Donna Rider Novels & Stories

I know that there are Costa Nostra connections there. As I was on the phone to the real estate agent, a doctor approached me. I ended the call and stood up to face him. "Don Niko, I am your wife's doctor. I have very good news for you" "Speak" I ordered "yes, um, well Mrs De Luca will be okay. She lost conciousness due to a severe infection of her blood. We have caught it in time, and she will make a full recovery within the next few weeks. She needs rest, her body is damanged, Her broken shoulder and her wounds, are putting too much stress on her body."

When she hung the pendant around my neck, there was a sadness in her eyes that I couldn’t understand at the time. Even now, I still couldn't forget the way she looked when she said those words. Just as I was lost in thought, Donna Moretti suddenly brought up Mamma. “Do you miss your mother, Miss Bianca? I heard the late Donna Vitale was an extraordinary woman. I also heard that you want to take over the family business someday. Was that inspired by Donna Vitale?” The atmosphere in the living room instantly froze.

Julianne took my hand, her eyes reddening. "I'm sorry, Maddie. We were so busy today that we forgot about your allergy. "I wore heels all day, and my ankles are swollen. It's a good thing I handled the wedding rehearsal for you, or you would've been the one who got hurt. "But none of that matters. What worries me most is the kidnappers. You have no idea how terrified I was when you were taken. "As long as you're safe now, Adrian and I can finally breathe easier." Adrian cleared his throat and took my other hand.

’ Dana thought as she looked back at the door, hoping that her sister would walk in with Ethan and marry him. Even though Mr. Simone said nothing and ignored his wife, he was silently praying hard that Nina didn’t show up and that her reason was that she still loved Charles. After all, it has only been days since she claimed to want to marry Ethan. "I spent my time and money on throwing something this lavish, and your ungrateful and idler son, and that unhitch and wild woman disrespects me by not having the decency to show up.” Madam Rider snapped with a glare directed at Mr. Rider.“How dare he not even show up by now!? If he doesn't, you will have to disown him to save our family's face. A

I felt horrible too as I imagined that Dave must have felt really betrayed. I gazed at the TV screen, I sighed heavily. Nothing interested me. Suddenly, I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder. I was startled for a brief moment until I got to stare at the culprit. It was Dante's mother, Luciana. She was present for our wedding and two days ago, Luciana had moved into the house. I wondered why but I also did not mind. She was kind to me during the few times she spoke. "What are you doing? Watching mute TV?" She asked, her brows raised at me. She was a stunning woman too, Dante looked just like her in every way, their skin colour, hair colour and eye colour was exactly the same. She was young too.

I'll take Asher back from Elle, whatever it takes! The party continued until the next morning. Asher rushed home, bursting through the door and calling my name loudly. "Elle, come quick! Look what I brought you!" There was no response from me. Only the housekeeper rushed out in a panic, "Donna was picked up by ten stretch Lincolns yesterday at noon."

"I came back because I trusted you. Because I knew you would protect me." "That is not an answer." The guests were watching now, hungry and horrified. Damian had spent his life making powerful people nervous. He had never been the man standing at an altar while the city wondered whether his bride was carrying another man's heir. Matteo leaned in and spoke low. "Boss, we need to move this somewhere private." "No,She wanted an audience. Let her have one." Serena's mask cracked. For one second, the soft, wounded girl everyone adored disappeared, and something sharper looked out through her eyes. "Don't humiliate me in front of them."

Feeling her bum burning she began to squirm and rub the hurt in a futile attempt to ease the pain. "I want to hear you." "Yes, sir." She managed to croak out. Then she remembered his threat. "P-please don't tie me up, please." She pleaded. "I'm dying." Donovan took pity on her. Having punished her mercilessly, he was starting to feel like comforting her. But he hardened his heart. Ronald had taught him to be ruthless and handle his home with a rod of iron. He remembered the cited stories of the great men who had fallen at the hands of women; Sampson, John the Baptist, and others Ronald had often mentioned.

“I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting your life in danger. I never meant for any of this to touch you.” My stomach twisted. “Oh my god, you do know her.” He nodded once, it was slow and miserable. “Who is she?” “Her name is Donna Sofia.” He spoke the name like it tasted bitter. “She’s married to one of the old bosses, Don Moretti. Back when Don Antonio adopted me, Don Moretti and Antonio were partners, they were thick as thieves.” He paused, rubbed his thumb across his knuckles like the motion could erase what came next.

On my wedding day, my fiancé, Ryder Conti, cast me aside at the church for his mistress and the bastard in her belly. Three years later, I returned to the States with my husband. At a private airstrip, I ran into Ryder, who had the gall to offer me a job as a cook for his mistress's son. He had no idea that the woman he dismissed as a nobody was the most respected Donna in the entire underworld. A strong wind whipped across the private airstrip.