Novel & Cerita The Silent Don

“Or did they compromise?” Don moved closer to Ken and Isabella. He placed his gun on Ken’s nose and Ken froze in fear. “You’re brave right?” Don continued to taunt. “I would have killed you right now, but I’ll take you inside first, for two reasons. First, I don’t have a silencer here and secondly, I was ordered to make your deaths slow and painful”

I will have to go closer. I swallow down a large lump in my throat before I move closer to the Don’s bed. He is so pale, his skin looks waxy, and his eyes are still sunken in. There is dry blood around his nose and mouth. I just cannot tell if he is breathing, so I go right up to his bed. He looks dead. I cannot see him breathing at all. I bring my finger up to his nose to feel for any air escaping. Just then his eyes pop open and I scream so loud, I am sure the entire army outside must have heard me. I clasp my hands over my mouth. I want to run, but the sight in front of me has me frozen. The Don starts mumbling incoherent words and reaches his hand out to me. It breaks my heart to see suc

When she was here trying to get close to him and get his trust. The man sat in silence, his eyes downcast and his mind lost in a labyrinth of thoughts. The air around him was heavy with unspoken words, suffocating in their weight. He had come to this prison seeking silence, not to be bothered by a stupid genius therapist. The silence caressed their skins like a cool summer breeze, smoothing their souls, and taking away her jagged edges. It had been one hell of a rough day. He was still looking at the white ceiling ignoring all her tries. "Aah," she sighed and began walking towards him until she found herself stopped in front of him.

Cause we even sleep in one small bed back in the village with his shirtless all around but I found no sparks, maybe because I’m just trying to ignore him and convinced myself that It was just a part of me idolizing him as my best friend but the more it gets longer the heavier it gets for me to hold this feelings of mine towards this guy with the same name as mine. He ordered foods then we ate like a freaking mute for not uttering even a single word until we finished. And I tell you, it wasn’t that painful to hold yourself to not speak especially when you’re facing the man that you secretly like cause you tried to watch every words that comes out of your mouth and making sure that it is all g

I then went out. The loud, irritating giggles and soft mourns inside the minivan was what catch my ears as I approach it. I placed down the tank of oil. I could see Ten’s broad tattooed back facing straight at the window and his head underneath Sophie’s school skirt as Sophie lets out soft mourns. I rapidly pulled the front door open with my gun pointing straight at Ten’s sharp huge face. “Bitch” he said between his teeth with his red eyes staring straight at the gun’s barrel.

The drive over to the apartment was filled with an uncomfortable silence. Unasked questions hung in the air like a thick fog. Beads of sweat prickled on the back of the drivers neck as he too was smothered by the tension in the car. The seconds felt like minutes as the road seemed to stretch longer and longer before her eyes. Letting her eyes close, Thea suppressed a sigh as she leant her head against the window, she ignored the drumming of her head against the window as they drove over the bumpy terrain. Bellamy’s words playing on repeat in her head, ‘like our souls recognise each other’.

Large screens covered the walls,and several men dressed in expensive suits were already seated around the table. The moment Don entered,everybody stood up immediately. The room became completely silent. Don walked calmly toward the chair at the head of the table and sat down like a king taking his throne. I remained standing beside him quietly. Even though I tried to look confident,my heart was beating fast.Two men standing close to the table quickly greeted Don with nervous smiles. “Good evening,sir,” one of them said respectfully. Don gave a small nod but said nothing, his cold expression never changed.

“It leaves the heart stuttering, gasping for air. It’s a slow way to watch a man die.” I tossed the vial. It shattered at the Don’s feet, the sound echoing like a gunshot. “Ezra is gone,” I continued, stepping into the Don’s personal space. I could smell the terror coming off him; it smelled like sour wine. “He told me everything. The bribe. The plan to replace Luca with a ‘stronger’ model. The promise of the western docks.” “Silas, listen to me…” the Don started, reaching out a trembling hand.

“I’m delivering her. He just wants what’s his.” My voice shook. “I’m not his anymore.” Silas laughed darkly. “That’s what you think.” Then the world went black as he pulled the trigger but instead of pain, there was quiet. A shot. My view was blurred. The room spun. Nathaniel shouted my name as my knees gave out. The last thing I heard before everything faded was Silas’s voice, smooth and cold. “Welcome back to the family, Mrs. Donovan.” Darkness swallowed me whole, and the last thought that cut through the haze was a single, frightening question

The two of them just stood there, staring each other down in total silence. I could feel the tension rising, my anxiety creeping in as I watched this silent standoff unfold. It felt like they were having an entire conversation without saying a single word—one I couldn’t hear, but could definitely feel.