Novel & Cerita Gustavo Book

’ I repeated to myself. Gustavo laughed harder. "Yours?” “I can’t believe you want anything to do with a woman who’s nothing but destruction! She ruins lives, she will ruin yours too!” Then he added, “You know, you should thank me for wanting to kill her!" Dante growled, and I didn’t know if he was angry at Gustavo’s words or just pissed that he wasn’t the one saying them. Before more thoughts could spill into my mind, Gustavo hit the gun against the side of my head reminding me that my death was closer than I thought.

The man exited the room after completing the job when Gustavo pulled his belt, intending to strike me with the hard leather. With a gasp, I flinched. The buzzing of my phone had stopped my brother’s hand halfway. The phone buzzed so loud that Gustavo swiped the green icon while grumbling under his breath. "You should think twice before doing that." The voice on the phone spoke with so much power, venom leaking through each word elicited. I had never heard Ghost’s voice sound so edgy and rough. So dangerous. "Look to your mother Gustavo, I wonder how good your mother’s brain would look on those walls if you were to make a mistake of touching my woman one more time.”

He replied. Gustavo? The name seems familiar to her. Where did she hear it again? She's sure that it's on the tip of her tongue. How she wished that someone could refresh her memory. "Un tipo llamado Gustavo se hará cargo del Pueblo mientras tanto (Have you met this fella?)" She asked out of curiosity. If Estefan is the reincarnation of Kalantiaw, then he must have been left dumbfounded when he recognized Gustavo's face.

“I thought you wanted to go in a different direction.” “Well, I changed my mind. One day, this hotel will be mine…and I’m willing to do anything to make that happen.” Gustavo had a much weaker resistance than my own mother, so he couldn’t say no even if he wanted to. “Alright. It can’t hurt to let you learn…especially now that you know the truth.” He grabbed a pile of paperwork off his desk. “I want you to cook these books. We’ll go over it later.” “Cook the books?” I asked, perplexed.

Ace said one last time before actually stepping foot to leave with the book in his hand. Gustavo now took his breath and tried to calm down after seeing Ace who really left. "He'll be fine. He'll be fine," the man said one last time to reassure himself.

he said with a devilish glint in his eyes, bringing the cigar back to his mouth. "Got it, boss" Luciano said. Gustavo nodded and then sucks in a deep breath before disconnecting the call. He took a last drag and blew out a thick puff of smoke into the air, before he snuffed out his cigar onto the floor and flicked it. He adjusted his kink, before he sauntered out of his office. ____

“Dad,we’re just engaged.When we get married,she’ll call you father.Just don’t make her uncomfortable.” “Ah,no worries.You can call me anything you feel comfortable with.”Gustavo said with a warm smile. “Please do come in.I’ll make you a cup of tea.”Renee invited the old man in. Gustavo felt guilty about what happened that day and so he kept asking her if she felt better now. Renee had thought Gustavo was a strict and stereotyped old man but he was really nice. Dante knew that Renee had stayed up late waiting for him and should be asleep now because of her classes tomorrow,he quickly let out.

While Dominco was in his car driving he began to think about strategies to go about on how to run the GUSTAVO'S,it practically meant he had to handle the DOM along as well,it didn't sound like tough work but he needed tons of strategy to work out the plan he already had in mind.

Drakus clenched his jaw, giving the man a flaming murderous glare. "I am not. What the fuck are you talking about? I was planning to do it. You just did not wait for me!" Drakus hissed. The man, Gustavo, laughed sarcastically as he shook his head. "Do not fucking let that bitch go. Greval is surely making his move now," Gustavo said before he turned his back on us, leaving the room. I gasped for air, filling my lungs with enough oxygen as I feel like I was going to pass out any minute.

Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and he kept wiping them away. Ten minutes later, Gustavo put the page down. "You have become something else," he said to me. Not with anger. Almost with sympathy. Funny. He thought like that when he was the one who murdered a woman instead of letting her go. I do not kill women. It is where I draw the line. The only woman I had ever killed was his mother. "Alexandre," I repeated. "Where is he?" Gustavo exhaled slowly. He looked at one of his men, and the man left the room. When he returned two minutes later, he handed Gustavo a phone. Gustavo looked at the screen and then slid it across the table to me.