Keep Your Head Up The Don Cherry Story Novels & Stories

At least two. My pulse began pounding again, harder now. The throbbing in my head matching its rhythm. “You can’t just—” My voice cracked slightly. I forced it to be steadier. “Do you know who I belong to?” One of the men snorted quietly. “Frank Costello will—” A kick to my stomach cut the sentence in half. I folded forward and screamed. Footsteps echoed somewhere behind me, lighter than the heavy boots I had heard moving around the room earlier.

I lost consciousness in the white light. When I came to, my head was splitting. I turned my neck slowly. Bandages wrapped my arms. Gauze pressed cold against my cheek. My left ear rang with a high, steady whine. I was alive. Dante. The thought of him hit me like a freight train, and I fought my way upright. "Where's Dante?" The nurse flinched. "Dr. Ashford, please lie back down." "Where is he?"

Third Person's POV A month later, all of the Moretti family's assets in Newmont had been liquidated. Fiora had been arrested and was facing 13 charges. Lorenzo wasn't prosecuted, but his name had become a joke in the city. The once-powerful Mafia Don was now left with nothing. He moved out of that villa, the one where Elena had been drenched with ice water and beaten by bodyguards. Before leaving, he stood at the entrance and looked at it for a long time.

“Arabella, I just thought the bangle was pretty and wanted a look. If you didn’t want me to, you could’ve just said so… why did you push me?” The music screeched to a halt. All eyes were on us. For the past seven years, any woman who dared to challenge me was thrown out of this estate without a second thought. I once shoved a movie star's head into a freezing fountain in front of all of Chicago. She had tried to climb into Santino’s bed. "What's wrong?" Santino pushed through the crowd, pulling Fiora into his arms. He looked down at an extremely faint red mark on the back of Fiona's hand, his brows knitting together at once.

Don move closer to Mrs Benson and whispered into her left ear to please watch over Mrs Collins and make sure not to fight with her, while Mrs Benson smile and promise Don she'll try her best by doing what he asked. Henry get up and he destroyed the chair he was seating on with leg, he gave Don part of the broken chair and he also pick one. Henry told Don that this is the only weapon they can use to defend themselves for now from any zombies they might come across.

My hands and feet are tied. “Just stay there,” a voice says. Maybe my emotions are muted, but the sound of that voice still puts a knot in my stomach. Cherry. She’s going to kill me. I inhale sharply. It’s one thing to die. It’s another to know that this bitch won. I struggle against Duct tape I’m tied up with. “Cut that out,” a male voice says. “Let me up,” I say. “I want to see you both.” “Let’s just sit her up,” the man says, obviously to Cherry. “If you promise to sit there and don’t move.”

Only Cherry can get away with that. Don sighed, "I'll talk to my staff later. Forget what happened and enjoy your drinks, Babycakes. It's on the house." Cherry extinguished her cigarette and said, "Alright, then. Come on, Crystabella, let's enjoy some free drinks." She turned and walked towards a table. Ixora shot a glare at Don Dillon, then followed her twin to the table. "What's happening between you and Don Dillon?" she asked as soon as she sat down.

I bit down on my lips as my eyes raked all over her body stopping on her nipples that were already poking her dress "I have just one request, and that's if you want your wife to be happy," Cherry said softly making my brow crease. Her hand rested firmly on my shoulder as she swirled her ass on my cock making a deep grunt tear out of my throat "Which is?" "That you'll make sure she'll never get to see the kids again. She doesn't deserve the have Donovan's blood. You know I...I...," She paused swallowing hard. "I can be a better mother than her," Cherry bit out making my heart swell up with joy

He could not shake the feeling that a cat must have caught Stanley’s tongue. Jerry did not see the woman’s glare. Larry who was seated behind her also was not aware of that. However, Tony noticed it and he reckoned he needed to step up his plan. Jerry was about to say something when Zack showed up. The event ended on that note. “Husband, we won so much,” Cherry said as she rose to her feet, seizing this opportunity to struggle free from his hold on her. Having his arm wrapped tightly around her made her nervous and anxious. She turned to regard him and gestured to the pile of money in front of her as if intending to ingratiate the man.

Only Silvia and I remained in the underground garage. She slowly turned around, her gaze cutting into me like a knife. After staring at me for a few seconds, she suddenly chuckled. "Don't think that just because Lorenzo spared you, this is over. I alone get to be Donna, so you'd better give up on that idea!" With that, she walked away haughtily. As she passed by me, she deliberately flicked her hair. The ends of her hair struck my face.