it couldn't be pay off even if we work day and night for years. "Who is this guy anyway." she ask curiously. "He came with Dario to the café the other day" "Can you describe him?" . "He has this stormy facial expression, tan, tall and seem to have too much authority." I described. "Vincenzo Isaac Alfonso" Tricia's statement render me speechless.

salomi said "bunny might be calm but she is the best in counter back" don nodded his head and said "I understood now" salomi said "come bro let's hide that devil will come out" don and salomi hided but don remembered something and asked "what did you call me" salomi bited her tongue and said "I'm sorry sir" don smiled and said "nahh I like it" salomi asked "really" don nodded his head salomi giggled don said "you can call me that only I don't mind" she replied "okay bro" don said "you're so far better than that little idiot who calls me demon boss"

I have none! "That's the spirit, Beauty. Maintain your sister's position, okay? I know you can handle the dragon tomorrow. Let me remind you again that your work is exclusively from your boss. Bear that in mind. I noticed that you were doing Donna's work a week ago. That's her job and not yours. She's not your boss. So, learn to say no." I swallowed, feeling confident now. Bobita was right. Donna was a user. That bitch! "Get it?" Bobita cracked a smile, and I nodded. He then trailed off.

He vows to me and I don’t know what to say to that, so he just hugs me. “Told ya, time and again little Cassie, you’re not alone. Who are ya?” he asks, and I chuckle as I look at him once more. “Donna Cassandria Bristol-Romano, the first female Don. The daughter of Gabriella Romano and Terry Bristol, the sister of ex-army commander Andros Bristol-Romano. The niece of the great Don Francesco Romano and Sophie Romano. The cousin to one of the baddest men on the planet, Daragh O’Rourke, one of the four Irish Kings. That is who I am,” I say to him and he smiles at me with pride in his eyes.

“Mmm… baby girl, I knew you had a wild side. But damn, if I had that kind of ass in front of me, I’d never make it back to work.” Bella’s face went scarlet. “Bob” He wagged a finger. “Relax, sugar. I don’t swing your way. But if I did? Oh, I’d be the one bent over, begging for him to ruin me.” He winked at Dom, who only smirked. Dominic tilted his head lazily, still seated like a king, his phone recording Bella’s trembling body. “Good thing you’re not competition, huh?” Bob let out a dramatic sigh. “Tragic, really. Now, princess, I’d love to stay and watch, but I’ve got payroll to run. Round it up, clean yourself, and get out there before the girls start gossiping.”

I inquired out of interest. She offered me a crooked smile as she gazed at me. “Although Doni is a lunatic like Mr. Kumar's son, the good news is that I am aware of his frailties. He is gay and enjoys threesome BDSM sex. Despite his outward appearance of toughness, he is always the one who submits. But since he doesn't know you know me, you and Jack will have to pretend to be gay and I kindly ask you to play your parts to the best of your ability.

' I thought and my blood turned cold as I realized that if it was truly important, he would have sent Lucien like I had suggested then but he went himself and never told me what the important business was. "His marriage is really trending all over social media now." My mum said and I hurriedly ended the call, without telling her goodbye, needing to be sure of what I have just heard. "Please don't be true, don't be true." I whispered, my voice cracking as I went on the net and just like mum said, it was making headlines. "DON LUCIANO, FEARED MAFIA DON AND BUSINESS MOGUL REMARRIES AFTER YEARS." Attached to the news of a picture of a girl in her twenties or thirties in a wedding dress and he, i