Leonardo Dicaprio Parents Novels & Stories

“DIVORCE SHAKES CASTELLO DYNASTY: WHAT’S NEXT FOR THE HEIR?” I skimmed through it quickly. His parents divorced when he was fifteen. His father, a business tycoon, gained full custody. His mother disappeared from the public eye, leaving Alexandro behind. I swallowed hard and clicked on another link. “TRAGIC LOSS: RENOWNED BUSINESS MOGUL LEONARDO CASTELLO DIES AT 52” Died? My stomach twisted as I read further.

“My dad said I should’ve refused the stuff he bought for Kitty-Kat. He’s angry that I walked him out. He wanted to know what we talked about alone outside as if I’m a child who can’t be trusted. I’m supposed to tell Leonardo he’s not welcome if he ever shows up again.” “Why?” I bounce the ball with the bat. “Dad said he comes from a bad family and that he’s only doing business with them because he doesn’t have a choice.” “Don’t you believe your dad?” “You know my dad is overprotective. I looked Leonardo Sebastian Franco up on G****e. There wasn’t a lot of personal information, only that his family owns tons of businesses in Metro Manila and abroad. They donate shitloads of money to charity.

I didn't understand why he had said that. “Don't be disrespectful”. said Luciano, Leonardo's father. “Until you finally do and say what you want, Leo”. I always heard comments about him being the black sheep of the family, but he just wanted to have a life of his own and follow his convictions, that's not bad, I think.

she whispered and Jordan replied with an agreeing hum. “But in his case, Leonardo did that because he didn't want to be a part of the mafia world. Leonardo's father, Emiliano Fernandez, is the Don of the Italian Mafia — a clan which, as at then, was the biggest Mafia empire ever known in all of Italy and countable parts of the world.

a female candidate said. Liana also looked very curious about Claire and Sean's presence there. However, their curiosity was answered shortly after they heard Sean shouting loudly and calling out, "Daddy." "Daddy." The little boy ran to Felix and Felix happily picked up his son quickly and kissed him affectionately on the cheek. Not only was Sean kissed on the cheek but then the handsome CEO also landed a sweet peck on his wife's lips. "Wow! Is that not his son and wife?" the short-haired participant guessed but looked amazed at the scene they had just witnessed.

“Yeah… I came to ask Derek what he wanted for breakfast.” Derek leaned casually against the headboard, looking perfectly composed, while I stood there with my stepfather’s load dripping out of me. Mom didn’t seem to notice anything strange. “That’s sweet of you, honey. Actually, I have some news.” She walked further into the room. “My old friend Elena is getting married today. I completely forgot to mention it. It’s a bit last-minute, but I have to attend. I’ll be gone most of the afternoon and probably into the evening.”

“He used to be kind. He loved everything around him, the music, the books, the sunlight. His parents raised him to see the beauty in things.” “What were they like? His parents... were they Mafia too?” She held her breath, waiting. She had nothing on him, knew nothing about Domenico. If she could understand the boy who played the piano, she might understand the man who held the gun, just a little. “His father was a man of honor, the second in command of the Veronesi clan,” Emilio continued, his eyes glazing over as he reached back into the past. “Our Lady’s father trusted him more than anyone. He was the backbone of the organization, the shadow that kept the Veronesi name standing. He…”

Luigino walks toward his son, holds him under his ears, and looks him in the eyes. "Listen to me, Leo." Leo shakes his head and cannot look his father in the eyes. "Leonardo Marchetti! Look at me, listen to me!" With bloodshot eyes, he looks straight unto his father's determined eyes. "No matter what happens… protect this family at all cost."

Professor Adrian Blackthorne. And my stomach dropped. Zia blinked. “Wait. Blackthorne?” Raina’s mouth fell open. “As in… Lucian Blackthorne?” I couldn’t breathe. Lucian’s father. Lucian’s fucking father. I was staring at the man who made Lucian. And he was staring back at me like he wanted to destroy me just to see what I looked like broken. WEREWOLF LINEAGE & BLOOD RIGHTS. The way he wrote it…

"Congratulations." "How is that a scam?" Emma folded her arms and leaned against the bathroom door. "Lia." "Hmm?" "Let's use the little common sense God gave us." Lia narrowed her eyes immediately. "I already don't like where this conversation is going." Emma raised a finger. "The sole heir of the De Luca family." A second finger joined the first. "The son of the infamous Il Re Nero (The Dark King)." A third finger followed. "The future Don of the richest and most feared Mafia family in the whole world."