Godfather Sonny Novels & Stories

Rosei widened hers eyes, hers mouth opened so that hers jaw almost dropped to the floor. What's this? What really happened? "Mr. CEO Garrick Blackton, what are you doing? This man is my best friend's ex-husband. I know who he is. He is just a poor, useless man who has depended on his wife's family all his life!" said Rosey. "He is nothing more than a useless human who was a slave during his life as a son-in-law."

There was a blank vacant stare in his eyes that just told him that this man had practically lived all his life in sadness and guilt and he had a feeling of what it was. "Okay, I don't think any introduction is required. Orlando, this is Russo and this is my boss, Connor. You must have seen him on t.v and in other places." Hans said. The big man only nodded and in that moment, Connor could have given anything to hear his voice. There was no need to sit since what they came to say was urgent and immediate. "Orlando, my name is Connor and I'm sure Hans must have briefed you but I need to save my son from Michael and I need your help." Connor said.

One of their own then took the imaginary podium. "First of all, we thank the gods and ancestors for bringing back our long-lost son back to us" they all mumbled something inaudible looking up in the air, "Son, we believe you're an incarnation of a once great Don of this community who was taken from us prematurely and you're here to continue with the good work your father had started. He was a great man. I hope you're aware" "Yes, I've heard the stories" "Good, during the time of transition there is confusion and our enemies take this time to cause more problems, son, your predecessor made a lot of enemies. So please, we were thinking that tomorrow you wake up as the Don of this family"

he says. I looked at that star again when I heard what Grandpa said. But it was also returned immediately to grandfather. I saw in his eyes the sadness and longing. I bowed because I remembered Lola. He died because of our Mafia opponents during the war. My grandmother was a member of a Mafia, she was not just a Mafia but she was a Mafia Queen then.

"Godfather Colombo has two kids, Chevy being the first child and Jupiter being the last and his baby" "But if they're the biological kids of Godfather Colombo, why am I hearing their names for the first time?" She asked. "Because both aren't always here. Chevy is Mexico, while Jupiter being the extrovert kind of girl, always comes back to the mob and leaves anytime she pleases. Let's say I am the one who is ruling this mob"Axton said. Megan puckers. "So you are the adoptive brother of Jupiter?" She asked. "Yes. Do you think I'll just let anyone hug me? I might have soften a little bit, but I am still Axton, why you did that to her, is what I can't figure out" He said

Ansgar just laughed and then continued the introduction, "This is my third son, Neal, he replaced his grandfather as CEO at Jade of Malachy." Kelsey glanced at the man who didn't even smile at all. He just nodded politely and then said nothing. Neal Malachy was one of Weylin's grandfather's pride, Diego Malachy who owned businesses everywhere and didn't look approachable as if the man was deliberately keeping his distance from anyone. "And this is my youngest son, Keiran Malachy. Oh, you must know this son of mine best." Ansgar looked at his son with equally proud eyes as he introduced his other three sons.

Paling in the realisation that his sworn brother had secretly been taking care of his chores so he could focus on cooking, Zen felt ashamed. Ping! [The Godfather is amused by the belated realisation of how domestic you have been with your roommate. You have been awarded 100 credits.] Cussing silently at the new notification, Zen glared at the screen. The Godfather had been silent for too long. However, he was always lurking. If Zen thought he had lost the Godfather’s favour, this new donation message was a reminder that they were always lurking on his channel.

Then, his gaze shifted toward Everly. “You must be Ms. Everly Flemming.” Sonny extended his right hand toward her and introduced himself. “Hello, Ms. Flemming. I’m Sonny Brown.” Everly politely shook his hand. “Hello, Mr. Brown. I’m Everly Flemming. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Her grandfather had praised Sonny countless times in front of her, saying how exceptional he was. Originally, her grandfather could have handled the business meeting alone, but he insisted that she accompany him.

Giovanni Moretti. Son of Dante Moretti, head of the Italian family. The family that controlled every port from Miami to New York. The family that had been part of the Five Families alliance for three generations. “Gavin!” Sophia stood, her smile bright and dangerous. “I thought you would never come.” Giovanni leaned back in his chair, his rings catching the dim light as he swirled his brandy. He didn’t stand, or offer a hand. Just watched me with those cold eyes.

Lord Nick's eyes widened, “How do you even plan to do that? Have you forgotten who Raymond is? He is power, he is the Don, he would—” “No!” Lydia yelled at her father, “Raymond is not the Don. New York's Don is still alive and well. New York's Don is coming back and Raymond will bow. The son of New York's soil is coming to take back what rightfully belongs to him and we would help him. You, Lord Nick, would help my Davis get back to his position as capo!” Lydia pointed at her father and the man gulped.