Jojo Tonio Novels & Stories

Rodrigo continued, “will never be able to show your faces in Delhi again. We will ensure it.” “You’re not like your father,” Pavan said. “He would have done anything to prevent a scandal.” Rodrigo lifted his jaw. “You’re wrong. I’m exactly like my dad. And he’s standing right here next to me. I am proud to call myself Tony and Tiana’s son. They are my parents, and I’m proud to be their son. And they taught me to fight for myself and for those I love.” His mom beamed at him, while his dad looked relieved, like a weight had been lifted off him. It struck him what a disservice he’d done to them by living in the past and not letting them in. But now, he would.

“You think I hand out mercy? This isn’t a church, Jesse. This is business.” “I’m asking,” Jesse said again, stepping forward. “For him. Just this once.” Lorenzo poured himself a drink, his back still turned. “You’re slipping.” “No,” Jesse replied, his voice hard. “I’m waking up.” He turned to leave, but the echo of his boots halted as another voice cut in from the shadows. “Are you really going to walk out?” Jesse stopped, turning slowly. Tonia stepped out from the dim hallway, dressed in black leather.

He had one duty and he would fulfill it as soon as Ciro gave him the order. -The Tonali Empire is a dynasty that has been persecuted for years. What made you believe that you were going to achieve a better result than your predecessors? Wretched traitorous leech. - The Italian reproached very close to the face of his captive. The so-called Brandon gained enough courage to look at him, but not in the eyes, that would be challenging him, and he was not in a condition to do so.

’ Then, he felt all their eyes on him. Waiting. To see if he’d stand and bow. Bow? To the very people that let his sister die? Tony smirked instead. He did not stand. ‘I’m the black sheep.’ ‘I don't bend to your family’s rule.’ “You’re still alive..” Tony deliberately trailed. “..old man.” Tony was full of sarcasm. A collective gasp echoed around the table. “Che faccia tosta..(What a nerve…)” someone whispered. “Hai dimenticato chi sei?! (Did you forget who you are?)”

Toni almost hit Bayu, if not prevented by his friends at the post. “Don't play hands, Ton. We can still solve it properly, ”said a friend. Toni is very angry at this time. He threw away the hand of the person holding it, then left them with the strong gas. His friends were rowdy. Indeed, Toni has always been like that. He does not accept if the subscription moves. Even though sometimes he was pulling.

Tony refuted his friend's words. "I'll kill him immediately if he breaks the agreement. You can rest easy, Tony. There's nothing for you to worry about because I'm not a fool." Theo smiled a thin smile that looked like the devil. "Alright. I'm done warning you." Tony put out his cigarette, then toasted Theo. "To our success," he said. "Yes." Theo nodded and sipped the wine. His mind wandered far away, more precisely thinking about Damelza's situation out there. *****

Jesse grabs another taco off the table, clearly not having as much of a problem with appetite as I am having. “All right, Tones, spill.” Tony sighs, and begins again. “I spent hours in that club cleaning up after Luca, collecting his shitty tips. So, imagine my surprise a few weeks ago when he shows up next to you outside my meeting with your parents and introduces himself for the first time. As if we’ve never met. Although it’s not like I should be surprised – he never said a word to me or spared me a second glance.”

The moment Myra took her luggage out of the car and she heard Leo’s words, her eyes instinctively looked toward the man standing next to him. Tony was the tallest and most extraordinary-looking man among the crowd. At that moment, he was playing with his black phone; his cold and dashing jawline was on display and it carried a hint of laziness to it. If one were to look closely at him, there seemed to be a little hint of joy in his eyes since he was in a good mood.

He teased I palmed my face, “shit, that was not my intention. Is that why everyone is looking at me differently?” He nodded, then looked at me and paused, then looked away. “what?” I asked him “Nothing” “Something” I pressed on He sighed, and then shook his head as he sat down on the mat, he waved me over to come and sit next to him. Toni was a man of thirty-five and had a beautiful mate and was the father of two beautiful girls, two years older than me named Antonella and the other about to finish high school named Antonia, Toni had rippling muscles and well defined ab’s, his salt and pepper beard made him look attractive and he had a chocolate brown tan, his eyes were black and he had no h

I will thank him later. Toni was dressed in his signature blue suit, white shirt, matching blue tie and shiny black leather shoes. His hair was styled the way he always was and…there was no bullet hole in sight. He did, however, have a goofy smile on his face. With wide eyes, I looked at Gio. “Doc,” he mouthed at me. I looked at Doc Richards with tears in my eyes and croaked out a thank you. He smiled and bowed his head.