Godfather Sonny Novels & Stories

It was useless. Rocco paused for a second, then burst out laughing. "What the hell is this bitch talking about? Latin?" He slammed the butt of his gun into my forehead. A blast of pain, and warm blood trickled down, blurring my vision. "I'm... I'm the Don's daughter..." I tried desperately to explain. "I'm Scarlett..." Rocco froze, a flicker of doubt on his face. "Ha!" Julius roared with laughter. "Don't listen to her crap! The Don's daughter?"

My husband, Jerome Dyson, and I, Winter Montez, drowned in a freak accident out at sea. Although my body was gone, my soul was still around, and I found myself hanging around my son, Casey Dyson. I watched as Casey organized a full funeral procession for Jerome and me, looking every bit exhausted and disheartened, like he was barely holding it together. However, as soon as the funeral procession was over, he threw down the bunch of white lilies impatiently and said, "Oh, my god! Those two old fools are finally dead. They just wouldn't die for years! Luckily, we succeeded this time!"

No, scrap that. He’s the gangster. The modern day version of Al Capone. I probably shouldn’t be talking about this, but Rosa is my closest friend in the world and I’m too frazzled to keep it all inside. Grabbing her hand, I rush to the bathroom and lock the door behind us. “Asher Giordano is Jackson’s father,” I say in a rush. This time it’s Rosa’s turn to stare open-mouthed. “You dated the head honcho of the mafia and didn’t tell anyone?” she finally asks.

Apart from George and his people, everyone else there knew how much Sonny meant to Gunter. There were lines that should never be crossed. Sonny was where Gunter drew the line. Now that Sonny was dead, Gunter wanted to burn the city down. It took a long, deafening silence before Gunter finally said, “Where’s Niko?” His icy voice gave everybody goosebumps. George, the head of the Lees, was nervous as he faced Gunter. He replied, “Mr. Powell, Mr. Niko and my loser son are in surgery at the moment. They were stripped of their manhood.”

My broken heart shattered more at that thought. And just when I thought I had had enough heartbreaks and embarrassment for one day, the universe sent another. The door opened while I was still sobbing uncontrollably, and the voice I heard next made me wish that the floor would open and swallow me up. "Donald," he greeted my father. "Don Antonio. You are here," my dad responded. My godfather came into the office with his majestic steps and stood right next to me. He cupped my face and raised my head to look at him. That single touch from him sent shivers running down my spine. When I stared up at him and into his gorgeous gray eyes, it felt like the world stopped rotating.

It was crazy how casually he was introducing Jason's friend to me when all of my attention was on Jason who was still watching me. "Nice to meet you" I spoke up with a smile, I spoke as clear as I could. Ryan had blue eyes and blonde short hair, he was white and was very masculine like Jason and considering he was here right now with him, it obviously meant they were close friends. "You too Miss Montano" He replied, with a friendly smile. Okay, he wasn't as intimidating as Jason. Then again, nobody I had met was intimidating as him. "Come, join us" My dads best friend Tony spoke up, I smiled at him before I sat down in between him and Eric, my dads other best friend. They had known my dad fo

Rico revealed. "So you do have questions to ask," Anna chuckled, and Rico bobbed his head twice. "Could this question be related to your father? I'm sure you are more curious about him." "No, I know who Dad is already. I just didn't say it." "What? And who is he?" Anna asked, becoming curious now. "I know he is a known criminal, he is a godfather," Rico said and Anna gasped in shock as she let go of him. "What?? How did you find out?"

The man was a tall and muscular middle aged man, he looked like was in his Forties. The middle aged man was Madison and Isabella's dad. And he was also a powerful Mafia boss, referred to as 'Don Salvatore. It was Don Salvatore who had paid a visit to multiversal studios and sent his men to get Liam for him. He didn't want to go to Liam himself because he considered himself higher than Liam. Walking behind the man was Vin, the same man who had held Liam at gunpoint and demanded the ring, at the event. A faint frown appeared on Madison's face as she saw her dad walking in the house. Judging by the frown on her face, it was clear that she wasn't thrilled to see her dad, despite the fact that sh

Carlos said, eyeing his father cautiously. "Which is?" Gabriel asked, expecting his son to say a sales rep or something. "Well, that is, a security guard." "What?!" Gabriel exclaimed appalled. "Are you out of your senses?" "Nope." Carlos answered simply. "Carlos, if this is one of your schemes."

Of course all because of the hard will of Bobby Sanjaya alone. Erick widened his gaze at the invited guests, then spoke to his wife, "I have never seen your father this happy starting from your wedding with Stefan. After your relationship ended and you married me, it was like your father had come out of prison." Lionny stole a glance at his father and sure enough, his father looked very happy. His smile was wide and his eyes sparkled. Every now and then his father would wave and greet the guests downstairs. His mum, too, was smiling beyond measure.