The Donna’s Choice Novels & Stories

"Please—please, save my baby. I don't want any inheritance. I just want my baby to be safe!" "I'm the eldest daughter of the Rizzo family. I don't need to fight for some inheritance!" Ashley shoved me off. "You'll say anything now, won't you? I'm telling you—impossible." Then she closed the nurse's station door and turned to look at me. She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call.She pulled out her phone and dialed a video call. "Hey, bro. Janet's about to deliver. You want to see?"

Dominic ran into his mother's lap and Donna had no choice but to face this conversation without running away. “I work at Cyndi's. I came after being selected in an interview that I was very lucky to get. Since then, I've worked every day, without any intention of your son and I don't even think I should have told him that. I come from a humble family and…” My mother interrupted her, with one of her questions that would upset anyone. “And why didn't you go to Mikhail when you found out you were pregnant? If you were sure that he was the father of your child, there was no reason to hide it.” The poke wasn't friendly, the indignation on Donna's face was priceless.

He was reminding me of my place: here on the estate, we were nothing more than employer and employee. And the woman beside him was his one and only Donna, recognized by all Five Families. I understood the warning in his eyes and swallowed the words I couldn't say. "Don Gallo." Enzo's Adam's apple bobbed. He gave a low "Mm" and kept walking, shielding Camilla and their child, as if the person he'd just passed was a complete stranger. I gave a self-deprecating smile and swallowed the news of my immediate resignation. It's not like he would care anyway.

Five months into my pregnancy, my husband, Luca DeSantis, secretly proposed to his childhood sweetheart, Anna Taylor, behind my back. When I confronted him, he remained perfectly calm. "Anna has cancer. Her dying wish is to marry me." "What about me?" I asked, stroking my belly, trying to bring Luca to his senses. He didn’t care. "Move out for now. Once she can pass away in peace, I’ll remarry you." Everyone assumed I would wait for him. After all, I was already five months pregnant. But after the divorce, I did something no one expected. I left the place where I’d suffered so much heartache and disappeared from Luca’s world for good. Five years later, I returned as the Donna, accompan

After my prenatal appointment, the doctor at the private hospital stopped me. "Mrs. Marchetti, your husband specifically asked me to make sure you didn't leave alone after your appointment. "He said it isn't safe for you to go home alone in this snow. He'll be here to pick you up soon." The staff around us laughed and told me what a wonderful husband I had. Seven months pregnant, I rested a hand on my belly and felt a rush of warmth. But even after dark, when the last of the staff had gone home, my husband, Chris Marchetti, still hadn't shown up. Outside the window, the wind screamed and the snow came down hard. I couldn't help it. I called him. Once... twice... The line was busy both times.

The pack knew my mother, Wynne Carter, a renowned pack healer, as the very definition of fairness. To avoid any accusation of favoritism, she once had me removed from the emergency ward while I was suffering from a severe allergic reaction, all because she couldn’t let her own daughter take medical resources away from other pack members. Even when I invited her to the academy’s open day, she turned me down because my instructor was pregnant. She reprimanded me sternly, “Get those funny ideas out of your head. My position is not a way for you to get special treatment from your instructors.” I had always believed my mother was merely strict. Then, the fire happened. My adopted sister,

My mate, Silas, is the Alpha of the Blackwood Pack, and he has one unbreakable rule: After nine at night, if he's out handling pack night-frequency business, he doesn't take calls. I understood his loyalty to the pack, so for five years, I never disturbed him. Until last night, when I was driving alone past the riverbank and ran into a group of Rogues. In my panic, I activated the mindlink and begged him to save me. What answered me was silence. For a long, long time. When he finally picked up, he sounded a little exasperated: "Ivy, you know the rule." Then he cut the link. That night, I got out. I spent the night in the woods. It was his unbreakable rule, so I swallowed my hurt. Later, whil

Donna came out of the bathroom dressed in her new outfit and she looked so HOT! Her outfit consisted of a tight knit white tube top that was so thin you can make out her nipples (even if they weren't already hard as a rock)a short red mini skirt that had a zipper on the side made of a very thin material. Needless to say, the outfit displayed the considerable and luscious curves of her 34c-24-35 figure. The top displayed a generous amount of Donna's ample cleavage. Her breasts were large and firm, without any sag or give in them. Just like the top, the short-skirt fit Donna's body like a tight glove. It went down to the mid-point between her hips and knees, and offered a wonderful view of her

Richard asked. "I can, "Donna said. "Though the Surgeon General is higher in rank than me but I will use my influence as the god of war's fiancee to set the meeting up. But if this works out, you must know that you also owe me a favor in the future." She said. Donna wasn't a type that help liberally. "As long as my father survives from his terrible sickness, I'll do what you want in the future," Ronald said. "I think I still have your old mobile number, I'll call you once I set it up," Donna said arrogantly and stood.

maikling sagot ni Donna habang nagbabrowse ng kanyang cellphone. "Bakit naman daw hindi ka niya ininvite noong nagpakasal siya?" Sinisikap niyang magumpisa ng topiko para bumalik sa pagiging madaldal si Donna. "It's a matter of choice. Personal decision," maikli paring sagot ni Donna, na tila walang balak makipagkwentuhan sa nobyo.