Doona Anime Novels & Stories

“You’re now part of the mafia, Nora. You’re my brother’s wife. That makes you part of the Crown family. My brother doesn’t joke with family he protects us with his life. And now you’re his wife, so you’re one of us. One of the mafia. And not just any family. The family. The Crown family is the empire that rules all mafia empires in Italy. My brother Leonard is the Don of all Dons.” She let the words sink in before delivering the last blow. “And that makes you, Nora… the Donna of all Donnas.” The silence that followed was deafening. I sat there, staring at her, my whole body cold, my breath shallow. The words carved themselves into me like a brand. Donna of all Donnas. Queen of all mafia quee

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.

"Ms. Ricci, something has happened to the signore!" Before the pain of being hacked apart could fade from my mind, the housekeeper, Beatrice Santoro, rushed into my room, her face drained of all color. I lowered my head. In my mind, all I could see were the faces of my two children, covered in blood, screaming as they clung to me. "The Don is still at the family gathering," Beatrice said in a hushed voice. "The signore said he feels dizzy and can't catch his breath. He's resting in the east guest room right now… Ms. Ricci, could you go check on him?"

"Consigliere, I want a divorce from Cassius. I’m handing back all the businesses under my name. Draft up the papers." The old Consigliere frowned. "Camilla, this marriage keeps the peace between our two families. Can you think this over?" I was the frontwoman for Cassius Marino’s dirty empire for three years. In the shadows, I was this cold-blooded Don's legal wife. A month ago, a Mexican cartel kidnapped me. That night, the cartels blew up my husband's secure line, demanding a thirty-million-dollar ransom. He let it ring. They ended up throwing me into an abandoned meat locker in freezing temperatures. I almost froze to death. Luckily, a butcher stumbled in and dragged me out just in time.

Jonah tied his long scarlet hair in a bun, like he always does when we needed to go in an extremely dangerous situation, before loading his AK47. Our men second his excitement as we all loaded our assault rifles. This scene is nothing new to any of us, but a rescue mission is. In the past, we are attacking a target place because we aim to kill who settles inside it, but now we are here to get someone of utmost importance to the family. No one in this team is here by force, everyone is willing to sacrifice their lives for the girl who they once thought as Alexa because of my mistake. Starting a blood bath to stain my motherland is something that I never imagined I would be capable of. This be

He shot out an arm and clamped his hand around my wrist. "Isabella, what is this madness? Don't make a scene." The pain sent me stumbling, and Amelia was instantly there, her hands steadying me with false kindness. "Donna, what happened to you? Please, don't embarrass the Don." She leaned in close under the guise of an embrace and whispered in my ear. "So clever, our Donna. Did you guess it was me who went there?" "Don't worry, those old paper files take up too much space. I'm helping you clean up, making some room for the family."

He said as he walked towards the door. "And I am Carlos, why don't you sleep food will be brought to you soon" he said and walked out the door, she felt light headed all of a sudden and knew something was it the water he gave her. A shaky exhale escaped her. Her stomach turned. The room began to blur. She swayed, blackness tugged on her subconscious, and then it dragged her all the way under. Later in the Don's office Carlos walked in and saw Marco busy with some work as usual, his friend was such a workaholic, he thought. He did not look up when Carlos entered so he sat down at the edge of Marco's table and said.

The moment I pushed open the door, warm light and cheerful laughter washed over me. "Dalia! Over here!" Giacomo waved at me from a seat by the window. As I walked over, I saw the table already laden with food and drinks. A few young people sat together, animatedly discussing something in Yitanian. "They're all my colleagues from the medical school." Giacomo poured me a glass of red wine. "Don't be nervous. They're all very friendly." A curly-haired woman sidled up to me. "So, you're the doctor from Porthaven that Giacamo mentioned? I'm Anna Ottavio. I work in the same lab as Giacomo."

The lights on the deck were dim. Dominic Mercer sat in an iron chair, holding the end of a chain. The other end was locked around Noah's neck. Noah was on his knees. His face was so swollen his features were barely recognizable. His lips were split open, crusted with dried blood. The moment he saw me, his mouth moved. No sound came out. But I read his lips. "Go." Dominic's eyes lit up when he saw me. He stood, brushed off his suit, and smiled like a man who'd just won.

The moment the De Luca security notification appeared on my tablet, I stopped waiting for Matteo. Vanessa Ashford had entered the Donna wing with a clearance level that should have belonged only to me, and Matteo had stood beside her without the De Luca signet he always wore before the family. That was not an accident. That was a choice. I closed the archive window and looked back at the mourning locket under my lamp. Pregnancy had made my hands unsteady lately, but pride kept me from breaking anything in my studio, including myself.