Ella Mai Father Mga Nobela at Kwento

But I also thought that it was all based of the mother, SH*T I should probably have paid more attention to this stuff because I don’t know what could, would, should, anything. Second, how is Liam not Isla’s father? Has she looked at herself in the mirror? Add three-day old stubble, and keep the unibrow and you have Liam so…??? Thirdly, um… Elaina being a wh*re? Clearly, I have never met the woman, however I have heard a lot about her and I don’t think she would ever WILLINGLY do anything with anyone that was not her mate.

Being right too soon is socially unacceptable. -Robert A. Heinlein GISELLA "Signor Moretti?" I called Viola's father, Luigi Moretti, who was about to climb the stairs. The sparkles escaping his eyes were indescribable. With a grinning smile. "Gisella, my dear, you're here," He walks up to me and hugs me.

Cassie: "Luca," I said slowly, holding up the photo. "Is this" His face went still as he took the photo from my hands. I watched his eyes scan the image and I saw the exact moment recognition hit him. "The Five Dons," he said quietly. "Before I took over. That is Patrick Reed, your father. Vincenzo Moretti. Marco D Angelo. Renzo Castellani. And my father, Antonio Martelli." My hand flew to my mouth. Seeing my father standing with these men, men who I now knew were dangerous and powerful, connected to everything dark in this city, made it all real in a way it had not been before.

“But like you said, Mom—there’s still my father’s family. I’m sure they’ll accept me.” “I see.” Selena studied her daughter’s face intently. “Then I’ll tell you who your father is. You already know his name, don’t you?” “Yes. Chase Miller.” Selena nodded. “Your father, Chase Miller—the eldest son of the Miller family. One of the owners of a major company in this city, sweetheart. And all of this…” She gestured around the luxurious apartment. “Should have been yours a long time ago.” “For me?” Eli blinked, letting the words sink in. Selena softened her tone, as if adjusting her approach.

" His words sent a thrill through me, but Susan beamed with uncontained joy. I opened my mouth to tell my father the truth, but I hesitated. I remembered Susan's promise—she only needed one day to experience this life, and then she would return my father to me. So, I swallowed my urge to speak. "Dad, uh… Do you need a housekeeper at home?" Susan shot me a look, silently pleading with my father not to keep me around. My fists clenched tightly. I couldn't believe she was going back on her word. My father turned to me, his gaze softening with an unexpected warmth. Then, slowly shaking his head, he murmured, "It's… it's uncanny how much you look like her." He then asked, "Are you married?"

I turned and saw Ria, who seemingly appeared out of nowhere, standing there with a glass of wine. “Sorry, he’s such a dork. I had to.” I smiled. “Thanks.” Then I turned back to Antonio. “Who was that man? What’s going on? And where’s Adrian?” The questions spilled out of me in a rush. Antonio stared at me like he was having an internal battle whether to tell what he knew. He sighed. “One, that man,” he said slowly, “is the Godfather. Paulo’s father. Adrian’s grandfather.” I blinked. “His grandfather?”

she added, surprised to see Elara back in the country. “Oh, that’s Guiller—Lolo Antonio’s lawyer. And Director Kim…he’s my mom’s fiancé,” Aleah explained casually. Her last sentence made everyone stop and stare at the young director. “Fiancé?” Alfredo blurted out, his surprise written all over his face as he looked at Elara. “Is it really such a bad thing? Mama’s single, and Director Kim loves her. Plus, I’ve already given them my blessing,” Aleah said with a confident smile, taking both the director’s and Elara’s hands.

A minute later, I feel a familiar presence beside me. "Father." I greet him and go to hug my mom. "You look beautiful Mom." Anthony's voice speaks up and I haven't even realized he's been standing in front of us. "Charles. Elise. Glad you both came." "I wouldn't miss it for the world. Where's Sebastian?" "Sebastian, come over here. Your father in law wants to speak to you."

"No! Dad! That's still prison! If I have a criminal record, how about my future?! Who would marry me?" "I am already looking for your fiance. I already have a person in mind. If you got that person as your finance you might not suffer in that place with his connections. With him, you will still be able to help our family to step into the upper classes and you will have a bright future." Ella knew her father very well. This fiance of hers... gives her a bad premonition. "Who is it, dad?" "Mr. Millorn." "What?! That filthy old man?!"

While his hand rested on her cheek and his eyes on her lips, Dante’s phone made a message beep and he spared it a glance. “Just a minute., sunshine.” he kissed her lower lips and reached out to his phone. Elena noticed immediately that something in his expression changed drastically the moment he checked the message. “Greetings my lord. Elena’s father is a mafia lord and there is more to what we haven't found out. He is….”