Novel & Cerita No More The Don's Broken Doll

I muttered looking around, “I'll get a doll for you” “A doll?” I asked and he nodded “Why?” “Cause a doll can make you smile, also I want when you look at the doll you can remember me, the last time I bought you a necklace you took it off the next day I hope you don't throw this away too” Immediately he said that I felt so bad, I remembered that I didn't throw it away but instead Jade took it, I guess he must have thrown it away.

“He’s not just any doll, Derek. He’s mine.” He leaned forward, elbows on the table, and stared into the amber swirl of his drink. “I let him play free for few years. But you know what I realized?” “What?” Derek asked, slightly entertained. Carlos looked up, eyes gleaming. “Dolls can’t survive without their owners. They always break.” There was a silence, broken only by the faint hum of music from the floor below. Derek studied Carlos for a moment, then smirked. “So, what now? You’re planning to get your doll back?”

Donald said with a very shaking voice This time, Mr Caleb raise up his eyes to see the awkward countenance of Donald He gently keep his pen down while his eyes was fixed on Donald Donald look away to avoid eye contact with Mr Caleb "What is wrong with you Donald" Mr Caleb asked faintly Donald was silent as he still look away from Mr Caleb "Can you just tell me what is actually wrong with you?" Mr Caleb said again after being kept silent by Donald Donald slowly lift his hand with the broken wrist watch "I bumped into someone and this fell off. I was asked to take it and pay for it" Donald explained while sobbing profusely

Everyone in the mafia world whispered the same story. The Don of the Santoro family had been with his fiancée for seven years, and she died in a car accident. After her death, he wrote a 10,000-word confession by hand and set up a rescue foundation in her name, saying it was to remember her. He filled the mansion with roses and told everyone they had been my favorite. But only I knew that I had never loved roses, and he had never truly paid attention to what I liked or disliked. Back in Valdoria, Mamma saw the injuries on my body and pulled me into her arms, heartbroken. "You're our precious daughter. How could you let yourself end up like this over a man?"

to "let her go" I remembered a time when I was at headquarters and overheard Elena saying to him, "Don, Mrs. Rivera has been watching romantic dramas lately. Do you think one day she might start arguing with you like a female lead in a romance drama and ask for a divorce?" She then added, "If it ever gets to that point, just ignore her. Once she realizes how cruel the outside world is, she'll come back to you crying and apologizing." He probably thought the same thing now.

"When you were looking at that magazine, your eyes were glued to this ring. Couldn't look away." "So I bought it for you." There was a smile playing at the corner of his mouth. He had no idea I'd only stared at the ring so he could pay off his debt faster. The cold of the diamond crept up my finger and into my chest. I shivered. But he didn't need my help. Did he? The voice on the phone had just called him Don. The Angelo I knew was a broke kid drowning in mob debt. What a joke. "Three whole years," My voice came out cold. "A Don playing dirt-poor with me. Was it fun?"

The familiar screen appeared again, displaying the same words—anger and damage. Donovan didn't say a single word. Instead, he simply looked around the grand hall, studying his surroundings with curiosity. "Alright. Let's begin," Felix continued. The same little girl from before appeared, selling her roses with the same pure, innocent smile. Donovan slowly bent down and gave her an eerie grin. "Alright. I will buy a rose from you. However, in exchange, you have to give me a gift," he said. The girl blinked. "What gift do you want?"

“The iron door of the warehouse creaked as the guards made room for Donn. The full moon illuminated the empty space and it shone brightly on a man whose facial features were barely recognizable. Blood and hair were more visible than any other debris stuck to his face. Both his hands were chained against two pools pulling apart and his knees were buried against the cold concrete which had most of his missing parts! Donn walked closer and in the process stepped on his finger nails. Some were pulled apart with a chunk of flesh still attached to it. The floor surrounding his knees also had water from the soaking before electrocution. All that was now left of the man was a twinkle of life, the pa

Alcina saw it and their reactions, ‘Quindi si tratta di questo, il grande Don non c'è più, questo eNoame relitto jibbering che si incazza, questo è il tuo futuro? Sei cieco? Chi di voi sarà la sua infermiera che lo pulirà come un bambino? Bene? Voi sciocchi, è pazzo non riuscite a vederlo? Non hai alcun cervello? I Miei uomini sono fuori, nessuno di voi se ne andrà vivo. Metti giù le tue pistole e liberami o muori’ [So it comes to this, the great Don is no more, this huge jibbering wreck pissing himself, this is your future? Are you blind? Which one of you will be his Nursemaid cleaning him up like a baby? Well? You fools, he is insane can you not see it? Have you no brains at all? My men a

“Alright, hurry up.” Donna gave her Barbie doll to Tony. “Take care of Elisa for me, Tony. I’ll be right back.” After using the bathroom, Donna fixed her hair and got ready to leave. But she accidentally bumped into someone in the corner and fell down. “Oh no.” Alpha Kilian heard the noise and saw the pretty little girl on the ground. He walked towards her.