Replaced By His Capo I Left The Don Novels & Stories

he says, a mix of irony and reproach in his tone. “I didn’t realize I owed you explanations about my movements. Let me remind you—I am the eyes and voice of Don Antonio in this place. The capo di tutti capi of this organization. Your capo di tutti capi,” I emphasize the title that makes them rage and tremble at once. “Don’t forget that, Roco. You’re the ones who owe explanations to me.” The situation with the girl escalates. Someone says she has no pulse, and the other women begin screaming, chaos erupting.

His voice carried the ruthless bite of a Mafia Don,stabbing straight at me. "Elena.Don't tell me you're throwing another fit just because I gave Lila a necklace."

After the car lost control on the highway, the passengers around me were all panicking, calling their loved ones to say what they thought might be their final goodbyes. The airbags had gone off. Glass covered the seats. My hands were shaking as I pulled my burning-hot phone from my pocket. Only after a long while did I finally call Vito Moretti. When he rejected my call, I sent him a text instead. 【I probably won’t make it out of this one. Vito, what a shame that we won’t get to grow old together.】 As I stared at the chaos outside the car window, I was strangely calm. The driver managed to avert disaster, and after I escaped the accident unharmed, I saw that Vito had posted my text on his so

The whole world envied how much Don Arthur Valenti adored his wife. What no one knew was that I'd hated his guts for a long time. The weekend I found out I was pregnant, I yanked the steering wheel and deliberately drove straight into the guardrail on an overpass. The airbag exploded. The crash gave me exactly what I wanted. Blood poured from my body, soaking the leather seat beneath me. When Arthur rushed into the hospital, his custom suit, always immaculate, was a wrinkled mess. Sitting up in the hospital bed, I took the pink diamond ring he'd proposed to me with and threw it in the trash right in front of him. "Congratulations, you took over the entire East Side today." He was always calm

Because it's Carlo Capone is not someone who will regard just random person with capo title. " Oggi mi ha quasi strangolato solo perché gli ho messo la mia opinione davanti. Anche l'ex don non era così." Adriano smirked at the fear bleeding in his tone. He hadn't even started with them and they are already afraid. They will pay for their lousy betrayal, he will make them an example for the rest of the people. ( He almost strangled me today just because I put my opinion in front of him. Even former don was not like that.)

I waited over ten years for this moment, only for it to happen in a hospital bed. “I have so much to make up to you, Sienna, all that I ask is for you to have a bit of patience with me as I grow into the man you used to love. I want this, I want us to work and be happy again. La mia vita è tua (my life is yours), and if I have to throw away my Capo title, then I will.” He says, flooring me. “Throw away your Capo title? Why -” “You wanted out of this life, baby, and if that means I have to give up on power, then so be it,” he says as if it’s the simplest, easiest thing in the world.

Capo mused, sucking his classic cigar. Samson gulped the ball of humanity and nodded silently, caressing his gun, ready to taste some Mexican blood. “Soon,” Capo released the white smoke and hummed in approval. “What did Capo want from you?” “Dread.” A hint of a deviant smile rested on his lips. “Let’s make some headlines.”

He got into the driver's seat and began the ignition, rolling out of the compound, knowing the car Don was in was just behind them. The two drove in silence for the next ten minutes until she asked. "So you're the new Capo Bastone now?" He looked out the window, his back on the road, and exhaled, "All thanks to you for helping kill the first..." "I didn't do anything!" She snapped at him, her voice shaky, "I don't work for anybody, I do..." "Not even Aaron?" From the rearview mirror, he saw her frown and say "What?" "You know Teresa, don't you?"

the man who's wearing an all white outfit said. My eyebrows arched. I know it wasn't me but I'm afraid for the girl. I wonder what he did? "I heard that news as well, Angelo. However, one of the capos stopped her killing. It was said to be Nero." He sneered. "That man is pussy whipped," he stated in an arrogance. "How's the goods so far? Did you deliver it to our client?" "Uh-huh. We gave Don a sample and he liked it. He told us we should proceed to the transaction and we should close the deal with the new client."

The one he'd said looked good on me this evening before I left for the restaurant's bathroom. Before these men kidnapped me. I'll be lying if I say I don't know where they're from. Kristoff is a powerful Mafia Don - much feared in New York and all over the world. A cruel underboss with a reputation to match that phrase. I knew what I was getting into when I let him into my heart after our initial agreement. I knew what I was getting into when instead of packing my stuff and leaving his mansion altogether, I got into a fight with my uncle when I went back to our shack to clear out what was left there.