The Silent Don Novels & Stories

Every soldier, every capo, every made man looked ready to tear my skin from my bones. "Silence." The Don's voice cracked like thunder. He turned to me. "Proceed." "The second folder," I said. I had come prepared. I had walked through fire to stand here. The Don gestured. The soldier opened the second folder—multiple files. The first clip played. It was the one I'd watched in the car: that teddy bear waddling out of the guest suite, turning to face the camera, doing a little jig. The Chamber went dead silent.

She wiped her mouth with the sleeve of her hoodie and then she pouted. We were all silent, well they were. I'm always silent. The only thing you could hear was the radio on low volume and the crinkling bags as we ate. "Have you done it before?" Samantha suddenly spoke up. My eyebrows furrowed and I sent her a questioning look. "Killing someone..."

At the DeLuca Family banquet announcing its new advisor, Matteo said he was going to end nine years of secrecy and finally acknowledge our relationship in public. I stood in the back row of the banquet hall, so nervous I'd crumpled my prepared speech into a ball. Over nine years, I'd cleaned up the port books for him three times, negotiated two cross-border shipping routes, and taken a bullet for him. Everyone knew the DeLuca Family had a female advisor who never showed her face, but no one knew I was that woman. I thought that after tonight, I would finally stop being his shadow. Until the screen at the front of the banquet hall lit up. There was no photo of us. Instead, there was only a si

Eyes turned toward me, the silence long enough to fray the nerves of lesser men. I let it stretch, refusing to be rushed, until the silence bent to me rather than to him. Then, without flourish, without visible strain, I gave my answer: “The Vitale name holds. The duty remains ours.” The Don’s lips curved faintly, not in approval but recognition. I had not postured. I had not explained. I had given them nothing but certainty, carved out the silence. Victor shifted beside me, restless. I did not look at him. My silence was not for him or Don Francesco—it was for myself. A reminder that control was not in words but in the power to withhold them.

Trying to hide the mixture of his emotions. “Ho fame, mangiamo.. (I’m hungry, let’s eat.)” Don Leon did not say anything. Hadn't even moved. He was still looking at Tony. Watching. While everyone else was panicking. But one gesture— Just one move—made them all shut their trap. The Don raised a single hand slightly. And silence fell like a hammer. The air became thick. Suffocating. Even his mother looked breathless. ‘Ever the dramatic,’ Tony thought sarcastically.

His silence was a deadly weapon on its own. "Boss, there is a girl..." "Yes, let her in!" Alfonso nodded and did as instructed. "I... I was the one that poisoned Donna. I... I just did it because I did not like her very much!" She trembled as tears rolled down freely from her eyes. "I could not hide any longer. The silence was eating me alive!" That was the kind of power Sergio had. He didn't have to go around, searching for the person that attempted to take his wife's life. All he did was sit and wait and as expected, the culprit went right out to him.

The silence in the room changed instantly, the pretense disappearing, as Cassian walked down the table towards her. "You think you're clever, don't you?" He whispered, looking down at her.

A sigh escaped my lips, already growing tired of the back and forth. My fingers wrapped around a familiar metal tucked behind me, and my gun was retrieved with practiced ease. With the muzzle of my gun pressed against his forehead, I spoke again. “Who? Sent. You?” He was shaking, and every fiber of his being was evidently consumed with fear. He mumbled inaudibly at first before he started to make coherent statements. “It was a man. They call him Don, that's all I know,” he squealed, trying his best to hold back a sob that threatened to escape.

Baba said, the thing that caught my attention was weren't they so awfully in love with each other then how come they're divorced and by the way where is kashan ever since I came back I haven't seen him or even heared of him. "OK but then what's with the attitude why can't she just talk for once huh?" I asked fed up with the silent behavior of hers who does she think she is. "Beta we don't know her parents said its been like that ever since she came back. They haven't shared much information about what happened but they said she lost her voice after an accident that's all we now." Baba answered. Wow the chatter box is permanently silent

The three reach the manhole cover and there, SpeedBlade uses his sword to pry the cover off. "You made a foolish mistake," Silent says, walking toward me. "A brave but very foolish mistake." "You know," I say, stepping forward and staring Silent down. "For someone who called himself Silent, you should talk a lot. I mean, a lot a lot. Are you sure you have the right name?" "I'm a silent worker," Silent says before raising his arm and firing his blasters. Jumping and rolling out of the way, I run around Silent and throw my shield at him.