Doña Paloma Novels & Stories

My hands were shaky as I grabbed my phone to check. The first thing that captured my eye was an image of her on the beach. She wore a blue loosed floral gown that complimented her olive skin, dark shades that covered her eyes with a wide smile plastered on her face as she did the peace sign posing for the camera. She jutted her left hip, putting all her weight on one foot. Rosa was damn beautiful. Apart from this Rosa bore an uncanny resemblance to me, we had the same big bright eyes, puckered lips, similar dentition and even up to our physiques. I couldn't make sense of that. I read about her about her bsaic information about where she was born and what school she attended.

"I have 12 years of their criminal evidence: money laundering routes, lists of bribed politicians, murder records, drug ledgers, all of it. Enough to put Don Lucchese and his two sons in prison for life." "Your terms?" "Marry me. Give me a new identity, and make me part of your family. Protect me and help me get my revenge." My voice was so calm it surprised even me. "Do you know who I am?" I admitted, saying, "No. But my father said you'd help me. He said you owed him your life." The man laughed. The sound was low and carried a dangerous magnetism. He replied, "I'm Eugene Corleone, the current Don of the Corleone family, and the Lucchese family's mortal enemy."

But I wasn't crying. I walked to the edge of his hospital bed. And dropped to my knees. The sound of my kneecaps hitting the marble floor was sharp and clean. "Dante." I called him by his name. Not the Don. "Please." "Dominic took my brother onto a black-market ship." "If we don't get there soon, they'll harvest his organs while he's still alive." "I'm begging you to save him." I pressed my forehead to the floor. Pain shot through my skull and radiated to the back of my head.

"Isabella, don't be angry. I'm going to explain everything." "Three years ago, I went after Vivian. She turned me down." "For her image, she demanded I give up being the Don. I couldn't do that." "She got vicious. Said if I weren't a Don, no woman would ever love me." "I wanted to prove her wrong. To get back at her. So I..." He trailed off, like the rest hurt to say. I clenched my teeth. My voice came out poisonous. "So the noble Don Angelo decided to throw his love at some peasant girl, Isabella."

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.

Santino's POV Santino stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, his long fingers drumming restlessly on the mahogany desk. As night fell, his agitation grew. Getting rid of Jessy was just the first step. Now, he had to get back what was truly his. His top aide entered and handed him a top-secret file. "Don, we've found the Donna. She's in Lumina, on the West Coast. She opened an art gallery." He opened the file. The first thing he saw was a telephoto shot.

"A $4 million debt stole her freedom One reckless slap changed her life forever." Valentina Russo refused to bow before the most feared man in the underworld—Don Damiano Moretti. Instead of killing her, he made her an offer she couldn’t escape: become his wife… or watch her family burn. Trapped in a gilded prison, Valentina vows to hate the ruthless mafia king who stole her freedom. But Damiano isn’t after obedience he wants her heart, her fire, and her surrender. As deadly enemies close in and buried secrets threaten to destroy them, passion ignites into obsession. In a world ruled by blood, power, and betrayal, can the Don’s captive become the only queen capable of conquering the b

"Donna, I'm truly sorry for troubling you. Once my apartment is fixed, I'll move out. We won't stay long." I said nothing more and turned upstairs. That night at dinner, Matteo suddenly brought it up. "Tomorrow is our wedding anniversary. "Seven beautiful years," he said. "I've arranged for dinner to be prepared at the seaside villa. We'll stay there for a few days. Just the two of us." He looked at me, his eyes gentle. "I'll transfer that villa to your name. It's yours from now on." Sienna was feeding the baby. At his words, she looked up and smiled. "Mr. Bellandi, you're so good to Donna. Seven years of marriage and still this loving. It's enviable."

She maybe see, that I saw it, that's why she hide it from her back. Noire's brows got interact again. He's getting more and more serious! Poor Petra. She composed herself once again, and let a fake cough before saying the very great news once again. "Your Highness, I would like to inform you, that your sister, Princess Paloma Ursula, just arrived from the dens of Villa Monsanto," I think my heart just walk out from me, and it feels like my froze as I heard her name. Paloma Ursula is finally here!

IMELDA IS ALIVE(1805) It had been two days since Carla freed Angel Uriel from the claws of the Scourge. Carla and Jake had grown closer after that day and this had made Lucas jealous. He wondered what changed. Dona was to come back home with Jasmine today and Carla could not to see her. She prepared Dona's favourite, spaghetti and meatballthats. She also made a made a cake as desert. A purple ray of light showed in the middle of the kitchen, a portal was then revealed where Dona and Jasmine emerged from.