Novel & Cerita Tayo Ricci Father

I opened the door. And there he was… one of Ricardo’s men. Dressed in black, sunglasses on even though the sun had already set, hands clasped neatly in front of him like some kind of mafia butler. I blinked. “What the hell are you…?” “Good evening,” he interrupted. Ryan narrowed his eyes. “Can we help you?” The man gave a shallow nod. “Actually… Ricardo sent me.” My heart skipped. My mouth dried up. “Ricardo said to tell you… your father is dead.”

" I asked. His countenance changed, his hand fell and his eyes met mine. "Your name… it's Aria Lane right?” I nodded, having no clue. He moved another step closer. "Your father. He was a government security man, wasn't he?" Every emotion drained from my face. "How do you…" Rico took careful steps, stopped right at my front and stooped low. Staring menacely, he let the bomb drop. "Aria… I do not sugarcoat things so I will tell you as it is. Your father murdered mine."

"What are you planning, Father? Why did you suddenly present us with your presence?" Giovanni ignored him and asked: "What did you find out about Miss Ricci? I know you scour the lives of all the nannies, looking for weaknesses in them." He looked at his son with a cold look. "There is nothing about her. Just an accident that suffered in childhood and led to the death of parents." Giovanni would have to dig deeper. However, for now, the woman seemed to offer no more risk. "Okay. Get ready to help change Miss Ricci and her sister. Don’t be rude."

"You wouldn't dare!" Toshiro roared. "I have a 6 year old child. You wouldn't dare to take his father away from him!" That just made Ryu laugh. "I wouldn't dare? Do not forget, Toshiro, that there are many people who will be willing to take of TJ while you're in prison. There's his other father, Akashi. Then you have his Godfather, Aito. You also have the Yamaguchi brothers, Yasu and Kaito. Surely they won't let your son suffer. TJ is not short of father figures who are even better than you in every aspect so I don't think your absence will make much of a difference to him"

I followed his gaze and saw Ricardo coming down the stairs shirtless with just a short. ''Son, will you join us?'' Dad asked, but got a silent response from him. Ignoring dad, Rick went to the bar, took out a bottle of whiskey and poured it into a glass. ''We are going out as a family, will you join us?'' Mom asked and got another silent response from Rick as he took a sip of his drink and sat on the long stool. ''Son?'' Dad called out and moved over to him. ''Today is Mia's birthday, and we want to go out as a family, do you mind joining us.'' Dad asked and got an angry groan from Rick. ''Son…'' Dad tried to touch him, but his angry voice stopped him, ''Don't you dare touch me!'' Ricardo ye

he replied. Enzo Ricci stood abruptly. "I didn't agree to shit. The Ricci family has operated independently for three generations. We're not becoming your lap dogs, Antonio." My father sighed, as if disappointed by a child's tantrum. He nodded once to one of his men, who stepped forward, and without hesitation, he put a bullet through Ricci's head. The boss collapsed, and blood immediately started to pool beneath him. His three guards reached for their weapons, but Antonio's men had them covered.

"The CEO of G****e is on here?" This was a scale far beyond the New York socialite circles my father knew. These were the names that moved markets and changed borders. Vincent stepped closer to my father, offering a rare, almost friendly quip. "From this moment on, you are no longer a client or an associate, Mr. Desmond. You are the Chairman’s father-in-law." My father gave a strained, breathless laugh. He looked at Gareth as if only just realizing that the man who used to brew espresso in SoHo could probably crash the NYSE if he had a bad morning.

She hurriedly went to check on Elio. “What’s wrong, my sweet boy? Come here. Let me see.” She raised Elio’s arm and noticed that he looked unwell. His neck appeared strained, and he was struggling to breathe. Seeing this, I also grew anxious and rushed forward. I wanted to pull Elio over to see what was wrong. “Elio—” However, Simon beat me to it. He pulled Elio into his arms and spoke in a fawning tone. “So, this must be the son of the tycoon, Mr. Windsor. He’s the spitting image of Justin Windsor. His mother must be stunning.”

Dominic has a mind of his own. --------------------- Next morning. Tom and Dominic both return to the company to work. Tom's work is quite busy today, but he still has free time to learn more about the Ricky family's company. Moments later, Tom's secretary came in with a file in his hand. His cold voice rang out. He said. "I've been investigating Ricky's family information. Ricky's father is a boxer, and he has been famous in recent times with a record of ten consecutive wins. Ricky's mother is the owner of a gem shop located on a busy street. Ricky's family can be considered a wealthy family."

Niccy said. Everyone stared. Alec coughed lightly. "How?" She cringed her head, her lips curling up playfully. "Daddy is a rich CEO." They all bursted out laughing, and for the first time in ever, Niccy laughed along, this time, her lips didn't twitch upward, she didn't smile half brightly, she smiled, rather brightly, her dimple coming in place. She could see it. The future, it reeked of brightness, and oh. They all couldn't wait to see what the future awaits.