Exploits Of A Young Don Juan Book の小説・ストーリー

Piquing Darlyn's curiosity, she implored him to reveal what he had in mind. With a malevolent glimmer in his eyes, Donovan suggested a scheme that would involve exploiting Dante's vulnerability. He proposed that Darlyn should create a situation where Dante would be intoxicated, and in his impaired state, believe that something had transpired between him and Darlyn. Donovan urged her to maintain this facade for months, leading Dante to believe that he had impregnated her.

It had taken me eighteen months to get to this point, to be a trusted associate for the Verdi’s and I couldn’t fuck it up now. I never understood their reasons or motives, all I knew was they were planning to hit another family where it hurt. The Don was seeking power and money, but he had found out that one of their own belonged to another family and he couldn’t stand the Omertá being broken. While his first born son, Luciano, was out seeking power and money of his own, building up his empire of drug trafficking ready to take over from his father. It had nothing to do with some forfeited agreement he was claiming it to be. He was hell bent on causing destruction and blaming his psychotic re

I knew about Marco's ruthlessness, so of course they are well aware of who just came in. “How did you get in?” Pierre foolishly asked, there was slight hint of fear in his voice. Isn't it obvious? “The question should have been, how did you found our location?” Marco moves towards Pierre with strength that emanates from him with every move. “Daytime robbery in my territory, that's suicidal. A dangerous move for a next in-line Don.” Marco hissed. “Your territory?” Pierre scoffed mockingly. “Too bad you have too many snakes around you.”

"Well, he met and married a Korean woman who was tending his injuries. They fell in love and left my Lola to raise her daughter alone. The family doesn't want to discuss him, especially your Lola Vicky." It's no wonder Lola Vicky is bitter toward Tita Diana. She already had set a man for her to marry, and she took that trip to meet Uncle Jacob because her father left his wife and child for another woman. "So, make sure you marry him before he runs off with someone, and you have to raise two kids." "Mum," the shower stops as Don is done showering. "Don will never leave me." "How sure?" The bathroom door opens as Don steps out, letting the steams out as I stare at his glory. His rip-shiny body

Flora chuckled, “I seriously can’t believe you did that, Julia,” Penelope said with disbelief, “Why?” I asked curiously, “Look at you… You’re sweet, kind and a delicate flower… Looking at you, no one would tell you that you pepper sprayed my handsome, tall, Intimidating and let’s not forget, Mafia Don, Nik,” Penelope said, “Yeah,” I rolled my eyes, Mafia don! “True that,” Flora added, “I’m curious, what actually happened?” Penelope asked, curiously.

"Come on, just be grateful, Bro! For the sake of your lovely Ning. Or if you're bored, we're willing to replace you!" "Damn! You ungodly friend! Change me to work or change to want to date my girl?" "Don't worry, Lif! Just kidding! We are not prostitutes." "Idiot!" "Where are you going to give it up!" "Ah, never mind! Bye! If I stay too long with you, I will either become sluggish like crackers soaked in pickled gravy. I am Don Juan!" That night the streets were very quiet. There was no one hanging out on the ordinary street where Alif passed. No merchants are selling there either.

He tired of them quickly and when they complained he handed them to his Guards to have some fun. It was not a pleasant experience for them they were repeatedly raped and then shipped off to his brothels. Don Giovanni did not like waste, he had no use for them but they could earn him plenty of money on their backs. They learned quickly not to complain and not to expect anything from the powerful Don, his reputation for being a cruel sadistic lover preceded him. As he grew more obese the physical act of sex lost its appeal it was too much effort for his huge body eventually he could only get aroused by causing pain and fear. Girls would be brought to him and forced to strip and once naked they

She could tell me she wanted me dead and I would hand her the gun to take my life. I walked to Lazaro staring his old wrinkled face down. I stood a good foot above him and was over thirty years younger. I could kill him right here with just my hands. My eyes grew cold thinking of him trying to get to Solenne. "Are you questioning your Don?" My voice was spitting poison and he coward under my harsh tone.

The kind only men in our world could afford to have before handling a serious matter. The moment I stepped inside Don Juarez’s hacienda, I felt like I’d wandered into a telenovela fever dream. It was over the top, gaudy, and so painfully self-aware it almost became impressive. The heavy scent of orange blossom cologne mixed with cigars and the rich breath of old whiskey hit me like a wall. Don Nero clicked his tongue beside me. “You need a new architect, Juarez. Your house looks like someone binge-watched soap operas during a cocaine high.”He commented.

He turned visibly pale, and cold sweat rolled down his temple. "You… You're Don Rossi Antonio of Sicily. That… That's not possible!" Blake shouted, his voice filled with disbelief and despair. "Helena is just a nobody. How could she be your daughter?" My father ignored him and turned to me, his tone gentle. "Principessa, how do you wish to deal with them?" I walked toward Victoria, slowly but surely. The pain made each step heavy, but the rage inside me kept me moving. I grabbed her carefully styled hair and forced her to lift her head.