Pinocchios Dads Name Novels & Stories

His dad was nothing I expected. Since we were kids, growing up in the same neighbourhood I always thought our mom’s dated the same brand of men. Glaring red flags who are playboys and definitely trouble. In a way I was right. His dad is Lorenzo Romano, the Lorenzo Romano. Owner of three five star Hotels in New York and various clubs and casinos. But outside the tabloids, in the whispers he is the leader of the new York mafia, the ‘don’. I shiver, I don’t blame Matteo as his girlfriend. Can you imagine telling your girlfriend that your father is the head of one of the strongest crime syndicate and which you may be the sole heir? Fucking crazy. But as his childhood best friend I am wounded.

"Huhn Gianna?" She was scared to hear this now; something told her this was going to shatter everything she believed in. "I'll tell you anyway." He chuckled at her reluctance. "My father worked for your father, Gianna," he breathed, "a mere soldier for the great George Venditti. loved his boss even more than his wife, even though she was everything he had, her and his son, that was me, I was five." She looked at the walls, hoping to find the camera that had been planted in the room.

He said. “What?." I asked feeling somewhat elated. “It turns out my mum had her own secrets. My dad's name was Christopher, he was a bartender and he probably died broke." I didn't know why but I bursted out in laughter. He stood up from his chair and morphed in front of me. “What is so funny?." He asked looking amused. “I dunno why... But I just felt relieved that at least someone you knew didn't have exaggerated amounts of money." I said and then his smile faded.

He glanced at Poppy after smiling at Chloe. “Hi, Poppy. I’m Faith’s dad. You can call me Uncle Ace for now.” Daddy also offered his hand, but Poppy responded with another bow. There were no comments from my parents, except that Mommy seemed delighted with Poppy, unable to take her eyes off her since earlier, a broad smile on her face.

Enjoy! A D O N I S - D E L L U C C I Age ✓ 31 years old Nationality✓ Italian Nickname✓ Donnie- DD Tag✓ Heir to the Dellucci empire Position✓ First grandson Parent✓ grandparents and Father Siblings✓ Ronnie Dellucci (25yrs) Behaviour✓ cold, aloof, Pokerface Relationship✓ once engaged Education ✓ All degrees cleared C A I T R O N A B A L B O A

He was Vincenzo De Santis, Ace's father. "Dad," Ace acknowledged him. "What are you doing here?", He asked as his father made his way towards us. "It was urgent. We received a letter. Your mother found it on our bed." Vincenzo said, removing a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Ace. "Chris," Vincenzo smiled at my father, "It's been a while." "Agreed." My father returned the smile and turned to and Daniella, "Meet my daughter, Alexia", He said pointing to me "—and my other daughter, Daniella." He continued pointing to Daniella.

I told my dad. "Hmmm… That will be a bit hard not to say. You know that some members might call me by my real name. But okay, I'll stick to my nickname Vincenzo. In fact, I can help you with your plan. You're more important to me than any businesses in the mob," my dad said with a heartwarming smile. He's really the best dad ever. I gave him a bear hug, and he chuckled, imitating Santa Claus' laugh. That's a bit funny actually. "You're really weird, Dad. But I love you," I laughed at him.

He caught his father’s eyes based on what I remember, but it didn’t recognize him because he had his own family in another country. That's why papa's name and surname are what mama used for him. Gideon Noel Galvez Jr. He was two years older than Cohen. "He's asleep, carried by Loren. I'll put him to sleep in my room first so you can play later when he's awake, huh?" My answer. He smiled and nodded at me. "Hi! You're Gino, right? You're so good looking!" Lea came in with some paper bags with Chanel and D&G Junior brands. Gino was stunned by him, this was not their first meeting but anyone who could actually see Loren's sister would be amazed.

He wasn’t above killing her, though, if she wouldn’t stop. “I’m trusting you Giovanni.” His dad took a sip of his coffee and nodded his head at the newspaper. “I was watching you two last night, you know. You guys look like you have settled your differences? At least for the moment.” “I guess. Maybe that was steaming from our dads?” Donatello raised his brow to his son and Vinny just smiled. “Uncle Tony is your underboss, when you got with mom, did he ever say anything to you?”

Gian argued with him. “No, we are a strong family because my seven brothers and my two sisters and their children and families and countless other friends and distant relatives have all pledged fealty to Rin. A family is only as strong as their weakest link and you are weak, Gian. Do you know what all of your cousins call you behind your back?” Sonny eyed his only son critically. “They don’t call me anything. They wouldn’t dare.” Rin laughed out loud, “Dad, they all call you Paperino.”