Novel & Cerita Santino Sonny Corleone

They will not let me down, so they will never dare to kill me. It was a mistake. Perhaps it was not Sintti Organization who tried to kill me. There's no way they would aim their guns on me. I am the daughter of Luscio Costello, I am the fourth Costello. I have a huge role in the Sintti Crime Organization, they can't kill me. They never will. Maybe someone is trying to use Sintti's name to create war between Ilde Famiglia. "Selena darling, are you alright?" Sain ask softly and run his palm on my arm down to my wrist.

They include the Siciliano's presence. The leader of the Siciliano gang, known as the Capo, was taken into the office by Darren, appearing flustered. He was likely in a sour mood because Salvetti didn't personally come and get him. Three of the Capo's men were trailing after him, along with his second and third sons. All of them turned a venomous gaze on Parker, but he paid it no mind. "Salvation." Oily was met by an elderly guy. "Dante," Salvetti responded in kind while maintaining his seat. Dante's cheeks burned as he felt the insult Salvetti gave him by staying in his chair, but he said nothing and sat down opposite him. As the guards took positions around the room, his boys remained stan

Santino scuffs with a chuckle "This little tactic of my brothers just further proves that my father was a fool for letting him lead, for giving him my spot, for making Alessiano the ruler of the De Leone family. “Do what needs to be done Valentino. Verona is a beautiful place full of hidden beaches and very large forest one could easily get lost in" Santino says as we wait for O’Neil to show up. Two hours later the netting is over and everything is set in place and awaiting my green light.

He had a sinister-looking scar between his eyes, and his appearance created tension in the air. Behind him were dozens of the Corleones' core Soldatos standing in rapt attention. They had formed a wall of black where no one was able to cross. That man was Silvio, the current Don of the Corleones, the man known as the Madman of Severia by the underworld of the West. Silvio came to my surgery bed and cut off the binds on my wrists with his dagger with ease. He lowered his head while his hands, which had killed many people, started to tremble as he gently pushed the hair on my forehead to the side.

Me Lucky Gianluca the youngest of the Gianluca family, being married off to him. Nico Santangelo is nothing but a killer, a man who has more money than you could possibly imagine and all from ill gains. He is the head of the Santangelo Cartel since his father passed away from a heart attack just six months ago. Since then, well since then everything, literally everything has gone to shit.

Gregory knew absolutely nothing about my mom’s family or my real father. “Susan Lombardi was daughter of Harold Lombardi, capo for Benny Santini. Her brother, Tilly’s uncle, is Vinny Lombardi, current capo for Lorenzo Santini.” Danny paused, nodding towards the man standing next to him. “In case you didn’t realize it, Gregory, the man standing next to me is Vinny Lombardi.”

And by the way War was hanging around Alyssa during our confrontation, I have a feeling he'll interfere somehow anyway. My father's lips curl into a smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes. "Vinny Santoro. He's in the mafia. He'll prospect, gain their trust, and then take your little whore from right under their noses." I stiffen, my fists curling against my thighs. "You're bringing the mafia into this?"

"Signora, we have all the proof you wanted." He placed a file in front of me. The first photo made my blood run cold. Ornella in a motel room with a man who wasn't Vittorio. Her body was pressed against his, their lips locked. The time stamp on the photo: two months pregnant. "Who's the man?" I asked. "Roberto Santini. Second-in-command of the East Side crew," Luca answered. "A sworn enemy of the Falcones." I flipped the page. A DNA report.

I said softly, making sure that Lia heard me, "I wish you and Lia all the happiness in the world, Luca." I intentionally placed heavy emphasis on the word "happiness" before I turned around, my gaze sweeping over each hypocritical face in the room before finally stopping at the man sitting at the head of the table. It was none other than Vittore Corleone, Luca's father and the Don of the Corleone Famiglia.

Falcone held his neck and looked at him menacingly . “Take my name again! Santino! You are lucky to see my face and take my name last.” He hoarsed his name which made Santino freeze at his place. He was in trance to understand anything. All his men lay lifeless on the floor and a single man was responsible for it. He came here to raid the territory of Capo who was clever enough to get hold of his rival. “I planned something for you Santino for your brave mouth. Amber!” “Capo! That's what everyone calls me… I got this crown not just like that. What did he say coward and take my name!”