Godfather Sonny Novels & Stories

He wasn’t above killing her, though, if she wouldn’t stop. “I’m trusting you Giovanni.” His dad took a sip of his coffee and nodded his head at the newspaper. “I was watching you two last night, you know. You guys look like you have settled your differences? At least for the moment.” “I guess. Maybe that was steaming from our dads?” Donatello raised his brow to his son and Vinny just smiled. “Uncle Tony is your underboss, when you got with mom, did he ever say anything to you?”

"What the hell are you guys doing here?" She looks at me; her green eyes pierce through me, and she looks almost scared at Apolo. Are they buddies now? Does he spend time with my son as if he were me? "They're invited," Ian cuts me off. "Relax." He takes the beer boxes from my hands, and all I can manage is a sigh as I get off the couch, letting Apolo pick him up and leave him on the floor to run to me. "Dad!" he shouts.

Don Vito signaled to the guards to excuse us. The young boy stood still; his hands folded to the back with a straight face. I was quick to pull my gun. “You heard the boss. Leave!” I raised my gun to his head. “Antonio. This is Jordan, my bastard son. He came to me some days ago. He wants to work,” Don Vito interrupted. Bastard son? This was not the first time I had heard such words from him. Don Vito had a lot of bastard sons and daughters. He was the type who slept with virtually all the girls we met at the club.

“Those weren’t rumors. They are. My father is Manfred Russo, he’s the Godfather of Sicily and the whole of Italy. But when it comes right down to it, he runs most of the country, it’s just done behind the scenes. Governments and by extension law enforcement are very corrupt. He gives them a little on the side and they turn a blind eye. Ashton’s family is in Colombia, his padre is Salvatore Rossini.” “Cartel,” he said before I could say it myself. “I know the name, Salvatore Rossini. Ironically enough one of the papers I wrote as an undergrad was on the drug trade in South America. Salvatore Rossini was one of the people I highlighted in that paper. I can’t believe I didn’t make the connectio

Subject: Sonny Malveda Position: Royal Court Pack Elder Rank: Noble Occupation: Tax and Land Resources Manager Report: Due to family debts, Sonny secretly stole some money and sold some properties to pay their debts. With clever knowledge of the royal court system, he hasn’t been caught, and greed expanded. But when rogues came into their family, the Blood Moon Pack didn’t answer his call and got envious of the other packs that the Blood Moon Pack responded to.

It was definitely a terrifying sight. “You’re finished, kid! Sonny’s eyes instantly lit up after seeing the professionals. “The people you beat up were just ordinary gangsters! They’re nothing! “Now that Mr. Saban’s here, you’re dead for sure! “He’s a powerful man! He’ll bury you right under the damn field when he’s done with you! “Nobody will even notice your burial ground after twenty years!” Sonny was exhilarated. Chloe covered her face when she exclaimed, “You’re finished!”

the rest of the five men were in a black suits and among them, only one man tall and slender with long brown hair stood out, he was pretty young but his aura was so dense and scary as he gaze murderously at the man pleading for his life, he's the second in command, Albertrosso first son, Xavier and probably the next heir to the Malvagio clan of gangster. "What do you think you are doing Xavier!" Albertrosso shouted at his son with clear rage. the men all averted their stares and did not dare to look the Godfather in the eyes, only his son speak up. "Father, I want to teach this fool a lesson, he....," the hot slap that landed on his right cheek made him swallow his words. "How dare you act w