Regrets Of The Don Novels & Stories

“I did not ask to see the Don himself just to exchange and we parted ways. Surely you are not that stupid to think this will go your own way or whichever you had in mind.” I didn't watch a lot of movies. But I've seen scenes like this, scenes where the captor backtracked. Sneaky asshole! My knees were beginning to ache from crouching, so I lowered my knees onto the floor taking a kneeling position. “What do you really want?” I could hear the exasperated sigh in Carlo's voice. “It pains me that you do not recognize me, Don,” the man sighed. “I'm supposed to recognize you?” My target laughed but it held no real humor. “You hurt my feelings, Don. But again, I understand a man with a deadly repu

He ran his fingers through his tousled hair as his gaze moved to a photo frame resting on his desk. Inside was a cherished image of him standing beside his beautiful wife and their precious daughter, a snapshot of happiness that felt bittersweet. He gently brushed his thumb over Reina's smiling face, then lingered on the tender expression of his wife, a wave of regret washing over him. "I'm sorry, mi amor," Don Santiago murmured, a note of sorrow in his voice. Memories from the past suddenly flooded his mind, haunting him. Before his marriage with Reina's mother, for his pride as a Don, he had been entangled in an intimate affair with the daughter of a man who was deeply indebted to him.

My anger was building and turning into pure rage. “I never even wanted this!! I only did it for you! Because Paul wouldn’t! He should have been the one taking all the risks not me!! Now. As you can see here I’ve been generous. You will still receive a salary. And you don’t have to do shit. I want to make sure mom is taken care of. Basically we will be switching salaries. I’ll take yours and you mine. You’ll still receive royalty’s. You will be recognized as former Don. You can tell Pen you had a change of heart and decided it had to stay in the family … and go to me like it always was supposed to .. I really don’t care what you tell him. Other than that it says you are signing the business o

He laughed again, bright and beautiful, like a real Angel. Tony watched him go, already counting the days. The Don stayed behind. But his heart just boarded a flight. To America. **

Grace appeared to be clueless “The Don” Ben said and almost laughed when he saw how her eyes looked like they would fall off from their socket “The Don?” She asked “I dont know what you are talking about. I have no enemy and I dont know who the Don is” she added, even if that was true, the fact that she said she didn't know the Don would make anyone raise their eyebrows, everyone knew who the Don was “Perhaps I should refresh your mind a little “ he said as he wondered why she pretended the Don hadn't just make her experience what he thought was the worst moment of her life

My voice was steady. "He does, Luna." The sheriff hesitated for a moment. "He… has turned into a wolf. He now howls at Lena’s grave day and night, refusing to let anyone near." "He said… he wrongly blamed Lena. He said he was the biggest fool in the world." I braced my arms against the table, my shoulders trembling as tears streamed down like broken beads. My Lena… her injustice had finally been avenged. But she was no longer in this world.

SLAP! “Fu***ng bastard! ” I screamed, my voice trembling with rage. A red handprint bloomed on his cheek, but he didn’t even flinch. Instead, he stood there, his eyes filled with desperate longing. “Can you come back?" he pleaded, his voice breaking. “Come back to what?" I shot back, my words like venom. “This is the path you chose, Cole! Don’t tell me you regret it now.” “Yes, I regret it! ” he blurted out, the raw emotion in his voice catching me off guard. “I never thought I’d feel this way, but I do. I regret everything. I regret driving you away.” I froze, momentarily stunned. This was Cole, proud, arrogant Cole.

He read about how I researched cooking the best foods to nourish them back to health, only for them to complain about how disgusting it was… Ever since I rescued them, all my grievances had finally come to light. Raffaello dug his nails into his palms as if trying to punish himself. His palms started bleeding, but he insisted on finishing my diary. When he finished the last page, he finally broke down, sobbing, "I was wrong, Grace! Oh so wrong! I… I can't even do anything, it's all too late!" No matter how much he regretted it, I was gone. I could no longer come back. I could no longer pull him into my arms and gently pat his back to console him. There was never going to be another Grace in

His gun was still at his hip. "You can shoot me and drag my corpse back with you," I said, my body trembling but my voice steady. "Otherwise, I'm not going anywhere." I would rather die than go back to him. He seemed to finally understand. "Why? Why have you changed?" "Because I regret it," I said, the shadow of my first death chilling my bones. "I wish to God I'd never joined the Blackthorn family. I wish to God I'd never met you."

Tears spilled down his face at once. "Will you please come home with me, Lydia? I know I was wrong. I regret it now. I didn't know you were the one who saved me. It was all Serena's fault for impersonating you! I've broken her hands and sent her to prison. I avenged you. Please forgive me, okay?" he pleaded. People were shocked to see the once untouchable Don humbling himself to this extent. I remained where I was, calm as if I were looking at a complete stranger. "This is a private exhibition, Mr. La Rosa. Entry is by invitation only."