Kono Dio Da Face Novels & Stories

“Riley, make sure you listen to this.” She nodded. “Alright. I will.” Then, she instructed the nurses to restrain my hands and feet tightly. They were preparing to administer the anesthetic and sterilize the area when Leo suddenly rushed in. He smiled as he grabbed Riley’s hand. “Riley, can I do the surgery to restore Carter’s face? After all, I hold the title of deputy director here. I’ve never actually performed a real surgery, and people won’t respect me otherwise. Besides, we’re all family, aren’t we? Even if something goes wrong, it’s fine. And you’ll be here too, Riley.”

Jax, on the other hand, is frowning. “Quite strange, but if it’s your face I’m seeing, then it’ll be great,” Jax said. Dione was stunned and turned off the video call. She slapped Jax’s arm. Jax’s phone was still raised to its face, so she couldn’t see its expression. “Hey, you! What are you talking about! I’m done explaining to you on how to use it. You can post any pictures you like now,” Dione said with a smile.

But to her surprise… Thomas frowned and said in a serious tone, “Did someone do something to your face, Diana?” ‘Huh?’ Diana was stunned but managed to react in time and said, “That is very perceptive of you, Mr. Mayo. You noticed that someone did something to my face in a glance. Your medical skills are not exaggerated indeed.” Thomas asked, “What was done to your face? Tell me.” Diana shrugged. “I went to a skincare clinic. The doctor there gave me a few jabs on my face and applied some ointment. That is all.”

"Ms. Aria, are you absolutely sure about this?" Inside the private clinic, the black-market doctor handed me the consent form with trembling hands. "Digging the GPS chip out of your neck, breaking and rebuilding your facial bones... You are so beautiful, why would you..." "Because I need to escape someone. Forever." I touched my face with a bitter smile and signed my name. When I walked out of the clinic, the blinding sunlight made me squint. Before I could take three steps, the familiar roar of engines echoed from the end of the street.

Except one. Dawn.

I don't even know how a person like me even became close friends with the man himself. Dario is known as the most feared man in the country but when I met him I had no fear at all. Dario kept himself hidden from the public. His face was shown quite a bit in the news but he didn't show up in front of the paparazzi or even interviews, he liked to be hidden.

Rex cried, Dilo’s movements so quick and precise it took him by surprise. “There is more topic we need to discuss before we arrive at the imperial capitol,” Dilo said, snatching the washcloth, and reapplying some of the soap before starting her work. “I can guarantee there will be many who know my face and name, I would say with certainty that I have no doubt crossed swords with many of their hierarchy over the years. How do you intend to work through that obstacle? Unlike Kiri, I cannot hide inside a necklace.”

“Watch this, Moa. This program compares facial features. I rewrote some of the code. If I upload Mommy and Uncle Diego’s photos, it’ll generate what their kid would look like. If the result looks like us… then Uncle Diego’s our dad!” Moa clapped with sparkling eyes. “Wow! You’re amazing, big bro!” “Hmph, piece of cake.” Though he was secretly thrilled, Koa played it cool. “Alright, let’s upload Mommy’s photo first, then Uncle Diego’s.” He easily pulled a front-facing photo of Briella from his files and clipped a clear shot of Diego from surveillance footage. As he clicked confirm, his hand trembled a little. Moa hugged his arm. “I’m nervous. What if Uncle Diego isn’t our daddy?”

Lily uttered "I think I know a drawing of my face when I see one, but I guess you didn't have Leonardo DiCaprio in mind when you drew this, the face you drew is not that of Leonardo DiCaprio but that of your one night stand guy, it's been weeks since that happened, why haven't you forgotten it yet?" Leonardo enquired

“I need a drink.” Carlo moves to the bar and pours a round of bourbon while Damiano matches Dario’s bet. The two men stare at each other for a while before Dario adds another two chips to the pile. “Fuck you,” Damiano mutters as he bows out. Dario starts to laugh as he gathers the chips, which has Damiano demanding, “Show us your hand.” Dario turns the cards over, and it’s the shittest hand I’ve ever seen. I pin my friend with a dangerous look. “Do you want to die tonight?” Dario just shrugs. “It’s all about the poker face, brother.”