Leo X Donnie Novels & Stories

Nevertheless, judging from today’s scene, his status in the great Country H was still great. Why would he do such a thing? Yvonne was perplexed at that moment. She and Chris walked to the reception room entrance under the push of the members of the Xavier family. “Come in!” An indifferent voice came from the reception room. Chris and Yvonne entered the room together. Meanwhile, Chris did not dare to raise his head at all. Instead, he just held a carefully selected gift in both of his hands. He then bowed and said, “Nice to meet you, Chief Instructor! I’m Chris Leo from the Leo family from Hong Kong!

Donnie says to both Alex and Xane. Alex walks over and slams my locker shut in front of me. “Can you hear me nice and clear now freak?” He asks. I just stand in silence. I don’t make eye contact I just stare at the floor. Suddenly Donnie comes out of nowhere and throws me against the lockers. “Trying to be smart with us? It’s not going to work Saunders!” Donnie shouts in my face. I slowly look up and my eyes lock onto his. I have no other words to say to him other than…

And from the way Leo just nods to her statement and smiles back, I am sure he is smart enough to know that Crystal is just being nice to him and not the other way round. “Hey mate, you must be Dante, I suppose?” Leo asks, now looking at Dante. Dante is staring back at him with furrowed brows, like he is trying to figure out something about Leo. Suddenly, his eyes spark up like he just remembered something. “You are that guy from business admin that broke Nick Martinez’s nose at Darren's party.” Dante finally speaks, a wide smile spread all over his face as he removes his elbows resting on the counter. “In the flesh.” Leo laughs, “And he deserved it.” He stretches forth his hand to Dante, “I'

Luckily, his gaze swiftly switched to Massimo. "Our dear Don of All Dons, I don't believe we've had the pleasure of meeting face to face before," Leo said humbly. To Elena's great surprise, he got down on one knee and bowed his head. "I am Consigliere Leo Morello, at your service." Massimo's eyes twitched in annoyance. "I'm aware of who you are, and if you were more aware of me, you'd know I'm not one for theatrics."

His eyes darted to Ethan and he added, “Luna.” “He definitely did. You were pretty fast back there, Leo,” I said. It wasn’t often that I gave Leo compliments so they were a bit rusty coming out. “I’m Speedy Gonzalez,” Leo said as he puffed out his chest. “Mm-hmm,” I rolled my eyes. “Anyway, I wanted to thank you guys for having my back in there.” “Any time,” Odis said. “It’s kind of my job,” Leo shrugged and Darci nodded. Ethan reached for the handle and opened the door for me. When I was seated, he closed the door and turned back to Odis, Darci, and Leo.

Hearing the door open, Elena screamed, scrambled off him in a panic, and grabbed a shirt to cover her body, her face flushing red as she explained: "Ivy! Don't... don't misunderstand! The Don is injured. I... I was just helping him dress the wound on his chest!" Alexander frowned. He hadn't even bothered to push Elena away. He looked up at me, his eyes showing the annoyance of being interrupted. "Aren't you in the middle of a divorce tantrum? Why did you chase me all the way to the boat?" I let out a cold laugh and threw the file onto the table. "What? If I didn't come, how would I know that treating the Don’s wound requires a bikini?"

Leo is not a push over. "No"

said Leo. Donny smirked, “But I didn’t hear either of you say I didn’t have a chance. I’ll call you in November.” “Looking forward to it. Leo, you’d better walk the straight and narrow. You’ve got some serious competition,” Amber teased. “Please don’t encourage him. He gets into enough trouble as it is. Don’t let him drive your Porsche either. He already side swiped a street sign and cost me a pretty penny.” Donny sighed, “It was one time. And there was a whole gaggle of ducks in the road. I wouldn’t have been able to live with myself if I'd flattened that duck family.”

The heart that had beaten for Damon for five years was slowly dying. "Go ahead and cry," Leo said, draping a towel over my shoulders. "It will make you feel better." "I won't cry for him," I said, my voice raw like sandpaper. "He's not worth it." But the tears fell anyway. Leo's private doctor cleaned my wound. The bullet had torn right through the scar I'd gotten from saving Damon the first time. I snatched a scalpel from the tray beside me and aimed it at the wound. "What are you doing?" Leo grabbed my wrist.

I shrieked, rushing forward. Dante kicked the back of Leone's knee, forcing the latter to fall hard onto the concrete. "Leone's only five and he's already learned how to ruin the famiglia's lifeline! He'll be the death of us all if he isn't taught a lesson today! He'll have to kneel here until he confesses his mistakes! Get the Donna out of here!" "Leone! Leone!" I yelled as the two muscular bodyguards grabbed me and dragged me away—the last thing I saw was Leone's small silhouette swaying unsteadily under the scorching sun.