That 70s Show Hot Donna Novels & Stories

The day his first love came back, I became a thief of the Moretti family. One word of grievance from her, and I was brought before the Family Council. Her single tear cost me twenty lashes. Lucien took away my ring, my power, and gave everything that was mine to another woman. Later, I finally stopped explaining. Because I knew a man who would never trust me was not worth waiting for. It wasn't until he saw my "body" being carried out that he finally went mad.

Jessica POV I watched as Cole and Carson tried to reign Kendrick in. He was frantic to reach Donna. “Kendrick?” she questioned, confusion on her face. “You know those are my girls, Donna!” he exclaimed. “Then you will not mind submitting to a DNA test,” Cole commented.

Nalaglag ang balikat ng kasamahan namin pero mabilis din itong nakabawi. "Ayos lang, may apat pa naman." "That's the spirit, girl," biro ko dito. "Pero sino kayang maswerteng babeng 'yon? Anong pinainom na gatas sa kanya noong baby pa s'ya? Ba't ang swerte n'ya?" Himutok naman ni Donna. "Si Siete pa naman ang bet ko sa magkakapatid. Big, brooding and very bad. Rawr!"

I'll take Asher back from Elle, whatever it takes! The party continued until the next morning. Asher rushed home, bursting through the door and calling my name loudly. "Elle, come quick! Look what I brought you!" There was no response from me. Only the housekeeper rushed out in a panic, "Donna was picked up by ten stretch Lincolns yesterday at noon."

"If I ever find out you betrayed me, you'll never find me again in this lifetime." Damian's smile deepened. His voice sounded like he was soothing a stubborn little girl. "Baby, how could you ever leave me? As long as you are still Donna, no matter where in the world you run, I will find you." I looked out at the darkness beyond the window. Then quietly asked, "What if I'm no longer Donna?" The other end of the phone fell silent for a second. Then he laughed. "How could you not be Donna? Alright. Don't overthink things. I truly only love you. I'll come back and be with you in one week."

“Of course not. You always did like giving women symbols after you’d already humiliated them.” Matteo stood. “Did you send her the photo?” Vanessa did not deny it. “She deserved to know what kind of man she married.” “Nothing happened.” “Enough happened.” She crossed the room and touched the empty place on his hand where his signet should have been. “You took this off for me, Matteo. You gave me Donna access. You let me sit beside you in that room. If Elena has any pride, she understood perfectly.” Every word landed because every word was true.

I walked to the window and pulled back the curtain. Outside the estate gates, Jason knelt by the roadside, holding up a sign. It read: "I'm sorry. I was wrong. Please give me one chance to see you." I watched for a moment. Then I let the curtain fall. "Let him kneel." "Kick him out when it gets dark." My assistant hesitated. "Miss, wouldn't that be..." "Just do it." The call ended. I sat down on the sofa and closed my eyes. But a memory flashed through my mind. From years ago.

Santino's POV Santino stood before the panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows, his long fingers drumming restlessly on the mahogany desk. As night fell, his agitation grew. Getting rid of Jessy was just the first step. Now, he had to get back what was truly his. His top aide entered and handed him a top-secret file. "Don, we've found the Donna. She's in Lumina, on the West Coast. She opened an art gallery." He opened the file. The first thing he saw was a telephoto shot.

Krista exclaimed in well-acted shock. "Just some pictures I had laying around. I thought maybe it was time they saw the light of day." I reached down to the pile of pictures at Donna's feet, pulling out a truly damning picture. In it Donna was leaning back in a hot-tub, her arms stretched across the back, eyes closed. Her breasts were well up out of the water, and her nipples were clearly hard. Krista was standing between her legs, and leaning towards her, naked as the day she was born, her delicious ass just hovering at the top of the water.

Amelia tested the waters, her fingers touching Vincenzo's arm. Vincenzo didn't respond, his face still grim. Seeing this, Amelia bit her lip, then dialed the estate's butler and put the call on speaker. "Hello? Is the Donna back at the house?" On the other end, the voice of the butler, a man Amelia had bought long ago, answered: "The Donna returned a short while ago. She said she was tired and is now sleeping in the master bedroom upstairs. Should I wake her?" Hearing this, the tension in Vincenzo's shoulders instantly eased.