Novel & Cerita Donna S Revenge

I scoffed, "Watch me." "Stop being such a fucking pain in the ass!" He snapped, "Disobey me one more time and I fucking swear, I'll kill you." 'I'd like to see you try. Trevor Kent is mine to torture and mine to kill." I deadpanned. Bianca, the bitch, intervened, "Don't talk to the Don like that. You are just an average assassin, you don't kill people." She scoffed, "And Just because Alessio apologized to you and slept with you doesn't mean that you became special to him. You're just another whore of his. You can just fuck off." She rolled her eyes while I clenched my fist at her words.

“Even if I could kill everyone responsible for the death of my family. Where would that leave me? I would be a murderer just like them. So easily someone will want revenge on me too. And it will be an endless cycle of revenge and death. What I made of the agreement, even if it was not my words, I know that it is the right thing to do.” Donovan stared at me intently for a few seconds. His eyes, as red as blood, made me nervous. He was a handsome boy, with a bad boy face, straight out of some story, but appearances could be deceiving. He was not who I had thought. “You are cunning, Sienna. I’m sure you will do great things, even if they are not all destined for you.” He smiled without adding a

“You’re not getting anything from this marriage. No settlement and your suitcase is already waiting outside. Diane’s eyes were red, Reign stood stiff, his fist clenched but they didn’t move. They didn’t speak. The grief in their eyes only made it worse. They wanted to stop it. But they didn’t. No one did. Hector dragged her out of the house and held the door open. He turned to everyone. “If you ever try to bring her back,. You’re dead to me.” The door slammed shut behind her and just like that, she was gone.

he said quietly, kneeling in front of me, “what do you want to do now?” I closed my eyes, memories rushing inAnna’s grin, Mary’s lies, Henry’s cold eyes as he said he wanted to believe me but couldn’t. My heart twisted like a knife. “I want revenge,” I whispered. Donald’s face darkened, but his voice stayed cool. “Then you’ll have it. I’ll help you. Whatever you need.” My eyes flew open. “Why would you risk everything for me?” “Because,” he said, his hand brushing a piece of hair from my face, “I never stopped wanting you.”

one of them sneered. I struggled and screamed, "Let go of me. I'm Liliana Medici. I'm Fabrizio's mother!" Giovanna burst into laughter, as if she had just heard the biggest joke in the world. "Give me a break! Liliana died ten years ago in a fire. With that plastic face of yours, how dare you pretend to be the Donna!" She abruptly released my chin and pulled a dagger from her waist. She crouched down sharply and ripped open the left shoulder of my shirt, exposing the smooth skin after grafting.

Dead. Gianna let out a choked gasp, stumbling back. Her hands flew to her mouth, her body trembling violently. Victor didn’t even flinch. “Hmph. So, you’ll clean up her messes for her.” I lowered the gun, my expression calm. “She doesn’t need to kill to be my Donna. She just needs to know where she stands.” Gianna’s breathing was shallow, her hands gripping the edge of the table for support. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with something between horror and relief.

Never once admitting that she had sharpened the blade first. It was easier that way—blaming the girl she'd always tried to erase. Easier than facing the reality that her fall from grace was earned. So now, in the back of Vladimir’s club, with a mop in her blistered hand and bile rising in her throat as she scrubbed vomit from tiled floors, Sophia dreamed not of redemption… but of revenge. She knew she had no power. No beauty. No voice left in the world. But hatred? Hatred was free.

Silvia wished she could have a lock on her room door to prevent people from entering whenever they wanted. What prompted this thought? She was trying to dry off after Rebecca had splashed water on her. She was thankful it wasn’t smelly water. Knowing the new Rebecca, she could have gone to invest in nasty things just to get revenge against the woman she thought was sleeping with her precious boyfriend. It seemed like she was still more afraid of offending Ralph than venting out her jealousy. As Silvia stood drying herself in front of her window, arms and legs spread wide like a star, Donna suddenly burst into her room. In that moment, Silvia felt certain she had never looked more foolish in

Geri had been reborn. She was back to the very beginning, when she had first started to take revenge on Alistair. She was back to a time when Alistair, Corey, and George were all still alive. Everything could still be changed! Geri didn't hesitate for even a second and headed straight for the equipment room. When she arrived, a few boys were in the middle of throwing volleyballs at Alistair. Ball after ball slammed into his legs and stomach. He could only curl up in the corner and hug his head to protect himself.

After the circus at my wedding, my name had been mud out there. Now that something like this had happened, they had all the more reason to come after me. Someone gave a cold laugh. "She really is that man's daughter. She can blow a nothing incident up until the whole world knows, clearly just to put the Graves family on the spot." Then he turned to me, his voice dripping with mockery. "Take your revenge if you must, Donna, but could you not pick somewhere with no witnesses?" "Going after a child in front of everyone is beyond reckless."