Novel & Cerita Finlay Donovan Is Killing It Summary

Maybe I need to ask her questions by myself. ******* Donovan punished them just as he wanted and four of them died. The other five including Shirley and Owen survive. But that doesn't decrease his Anger for them at all, to him they failed the mission woefully by leaving Clara behind and he doesn't compliment that. But he's going to deal with them by himself when he's back because he's currently on his way to meet Dennis who had wanted him to come ****

“Catherine Flora! How did the odds start favoring us this much?” “She brought the mayor into it” “Damn” “The girl even rejected the money I gave, I’m worried about her” “Really? You expected her to take the money and go home?” “No but—” he brushed his hands through his hair. “So, what next?” “I already got rid of the forum and paid off most of the girls involved” “You added an NDA didn’t you?” Donovan bowed his head in shame, “Yes,” he slammed his fists on the table.

The floodgates burst wide open after that, as headlines and breaking news bulletins filled up my screen. **TROUBLED TEEN( ELLA THOMPSON) REPORTEDLY LEAKS VIDEO EXPOSING DONOVAN FAMILY LIES TO GET REVENGE AFTER BITTER BREAKUP** **WHERE IS TOMMY DONOVAN NOW? FATHER LIED ABOUT SON'S RUMORED 'STUDY ABROAD' AFTER SUSPICIOUS INCIDENT** Unable to stomach any further revelations or fallout, I slammed my thumb down on the power button, cutting off the phone before it could drill any deeper into my shattered psyche.

He dropped to the floor. Another reached for her arm but I shot him point-blank in the chest. The third raised a gun but I shot him twice in the head and the fourth tried to shove her in the van but I grabbed his collar and slammed him face-first into the door again and again, until he went limp. Elena stumbled back with her eyes wide and her lip split as blood trickled from it. I took photos of the bodies and sent them to Giovanni. Message: Touch her again and I burn your house down while you sleep. Don’t make me forget my promise to the Don.

The silence was worse than the gunfire had been. I stood at the shattered bar cart, surrounded by broken crystal and the metallic tang of spent ammunition, and listened to the penthouse breathe. Dante's men moved in quiet currents around me—sweeping glass, securing the hallway, dragging the last of Enzo's failed assault team toward the service elevator. No one spoke to me. No one looked at me directly. I was the Don's woman, and the Don was gone, and that made me something between royalty and a widow in waiting.

"You're his wife. You were pregnant and bleeding in the ruins, and they secured the weapons first? If I hadn't brought you here immediately, you wouldn't have just lost the baby. You would be dead. Where is he now? Does he not care at all?" "He's probably with Monica," I answered in a low voice. The doctor fell silent. Naked pity filled his eyes. Even he understood the line Enzo and Monica had crossed. I asked to be left alone. After the door closed, I reached for my phone. The underworld had already begun to stir. The title of Don came bundled with blood, power, and gossip. The first rumors surfaced on dark web forums. Footage showed me collapsing in the armory, soaked in blood. Clips from

Her voice broke – and she didn’t even know whether her mother could understand her words or not. All that she wanted at that moment was to tell her everything… To share the burden that she had been carrying about their family. “N-No…” Her mother whispered into thin air. It was laced with brokenness and betrayal – which she totally understood. Donovan… He had greatly ruined their family. He killed his father. He married the wife of the man he killed. And now, he wanted to marry the daughter of the man he killed. He was totally an evil and crazy man.

Donovan came charging in like an enraged bull, completely stunning Rose and ridding her of the emotional siesta that overcame her. “Donovan, what are you doing?…” “Who are you?!” Felix flared up but his condition prevented him from getting up despite his struggles. Donovan completely ignored him and focused on Rose. Grabbing her hand without any warning. “I said, who are you? Leave Miss Rose alone!” Felix roared again and Donovan finally spared him a glance. A bone-chilling look that could bury a person six feet deep but Felix was brave enough to remain resilient. “Why haven’t you been picking up my calls? I called you a thousand times, are you trying to give me a heart attack? Is that it?!”

“Even if I could kill everyone responsible for the death of my family. Where would that leave me? I would be a murderer just like them. So easily someone will want revenge on me too. And it will be an endless cycle of revenge and death. What I made of the agreement, even if it was not my words, I know that it is the right thing to do.” Donovan stared at me intently for a few seconds. His eyes, as red as blood, made me nervous. He was a handsome boy, with a bad boy face, straight out of some story, but appearances could be deceiving. He was not who I had thought. “You are cunning, Sienna. I’m sure you will do great things, even if they are not all destined for you.” He smiled without adding a

I want to reach for his face and ease the worry painted on his beautiful features. “Go kill them, my love,” I urged. He gave me a wicked smirk before nodding his head. Cradling his assault rifle, his chest heaved up and down before turning his back on me and engaged in the gunfire. Ace’s shots were precise, accurately taking down one man with one bullet. No waste of ammunition in his shooting skills. The last of Ace’s men standing walked towards his location. Knowing that their Don is still with them, fighting with them. A new fire burning in their ranks as they flanked in one group, stronger than ever.