Gran Torino Parents Guide Novels & Stories

The study in the Giordano residence was thick with smoke. Tania Giordano pushed the door open. Her father—the Don of the Giordano family, once a feared and respected figure—sat hunched over a pile of documents. The reports showed their cash flow had completely collapsed. He didn't even notice the cigar in his fingers had burned down to the nub. "Papa, I'll accept the marriage to Don Garretti," Tania said calmly. Rino Giordano snapped his head up. The worry on his face instantly flipped to joy. "Tania? You're here? You're really willing to marry that vegetable Don?"

Enzo's POV "I am ready to go. I think we all should leave and leave the Marino family alone. They've got a lot to process, and I want to see my grandchild," My mother says. Yeah, I haven't talked in yet. They do not know about my plans. They do not know about my hate for the Marino family. My mother thought she had solved everything by talking with me the other night. My plan is to come together. Olivia won't come home and will stay in Italy. Oliver will have to take over both families, and he will not be able to run them as they are the two most prominent families in the Italian Mafia. It will take a lot to run both of them. I know that when I take over the Italian Mafia, the Marino family,

Most of that is because he runs the IT part of our job. We arrive at the house. I rode with Storm while JT rode with Carter. My dad drooled over Storm’s ’69 AMC and Carter’s ’70 Torino. My mom must be cooking since Dad is the one who met us outside. That or he hasn’t started the grill yet. “I’m about to start the grill. Come on in boys, I’ve missed you.” Dad gives us each a hug. He has silver hair at his temples that weren’t there before in his brown hair. He has more lines around his eyes and mouth.

Chase enters his car and the chauffeur drives out of the compound followed by the convoy. Back in the family house, John Gotti glared at Waylen who just stood there, Rowan sat down and just look at them. "What you do that for?" John Gotti ask his first son, Waylen. "Am out of here" Waylen said and walk out, leaving Rowan and their father, John Gotti. John Gotti sigh and fell back on the chair. "Are you okay father?" Rowan asks and walk over to hold his hand. "Am fine, I just need your two brothers to get their shit together, there's no way they'll handle the Omertà for long if they continue like this" He tells Rowan.

The first impression of these people had left a big and beautiful impression in Giorgia’s heaart. “He is good, mom. He is grown up so much. He has become tall and more talkative. He is also naughtier than before.” “I cannot wait to meet him too. I envy Elena and Adrian’s parents for having such a cutie pie as grandson.” “Adrian’s parents have another grandkid. Adrian’s sister’s son. And he, Roan is no less naughty than Aaron.” Giorgia turned to her husband and smiled, “I want to become a grandmother soon.”

Before Gianna could say more, her father was commenting, “The last person Gianna dated was an orthodontist. The one before him? Career military.” “Yes,” Gianna huffed out, “And before that was a museum curator. I don’t think the previous occupations of my former romantic interests have anything to do with Dante. Dad, please.” “Private security,” She heard her father mumble out. Giovanni volunteered, “Cy--Dante’s grandparents own this restaurant. Best noodles in Sangrid.” With a chuckle, Gianna said, “Best noodles in the country.” A pleased look finally replaced the critical one on Gianna’s father’s face. “They just might be,” he admitted.

About how this child would be raised in the Romano tradition, would learn Romano values, would carry on the Romano name with pride. "Of course, the child's education will be carefully managed," Dante said, cutting his steak with precise movements. "Romano children attend Romano schools. Learn from Romano mentors. We don't leave such important matters to chance." "The baby isn't even born yet," I said quietly. "Which is precisely why we plan now. Jaxon's mother made the mistake of trying to instill softness in him. Sentiment. Weakness. I had to correct that, of course."