Replaced By His Capo I Left The Don Novels & Stories

“Seven years went by and my empire was at the cusp of crumbling to the ground. I was all set to give up my throne, when one day, unexpectedly a man walked into my office with his bodyguards, all huge and ready for battle. I instantly reached for my gun, but when I scanned the face of the leader once again, my world stopped for a second. ‘Marcus?’ I asked him but he just came forward, extended his hand to me and spoke- ‘Now It’s Don Quisito, Sir’ I shook his hand in disbelief, because the scrawny little boy who once waited for my orders had become the Capo Di Capi of the Italian mafia. I thought that he too had come back to take down the rest of my empire, but he did the exact opposite. He he

Melchior was asking one of the capos in the judge seats. The capo from the West stood up and he explained, “Honestly, I don’t even realize that it was fake. It is also my bad for not confirming about that to Lady Lusiana. Therefore, I beg for my apology. If only I knew that it was illegal, I would not take it. We have always been in a good term and relation. And I do hope that we can always be good partnership.” The capo from the West bowed.

Bloody hell. “Roger, capo (Roger, boss,),” Domenico replied, and my men disappeared within a blink. I noted that candy fucker Rory turned his head behind and noticed if they were being followed. I wanted to laugh at him, you both weren’t only being followed but also being watched and planned in the trap.

I hesitated for a while before I took it and we walked out of the warehouse while Lorenzo followed from behind. “Assign a new dealer to replace the idiot who tried to steal from me.” “Yes, boss.” Lorenzo said and we all got into the car. The drive back to the mansion was quiet and my mind screamed ‘murderer’ whenever I looked at him. “Can I please go to my room now?” I asked as Don Antonio took a second sip from his glass of wine. “You're not leaving.” He answered planely as he stood up and walked towards me. I struggled to keep my head high because he was shirtless and his body was tempting.

My shoulder slams against the metal wall, and I bite back a cry of pain. "Hold steady!" The Capo shouts from the front seat. Blue Eyes doesn't even flinch. He shifts his gaze to me, his calm demeanor still intact and unnerving. "Do you even know what you've stumbled into?" What?! "Do you think the den of Edmondo is more peaceful for you?" He continues then smirks. "You haven't read the tales of Edmondo before he became a Don and after, have you?" I stare at him with a pounding heart. My pounding heart. I watch him pull the La Rosa ring from his pocket again. Papà's ring. The ring of the Don of the La Rosa Empire. He holds it up.

{"You are my fucking blood, Luciano Romano. You know I'm not a huge fan of trust" Luciano wanted peace to reign. He didn't want to have issues with his cousin. The only person that took him and his siblings in, rather than murdering them just like he'd done to their father. “Okay allora, va bene, Don. Mi dispiace di essermi avvicinato a lei. Non succederà più." {"Okay then, fine, Don. I’m sorry I went close to her. It won't happen again."}

She’d spread a tale that Bob had killed Scarlett with Vito’s aid, and the video, paired with their existing disdain for him, made the set-up believable. “We’ll burn him alive,” the bald Capo declared, his voice cold and resolute. Rose nodded, her expression serene yet ruthless. “Do it,” she said, her gaze lingering on Vito’s writhing form as the Capos unchained him and dragged him away. She turned to the window, the last light of day bleeding into dusk. Power thrummed through her, a heady rush of triumph. She was the Don now—unquestioned, unstoppable.

“All the crap I’ve seen you and Dad do, and you want me to censor myself now? Not happening.” “This all feels very chaotic,” Caprice gave a laugh. “Caprice,” Carma quipped, “you’ll find out soon enough chaos follows Furio everywhere he goes. It’s part of being Don of the Matrone family. It was enough when he was Capo but now, he’s Don and it’s worse. Best to get used to it sooner rather than later.” “And he’s always going to be around,” Caprice gave him a glance before making wide eyes at Delfina who was hugging her water to her chest.

"I don't care if you want to push me or hate me. I have all the time in the world to make up for that." I paused, the backs of my eyes burning. Oh my god, I'm Capo cosa nostra. I can't cry. "As long as you stay with me. Through all this together."

Instead, he recited Leo's identity with chilling precision. "Leo Lovera. Your father died when you were five. Your widowed mother remarried twice, but both marriages ended in divorce. Five years ago, you became an associate of the Orlen Family. Three years ago, you secured the arms deal with the Colombian suppliers and rose to capo. Since then, two million three hundred fifty-one thousand six hundred dollars passed through your accounts." Leo swallowed hard. Since joining the Orlen Family, no one but his mother knew his past in such detail.