Josh/donna Fanfic Novels & Stories

That anxiety, plus Giovanni still not texting back, is driving me crazy. “A scotch,” I call to the bartender when he comes to refill my drink. I’ll need something stronger tonight. “You’ve been at the bar all night,” Jameis whispers, sitting beside me. “I asked you to accompany me, not sit here all night.” I roll my eyes as the bartender hands me my scotch. “The bar has alcohol—you don’t.” He laughs, ordering his own drink. “How’s the schmoozing?” “Effective. Mrs. Donalds promised millions if I show her that tongue trick. Too bad I’ll only be in your bed tonight.” He leans in, kissing my neck. I recoil again, like this morning.

After I Took Three Bullets For Him, He Said He Was Just My Uncle I took three bullets for Don Lorenzo Moretti, the man I called my uncle. The last one nearly killed me. Only then did the family elders agree to name me Donna. But in the two weeks I lay unconscious, Lorenzo announced his engagement to Ava, the daughter of a family benefactor. The Rocci, my family, lost its power when I was ten. Ever since Lorenzo, a close friend of my father's, brought me to the Moretti estate, I was certain he would one day be my husband, despite our age gap. He always told me to find men my own age, but I just let it go. In my previous life, I crashed their engagement party, a decision that led to a

It's funny, I've been watching you from school and even here, I've come to conclude you're a shy damsel" Josh said and I smiled. "Words don't flatter me" I replied and he held his chest as if someone had hurt him. "Pardon me Charl.. I'm not one to flatter" He said dramatically and I laughed. "There's a lot of guys staring at me enviously because of you. I'll leave you now milady but we would meet at school" Josh said with a sly bow and I laughed. I liked his funny behaviour. I saw Donald staring at me with eyes that threw daggers. He seemed angry and I wondered why.

I drew in a deep breath. Three years. Dante and I hadn't seen each other in three years. The last time we met, I'd taken off the engagement ring with my own hands and given it back to him. He'd stood in the rain that day, soaked through, his eyes so red they looked ready to bleed. I didn't look back. I got into Dominic's car. Dominic was the Don of Mercer Family. From that day on, the entire hospital knew—Dante Blackwood despised Ivy Ashford.

An alliance with the Rossi family would steady his succession. He found me at a Manhattan auction house and said, “Marry me on paper, Elena. Six months. Long enough to quiet my council.” I should have refused, but I only asked, “And when your men start calling me Donna?” His mouth curved. “Then answer like one.”

This idiot has a death wish. ~~ AN, Hey Babes, Please check my new novel, PROMISE ME, JAKE. Regular updates for that one will come after Don’s Fiancee. That’s the plan. Lol. Please do tell me if that book has a chance. Much love, ljxx

Jessie whimpered, Donna's fingers jostling their way into her folds and sliding into her pussy. "Fuck." "Aww... baby... why are you lying to me?" Donna asked, her middle finger plunging deep inside and pulling Jessie closer. "Stay strong!" she thought again. "You know I'm just going to have to have my way with you anyway," Donna continued, her friend's hand tipping Jessie's scowling face upward. "I'm bigger and stronger than you. I can make you do what I want, but I think we both know that you're fucking loving this."

"Ms. Ricci, something has happened to the signore!" Before the pain of being hacked apart could fade from my mind, the housekeeper, Beatrice Santoro, rushed into my room, her face drained of all color. I lowered my head. In my mind, all I could see were the faces of my two children, covered in blood, screaming as they clung to me. "The Don is still at the family gathering," Beatrice said in a hushed voice. "The signore said he feels dizzy and can't catch his breath. He's resting in the east guest room right now… Ms. Ricci, could you go check on him?"

Everyone in the ballroom immediately straightened, standing at attention as they respectfully greeted the Don. The moment I met those deep, unreadable eyes, mine filled with tears. "Amore…" I whispered weakly. Toby immediately threw his little arms wide. "Papi!" Christopher froze, disbelief filling his eyes. "The Don is your husband?" His gaze dripped with mockery, as if he'd heard the funniest joke in the world. "I guess you really do have mental issues, Isla. Think about it—why would the Don possibly marry a nobody like you?"

CHAPTER 386 “Was it fun yelling at me just now?” Joshua teased wickedly. “I’m sorry, please let me go. I’m only 18.” The woman cried. Smack! Joshua landed slap on her face. She fell to the ground with a Yelp and looked up at him in horror. “Shut up! I can’t even stand the sound of your voice.” Joshua glared at her. The woman sobbed but did not dare to make another sound after that. “As for the second person… You there!” Joshua looked around before he pointed to someone. All the members of the Donquite family were trembling in fear. All except for one who was trembling as well but in rage as he grumbled. “What the fuck, you little…” the second person Joshua had picked was Doflamingo.