Donna And Harvey Novels & Stories

I drew in a deep breath. Three years. Dante and I hadn't seen each other in three years. The last time we met, I'd taken off the engagement ring with my own hands and given it back to him. He'd stood in the rain that day, soaked through, his eyes so red they looked ready to bleed. I didn't look back. I got into Dominic's car. Dominic was the Don of Mercer Family. From that day on, the entire hospital knew—Dante Blackwood despised Ivy Ashford.

I asked. "One senior partner has to be in the firm and Louis is working on a big case so, that's why he couldn't make it." Harvey said making me nod my head. I closed the door and then walked up the stairs with them following behind me. We reached my room and we all walked inside and once Maddie seen Donna she took off running to her. Donna picked her up and Maddie wrapped her arms around Donna. "Hi, pumpkin." Donna said making Maddie smile.

In the chat window lay the message I had sent him hours earlier: "Are you done?" He called me. No answer. He called again. Still no answer. He summoned his assistant, Dante Russo. "Call Carlo. Ask if my wife is still there." The assistant made the call. His face changed. "Mr. Bellandi, Carlo said Donna waited until midnight, then left. She left alone." Something inside Matteo suddenly went hollow. He thrust the child into the nanny's arms and turned toward the door. Sienna chased after him. "Matteo! Where are you going? The ceremony isn't finished!"

When I walked out of the hospital clutching the miscarriage report, dazed and hollow, my husband Enzo called. "Feeling any better? I'll send a car for you. Corinne, you know that as my Donna, you have to follow the family rules. I can't bend them just because of your old stomach issues." "And don't blame Elara. She was only doing what she was told." I answered flatly, "Okay." He laughed. "That's my good girl." What Enzo didn't know was that it wasn't just a stomachache. I'd lost the baby. Three hours earlier, when the pain had become unbearable and I tried to leave, Elara had stopped me: "Ten more minutes, Corinne. You shouldn't put Enzo in a difficult position over something so trivial." En

Yara reminded him. "What can I do if it collapse? Can I still rob the bank? Yvonne, this bitch, refuses to cooperate with me, I will be finished." Harvey’s greatest hope now was Yvonne. He could only give the hot potato to Yvonne, but Yvonne refused to accept it. For Harvey, the situation was very difficult. "I heard Lydia and Godfrey have divorced. Why don't we use this matter to create a rumor?" Yara suggested. "How to create a rumor?" Harvey looked at Yara in confusion.

Anna's POV I picked up my phone and, with a sense of dread, searched for the video that everyone was talking about. As the video loaded, my heart raced, and I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach. The footage showed Harvey and Kate at a charity event, but what I saw made my blood run cold. They were standing too close, their body language intimate and familiar. At one point, Kate even placed her hand on Harvey's arm in a way that seemed far too personal. It was a scene that no wife should have to witness.

They all started trying to mediate. "Donna, the Don's just been injured. Maybe his mind's unsettled." "Yeah, just let Camilla try for now. In seven days." Seven days? They thought I would hand over my position and wait quietly for Camilla to take my credit and rise to power? I gave a sharp, humorless laugh. "Why bother going in circles? I'm filing for a divorce right now."

My husband, Lucien Moretti, had some last-minute trouble at the docks to deal with, so I had to attend the underground auction alone. I didn't expect to run into my ex, Damon Vesper—the man I was supposed to marry five years ago. The man who chose the woman who put my mother in a coma over me. The moment I raised my paddle for my mother's emerald brooch, he raised his against mine. The room laughed, whispered, sneered. They thought I was the same desperate fool chasing a man who'd never loved me. But I wasn't there for him. I was there for the truth—the truth hidden inside that brooch. The truth that would expose the accident that destroyed my family as the murder it always was. And when his

I walked back inside and slid into the seat beside my mom, who was staring at me with literal stars in her eyes. "So," Veronica said brightly, looking directly at Donovan, "what do you think, honey?" He flashed that practiced, golden-boy smile. "Obviously my answer is yes. Harper is exactly what I've been looking for, Mom." Oh, I understood the game now. Make me look like the bad guy so he came out looking like the dutiful, perfect son? Adorable. Well, two could absolutely play. Actually, come to think of it, maybe this situation wasn't so terrible after all. He despised me. I despised him. He wouldn't interfere with my life, and I could live mine in total peace while keeping my mom content.

They have 5 month relationship but they broke up beacuse of no reason. Actually the reason is Alexandra still scared. She sacred that one day Alexander will came and take her back to him as his Donna.