Novel & Cerita Hija De Don Cangrejo

“And you are my father?” “You don’t have to worry!” Zeana Tan snapped me, so I curiously glanced at her. “You and Diego are not blood-related. Margarita Montero is his second wife. The former chairman’s wife is dead during childbirth, but it was not publicized, that is why you also don’t know. You know how Montero’s are very private in their lives.”

she folds her arms to her chest with a baby face appearance that makes Enrique laugh. "Well, Loco Pendejo -means Crazy idiot, while b****a- means garbage. Did that feed your curiosity? Hmm? white girl. " Mr. Baker doesn't know what he is getting into, calling Hera white girl? Lol, he didn't know that Hera is not a full American citizen. Now Hera is getting flamed up. "Hey, Mr. Baker, just for you to know, I'm not a full American citizen." she fights back with her hand swirling her red-haired backward. A thing she does when she gets furious about killing someone.

“These decide how long you have to live. Depending on your answers is how slow and torturous I make it.” “Stupid woman. You can’t scare me.” “Uncle, I would answer her questions. She is definitely the one you should be scared of.” Veronica smiles but holds her hand up to Luis. “I forgot. I didn’t introduce myself. It’s a pleasure to meet you El Jefe. I am Donna Veronica Molina of the Sanchez Mafia also known as the Mafia Blood Queen.” Jesus’s face pales and he gasps. “No. It’s not possible. She is a myth.”

Amber smirked and took a sip of his drink. "She's a feminist deal with it ", he said casually. "Why the fuck would you get married to a feminist?", the guy with cute green eyes asked. "It's quite obvious tho, have you seen her-", he was rudely interrupted by Amber digging a bullet in his head. But from the way the was laughing, I knew Amber wouldn't actually shoot him. "Talk about my wife like that again and I promise you'll I'll feed your brain to Laura", he said. Oh yeah Laura is actually Amber's pet hyena.

"Can you buy back that fully-formed child? Can you buy back the dignity you trampled and crushed under your feet?" His face went deathly pale, his lips quivering, unable to find an answer to my questions. Finally, he dropped to his knees. The once-lofty heir of the Corleone family knelt there on the cold pavement outside the Palais des Festivals in Cannes. "Please, Isabella. Give me one more chance! I stay in that nursery every day... the one I decorated myself... I imagined what he would look like if he were still here..." "Absolutely impossible," I rejected him ruthlessly, leaning over to enter the car. "Vincent, the best outcome for us is to never see each other again for the rest of our

Her deep brown eyes started to well up, pitying herself in this kind of situation, but she couldn’t do anything. Stephanie is the only child of Don Mijares and Doña Belinda, a Filipino-mestiza who is the heiress of the largest hacienda held by her parents. Her family was one of the most affluent in town. Her parents have been worried about her being an old maiden, which leads them to set her up on a blind date because, at the age of twenty-five, they haven’t seen her in a relationship.

By now, I was long used to her endless tricks. “Bianca, why are you even explaining yourself to her?” A pretty girl stepped out from behind her, her voice full of contempt. “She was just claiming she’s Don Vitale’s real daughter. How ridiculous. Don Vitale personally said that you’re the Vitale family’s only principessa.” “Exactly. A servant’s daughter, freeloading in the estate. Don Vitale was already merciful enough not to throw her into Lake Macondo.” “I heard she even stole your things. She’s got some nerve. Honestly, she should be punished by cleaning toilets.”

"I'm so lucky to have you doll. Your my life you know? That's what la mia vita means And without you I wouldn't be able to survive. I know it sounds cliché and I'm being silly but I wouldnt be able to live without seeing your smile Your beautiful face every time I wake up Your messy buns Your red hair Your cute blush and your fiesty attitude. I want to wake up to your face every single morning of my life. I am so happy you're mine" He smiled down at me and I could see a pool of emotions in his eyes. Love he had just for me His doll. I cuddled closer to him taking in his scent as he wrapped his hands around my naked body Being the Mafia Don's wife has been the best thing to ever happen to me.

Six years ago, I took a bullet for Dante Romano, the head of one of New York’s most powerful Mafia families. The injury nearly cost me any chance of becoming a mother. At my hospital bedside, Dante swore that as long as I survived, he would never need children. Then, against all odds, I became pregnant. I was about to tell him when I heard a little girl call him Daddy in a voice message on his phone. That was how I discovered Dante had fathered twins with his former secretary, Bianca. Everyone in the Romano family knew about them. Everyone except me. Dante continued to call me the only woman he loved, even as he gave Bianca a ring and prepared her son to inherit the family. I didn’t confront

They brought a tray of cupcakes. "Auntie, can I borrow your refrigerator?" Agatha "Of course, hija,” I washed my hands and approached Agatha who was currently putting the cupcakes in the fridge. "It looks delicious," "Of course, like me. Right, hubby?" Kael's ears suddenly turned red at what my friend said. Mom laughed at Kael's reaction. I secretly pinched Agatha. "Auntie, where is Hivo?" I looked at Oceanie. She grew up into a beautiful lady.. She inherited her looks from Kael.. Agatha is beautiful but their daughter inherited Kael’s Spanish features. Yes, because Kael has a Spanish blood.