Novel & Cerita Regrets Of The Don

She whispered: “Mommy, why does that man's face look so red?” I smoothed her damp hair back. “Because he threw away the best thing he ever had, and now it's too late for regrets.” The red in Dante's face went toward purple. Humiliated by a civilian in front of everyone. Exposed by a five-year-old. Whatever was left of his dignity crumbled. “Mia. Don't push me.” He stepped forward fast, hand reaching for my arm. “A Moretti woman doesn't just leave for whoever she—” His hand didn't reach me.

The second I had those divorce papers in hand, I felt lighter than air. I walked right past Enzo without a glance and headed for the door. Halfway there, he grabbed my wrist. I turned around. He looked terrible. Dark circles. Bloodshot eyes. Begging. "Sofia, give me one more chance... I can do better. You'll see." I shook him off. Smiled. "Mr. Romano, what are you talking about? We're divorced. No more chances."

He ran and ran, and he never got any closer. Then, at the edge of the territory, right at the border, he stopped. He couldn't go any further. He'd made the Alpha command himself. Let her go. He stood in the middle of the road under the moonlight and threw his head back and howled one last time. Then he fell to the ground and didn't get back up. I turned around and put both hands on my stomach and closed my eyes. "I'm sorry, baby," I whispered. "I'm so sorry." That was the last time I saw Lucien Blackwood for five years.

of his raised every hair on my body. "Start over?" I laughed coldly. "For those whole five years you were tangled up with Romina behind my back. Start over from what, exactly?" I stared into his eyes and said it word by word. "Go back to being your mistress? Back to being your kept canary?" The color drained from Orlando's face. "You said it yourself, esteemed Don, Don Hale. Ahead of love comes the family's interests." "Romina's the one worthy of standing beside a Don. Not me."

"I'll give you all of the Marlowe family's territory! Call it my apology. I'm begging you, come back to me!" "If you won't, I'd rather die right here!" His face was soaked in tears of regret, and the words he screamed carried the taste of blood. "You've become a laughingstock," I said. "Your seat as Don was already hanging by a thread." I spread my hands. "And here you are, wasting your time, begging me. The other Dons are ruthless wolves. Do you really think you can hold your territory?" "I can't speak for the rest." I fired my last shot. "But I'd bet my life that right now, my father is swallowing your territory whole."

"So she's the traitor from back then. I didn't even recognize her in that getup." "The Don treated her so well, gave her endless riches, and she went and sold out the family anyway. She walked him right into the enemy's trap. He nearly died." "If the Donna hadn't caught the leak in time, the Castellanos might have been wiped out." "Tsk, she had it coming. A woman like that, forget paying, I wouldn't take her even for free." I listened to their grating words, my chest heaving. Because I'd come today only to do the job my boss assigned me, not to stand there being priced and judged.

“Discharge me from the hospital the moment my sickness seems a mite relieved. There’s no reason to spend my last days bound to a hospital bed, right? I would miss the sun. I want to go back to Ayashe—I want to return to the place where I started, you see. “And if… he has any conscience left in him, he should keep me company until the end of my road. Oh, how I wish I’d be able to live long enough to see the birth of my great-grandchild…” Soon, news of Don’s return to Ayashe came to Jackson and Mark. It illustrated how fickle a person’s life starts to become after they passed a certain age; when one’s old, one could never tell when it would be their last day. Alejandro was with Don on the latt

I shifted uncomfortably under his intense gaze. “Alina, there is one thing that I learned from my mistakes is that time doesn't turn back. Once it's gone, it's gone. I've already regretted a lot of my decisions that I made towards the people who…” he gulped before continuing, “who meant the world to me because I was selfish. I can never make the same mistake again. My business is established. One or two days away from work won't ruin anything for me. But if I'm not there when I'm supposed to be there for my son and my wi—” he paused before correcting himself, “the mother of my child, it could create serious damage and regrets that I don't ever want to face again.”

The scars from those attacks still haunted me, a constant reminder of the danger that lurked in the shadows. Liam's voice broke the tense silence, his tone cold and unyielding. "Your regret won't undo the damage you've done, or the lives you've endangered. You will face the consequences of your choices." The Don lowered his head, seemingly resigned to his fate. "I know. I am ready to accept whatever punishment the committee deems fit." As much as I wanted to lash out in anger, I knew that the committee would ensure justice was served. The truth had been unveiled, and the consequences of the Don's actions would be severe.

He ordered and immediately she was hoisted up and carried away. Maria was proving to be a hard nut to crack. It was going to take time to get it out of her. That was if she was just lying about aborting his only way out. The feeling of emptiness had not left the Don, like she said it was all he wanted back when he was stupid. He thought that being the Don was the best thing that could happen to him, there it was and still he wasn't enjoying it. He killed his entire family all for nothing, a cold blooded killer or not, one had to regret their actions and he had a lot of those regrets. One of them was his failure to get the right heir to the throne. *****