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“ In short , you want me to beat him up ? “ asked Antonio . “ Yes ! There’s a reason why Damian kept you as his personal assistant and bodyguard and I am sure the answer isn’t simply your pretty face . “ said mr Donovan . Antonio rolled his eyes away , feeling even more annoyed . “ You just want me to beat him up , right ? “ asked Antonio . “ Yes ! Beat him up and shot at hit three times . “ said mr Donovan . “ Let’s be clear about one thing mr Donovan . I beat them up badly but I don’t kill people . “ said Antonio . “ I know ! That’s why I will not force you to kill anyone . I simply want you to shot him . After all , I need to be sure that you are courageous enough to shot at someone . “ s

He had tried hard to pay back the debt he owed this demon standing in front of him,but things seemed to be working against him. Juan Alonso,the twenty six years old guy with the traits of the devil,was a drug lord and a mafia boss who seemed to lack the milk of human sympathy. He killed without mercy and dealt with everyone the way he deemed fit. How Mark had come in contact with him was still a mystery to his wife and kids. Everyone knew Juan Alonso, aka the Don,the stinking rich young man who didn't give a damn about a thing. Cruel and heartless,he did people dirty and made them beg on their knees.

] ‘Juliette’ Gino jumped at the sound of Romero’s voice and felt his heart drop when he saw his men were captured and he was alone, ‘Oh guarda ecco che arriva il bel ragazzo per la sua ragazza prostituta. Capisco la tua attrazione amico mio, è un bel po' di figa ma in realtà non è un fottuto Don, solo una patetica puttana del cazzo.' [Oh look here comes the pretty boy for his whoring girlfriend. I understand your attraction my friend, she’s a hot bit of pussy but really she’s not a fucking Don, just a pathetic fucking whore.]

Don Dani was a man who had enough to spoil her with whatever she wanted. As he said and accepted his lowly state, he bit his lip when he heard the clapping sound of flesh on flesh from the intercourse in the other room and he clenched his fists tightly when he heard Zelina's moans of pleasure as she took every inch of Don Dani's meat into her. “Whore,” Juan said to himself. After about ten more minutes, she was yelling and thrashing about, an unmistakable indication of climax. Sitting outside and being forced to listen to this excruciatingly painful experience was punishing for him, but he sat through it; the one million pesos check he had in his hand was enough to keep him glued to the seat

Louis, he had come with his men, “I wasnt expecting you until tomorrow “ The Don said as he shook his hand “Well, I have a few things to take care of tomorrow so I had to come here first” the two men took a sit and began to talk while having drinks “Did you bring what I wanted?” The Don asked “Yes” Louis replied “And more” he added, this seemed to spark the Don's interests “And more?” He asked “Yes” Louis asked one of his men to bring in his son, It was a young man probably in his early twenties

Who was crazy enough to bid such an amount? Suddenly I was pushed to move and I looked up to find a burly man staring at me as he led me out of the podium. “Don't look so relieved, darling," he sneered, “You don't know what kind of mess you've gotten yourself into, do you?” What? I gasped as his sneer transformed into a smirk, “You've just been purchased by the infamous Don Demonio, the ruthless Mafia Don. He controls this entire city.” My bones chilled at that name. I had no idea of who it was, but I knew enough Italian to know what that nickname meant.

"Scared of what I'm feeling, of how quickly my certainty is eroding, of becoming someone I don't recognize." "I'm scared too," he said, surprising me. "Terrified that I'm destroying the very thing I'm trying to protect, that my obsession will consume us both until there's nothing left but ashes." FLASHBACK Fifteen years ago – Naples The rain came down in sheets that night, turning the narrow streets of Naples into rivers; twelve-year-old Luca ran through the downpour, his lungs burning, blood streaming from a gash above his eye. Behind him, he could hear them; his father's enemies, three men with guns and knives, determined to send a message by killing the Don's son.

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.

or was it all a dream? Find out in the sequel of MARRIED TO THE DANGEROUS DON called THE DANGEROUS DON. It's going to be way exciting and more interesting than the first part. I'll notify you all when it has been approved for leave this book in your library, or follow me. As for grammatically errors and blunders, I'll be editing the book soon so you all should wait as I'll be releasing THE DANGEROUS DON soon Don't forget to check out my other book "Mafian Hero" and for Werewolf lovers "The Goddess Bond".

The trajectory of their stares shifted instantly. Avery’s professional instincts acutely captured the transition. The caution vanished, replaced entirely by a collective, visceral disdain, as if they were looking at a completely different species. They didn't possess the leverage to challenge Dominic, but with her... they had found the perfect lightning rod for their venom. She was the vulnerable target they had been waiting to dissect. "The standards of the Obsidian City charity auctions are deteriorating rapidly. They truly allow anyone through the doors these days." "An upstart covered in the filth of the fighting pits. You can scrub away the metallic stench of blood, but the creature he