Donnie Wahlberg Band Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, the woman looked elegant with her purple cheongsam. "Aren't they Donnie and Jameela?" asked Kacey. I nodded in agreement. Donnie was the frontman of Erpid 19th, the band which was absent at the Soundrenaline tomorrow. Lately, Donnie has attracted public attention because of his vlog. He said 'idiot' to Indonesia's Muslim Defender masses. As a result, he was arrested by the police over the turbaned group's report. Then, he was paroled.

Alberto began to explain, but I was barely able to make sense of his words. Barely. "Oh! that's... that's great." I replied half-heartedly, letting out an awkward chuckle as I felt Dante's fingers slide further down my inner thigh. The men cast me a concerned look. All except for Vargo, who was quietly looking between me and Dante. It was almost like he was trying to figure out what was going on. "Don't you think we should solicit for help from maybe... some other gangs and cartels?" Alberto continued with his questions.

People change—especially when their hearts get crushed. "If you apologize to Sofia and admit you were wrong, the wedding goes on as planned." He said it slowly, like he knew he was pushing it. I froze, then smiled sweetly. "Alright. I'll apologize. I won't upset either of you again." Adriano nodded, satisfied—but something flickered behind his eyes. He could tell something was off. He just didn't know what. Right then, one of his capos—Paolo—pushed in. "Don, your madre's here."

He did not look up when Carlos entered so he sat down at the edge of Marco's table and said. "The girl woke up" Marco looked up from the table. So that got his attention, Carlos thought. "Apparently the girl's name is Ally Dawson and she ran away from her uncle, she was telling the truth I could tell" he said and Marco nodded, turning back to his papers "It seems he was abusive, she had bruises, I put a sleeping drug in the water I gave her so she could sleep, so when she wakes up you can talk to her." Carlos said while Marco said nothing, After a while Carlos said.

When it ended, the room erupted. "You set the fire?" one family head demanded. "That violated the peace accord!" "This changes everything!" Nico's face was pure rage. "That recording is fake. Alessandro would say anything to save himself." "The recording is real," Sofia said quietly. "I've heard you talk about that fire before, Nico. Bragging about it at poker games. I just never had proof." The vote was swift. Every family backed the alliance. Nico's support evaporated in minutes. "This isn't over," Nico hissed as he stood to leave. "Recording or not, you're still my brother. And I don't forget betrayal."