Novel & Cerita Protagonista Desvergonzado

In a way, I am grateful for my brief moment of stupidity. “I don’t know if it was brief or a lifetime of stupidity.” Convel links. “Shut it mutt.” That’s the other good thing, well maybe not so much, but Convel is back to himself now. He continues to be the most irritating companion I have ever had. “Hey, I heard that dumb dumb.” “You were supposed to hear it.”

A voice crackled through the line—smooth, calm, and utterly unfamiliar. "I see you found the safe house, Mr. Drakov," the stranger said. "Don't worry about the tea getting cold. I had a feeling you wouldn't stay for long. You can run from your enemies, but you cannot run from the Sinner. I am Il Pecatore." ------------------------------------

Cristiano corrected smoothly. The word slid from his tongue with a lazy, deliberate smirk—pure provocation. Siena wrinkled her nose, shaking her head at his infuriating stubbornness. He was standing alone in enemy territory, surrounded by men who thirsted for his blood, yet not a trace of fear touched his face. His eyes were calm. Cold. Almost bored. And worse—he wasn’t merely unafraid. He was provoking the Pakhan. With nothing but his arrogance and unshakable dominance, Cristiano Vitelli stood there like a king, daring executioners to kneel.

Together, they would stand against the forces of corruption and betrayal that threatened to tear their family apart. As he gathered his allies and prepared to confront his enemies, Antonio felt a sense of determination wash over him. He knew that the road ahead would be long and difficult, but he was ready to face whatever challenges came his way. For he was Antonio Valencia, the heir to the Valencio estate, and he would not rest until his family's honor had been restored and their legacy secured for generations to come.

“If you want forgiveness, prove it. Crawl.” A horrified murmur spread through the crowd. Some of the ex-guards hesitated, their pride still clinging to them. But the warden—driven by sheer desperation—dropped onto his hands and knees, dragging himself across the pavement like a worm. Jade felt a shiver run down her spine. Not out of fear, but at the sheer weight of what Ceynol had become. Not just a businessman. Not just a man protecting his family. A force that crushed those who crossed him. Ceynol watched with cold amusement as the warden’s knees scraped against the rough pavement, his expensive suit tearing apart at the seams.

"You're funny Mr.Hale, aren't you informed that at the age of seventeen I'm an orphan and got adopted by Ferdinand Desanto your biggest rival." My eyes widened because of what Brigor said. Ferdinand Desanto is an Italian business tycoon, he owns the biggest organization around the world. "B-but why?" "Remember I'm not one of your family or slave, I'm your adversary." Brigor stood up and signals me to do the same, but I didn't. "Let's go, what are you waiting for?" Brigor asked me. I rolled my eyes at him and faced his Dad. "I'm sorry for your son's inappropriate actions, Uncle." I apologized on behalf of Brigor.

Sergio repeated calmly and he nodded as tears streamed down his face. "Yes, anything. My actions are unforgivable, and I am willing to pay the price. I will surrender everything—my pride, my freedom, my wealth. I will be your slave and your loyal servant, bound to your will. I deeply regret my attempt to usurp your power and claim the throne that rightfully belongs to you. Your throne is yours by right, and I was mistaken to ever think I could take it. Only grant me your mercy, Don Sergio, and I will spend the rest of my days making amends"

Don't worry princess, I won't have the same fun without you. I had to sort out some things with the Drugs Trade, that's why I travelled down here. These stupid Mexicans really shouldn't have fucked with me. Stealing my stuff. They should have thought better before messing with Zayn Valente. I like the hunt. I like the challenges. Throw me one and I will tear the world apart to prove you wrong. And I did you fucking Mexicans. Let's see if Jorge Santo can do without his lovely wife. What a shame she is tied in one of my bedroom's.

“What a joke!” Carvalho said arrogantly, “I’ve always been an upright person, and I’ve acted righteously all my life. I’ve never done anything to harm anyone. So, don’t you even think of placing the responsibility and blame for someone else’s sin on me! I’ll still be innocent and not guilty even if you were to place me in front of all the police officers all over the world!”

And naturally, this ugly sight were watched by everyone on the Square and also it was broadcasted live, and for certain everyone were disgusted by such behaviour from the Baron. “ugh!…how unsightly……so this is the Baron….that had been oppressing us all this time?….this coward?!….I can’t believed it!…”.(Mival Wigan) “Look at it….is that a true noble?…is that how it is…I am just fine, being a common man…”.(Salazar Wigan) “I can’t believed he even abandoned his family…for himself…..what a disgrace…”.(Annabele Agosto)