Rottmnt Donnie X Reader Novels & Stories

As if it would be useful to him because under the sheet every part of his body is visible. Donny sits in the middle of the bed and reads. And he holds the book upside down, as if he had just picked it up and pretended to read. "What are you doing here?" he asks, looking at her as if surprised. Karo looks at the mountain of man standing in front of her almost completely naked. What the fuck, he really is naked...and if swallowed her saliva. He is damn handsome. "What am I doing here?" she asks rhetorically. "What are you doing here when you were supposed to be in the fighting ring with me at 10:00?"

He said as he walked towards the door. "And I am Carlos, why don't you sleep food will be brought to you soon" he said and walked out the door, she felt light headed all of a sudden and knew something was it the water he gave her. A shaky exhale escaped her. Her stomach turned. The room began to blur. She swayed, blackness tugged on her subconscious, and then it dragged her all the way under. Later in the Don's office Carlos walked in and saw Marco busy with some work as usual, his friend was such a workaholic, he thought. He did not look up when Carlos entered so he sat down at the edge of Marco's table and said.

Xavier slowly raised his dark, bottomless eyes, directing a freezing, razor-sharp glare that pinned Donnie straight against the back of his chair. Donnie immediately forced a bright, comforting smile, trying to look as reassuring as a doting aunt. "If you're dealing with something, just tell me. Maybe I can help ease your mind?" Xavier’s heavy brows knitted into a dangerous line. "When exactly did you become such a sniveling coward?" Donnie felt a massive wave of injustice hit him. "Look, you have no idea how terrifying you look right now. I'm genuinely wondering if I’ll make it out of this room alive tonight."

Fabrizio said. With both guns in hand, he rolled behind a couch and dropped two enemies with clean shots. I braced myself at the staircase landing and raised my sidearm. Drawing on the tactical instincts from my years leading the family, I locked onto a sniper at a second-floor window and pulled the trigger. The bullet tore through the air, and the sniper fell instantly. "The Donna's back!" The soldiers downstairs roared in excitement when they saw me fire, their morale surging. The Valerys' Don, Roberto Valery, spotted me, his eyes turning bloodshot. "Liliana Medici! I'll kill you to avenge my daughter's death!"

"It's about a woman who falls for her bodyguard." "And?" "And they have lots of very athletic sex while people try to kill her." Alessandro's laugh was rich and warm. "Sounds educational." "Very. I learned that apparently every dangerous situation can be resolved with the creative use of handcuffs." "Good to know." The way he looked at me when he said it made my stomach flip. "Dinner," I said quickly. "Before it gets cold." The risotto had turned out perfectly—creamy and rich, with just enough bite from the parmesan.

It was thick, cream colored and marked with only a single word; D’ANGELO I shuddered. My fingers trembled at the thought of what could be inside but I reached for it either way. File Subject: AnnaMaria D’Angelo Aliases: Anna Status: Unconfirmed Affiliations: Unknown Threat level: Medium - Pending investigation That wasn't all. The file contained photos, documents, a school record and even a clinical file from southern Italy. My hands shook at how much he knew, he was so close and yet he was nowhere near the truth. It had still slipped past him that I was mute. Apparently, he wasn't as sleek as he thought he was.

His steel-gray eyes tracked her movement as she entered, his expression unreadable. Beside him sat a man in his sixties with silver hair, wire-rimmed glasses, and the sharp look of someone who'd spent forty years practicing law. He stood when Isabella entered, offering a polite smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Ms. Romano," Dante said, his voice low and controlled. "This is Richard Chen, my attorney. He'll be explaining the contract terms before you sign." Isabella's mouth went dry. "I thought we already discussed the terms."

I didn't refuse. I sat down and took a spoonful. It was so salty it turned bitter. I suspected he had poured in the whole bag of salt. It tasted like the ten years he and I had spent together. I finished it calmly. “Well? I made it myself.” “It's fine.” Raphael said nothing more, but his thoughts carried a smile. [Scarlett, my Donna, I love you.] [If you'll just stay by my side, I'll cook soup for you my whole life.]

She could hop and climb the stairs without wobbling, seemingly accustomed to having legs. After a hearty breakfast, Aqua carefully crept over to Dawn. The dark-haired man was hunched over the newspapers, but he hadn’t turned that page in ten minutes. Aqua knew that Dawn wasn’t truly concentrating on the paper. She’d seen how fast he read newspapers alone. Something was distracting him. “Don?” she called out cautiously, approaching from the side rather than the back.

She said, giving me a puppy eye. Cassandra loved the money and would do anything for it as long as she got your consent of course. She would never force her lust for money on you but she does hint at it. “You've got a nice body. And a nice ass.” I let out a small chuckle, twirling a bit for her to see. “Sorry Sandy. You know better than anyone. I'm not here for the money, just the life. Love you.” I left her there, moving from table to table, weaving through swaying bodies and spilled drinks. My phone buzzed in my apron pocket, but when I glanced at the screen, it was just a message from my best friend, Alina: Don’t get into trouble tonight.