Thomas Gambino Grandson Novels & Stories

In a well-planned attack, they killed both Salvatore Gambino and Enzo DeLuca, the Don of both mafia quarters and their men. Ashton watched the gruesome pictures being broadcast of the attack. He couldn’t believe his eyes that it had actually happened, Salvatore Gambino was no more. This was what he had been wanting to do for years, but his concern for his dad had held him back. He didn't know if his dad was alive or dead.

He was also the Godfather's son and an asshole. He greeted me with a smirk. “ Mr Gambino, nice to see you, you look” he eyed my outfit. “ Well.” “ Where is your father? I don't have time to waste.” I asked, quite pointedly and he just grinned. “ He's communicating with the guests, I'm sure you're aware it is his ninetieth birthday.” He searched me with his eyes once more. “ And from what I see you didn't bear any gifts. As I am sure you know, father loves gifts very much.”

It held pride and appreciation for the Don, utmost loyalty that couldn’t be penetrated. “That man was the Don?” Vinnie nodded, confirming my question. I expected that, it made sense because there was nowhere else Vinnie would have taken us that was safer. What I wasn’t expecting was the next set of words that fell from Vinnie’s mouth. “He is Gabriel’s grandfather.” “What?” I turned to face him, wide eyed and mouth agape. “Gabriel’s mother was a Castellano.”

No wonder other people misinterpret him. "I'll take note of that" Calcifer said with a salute " And by the way, I ask Thomas to watch Nicola until he return to Mexico" "Thomas from?" "Gravano mob" he paused and get something on the inside pocket of his gray coat "They are one of the best you know. They work and clean so well" Vicenzo nod his head still creasing his forehead "When will that fucking Greco arrived? " he annoyingly mutter after a seconds of silent.

"But they are dead now." Fabian hummed. "Bruno never loved his wife. He experimented on the poor woman till she died." "And his son?" "He was a spoiled child and a rapist," the man said, tone dripping with disgust. "I warned Bruno to curb that boy's excesses but he ignored me." "His son met his end at the hands of Vincent Giordano for harassing his omega." Alyssa's eyes widened. "That's Xavier's—" "Yes," Fabian confirmed. "My grandson is married to that family and Bruno is planning something."

‘Since Thomas had chosen to quit long ago, Coleman Corporation should belong to Gilbert. ‘Fortunately, Gilbert is not dead. Otherwise… I wouldn’t even give Thomas a chance. I wouldn’t even be here to talk to him.’ “Whether you trust me or not, I didn’t do anything.” Thomas became quiet. ‘Gilbert is his younger sister’s son. How can I harm him?’ “I just want him to disappear for a while. I never had the intention to kill him. I’ve had someone investigate it. It’s someone else’s doing…”

“And pass up an opportunity to see my granddaughter? Heaven forbid. Still, I want to know what the truth is.” “Right, you have the right to know. I'll keep it a buck with you. The Gambino's have it out for you. Their plan was to abduct you to force my hand into releasing their granddaughter who is in my custody.” Sheila chuckled dryly, shaking her head from side to side. “So is this like your thing? Taking girls away from their families? Don't you see how chauvinistic you are?” “Can I at least explain why I did what I–”

—Look, Dad, look, Grandpa! Theo interrupts their conversation, celebrating his hit on the target. —Excellent, Theo! Keep going. Benjamin smiles, encouraging his grandson. —I won’t let you do to Theo what you did to me. —He’s a Sanchez. Soon, he’ll inherit everything. —My son is not going to be in the mafia! Benjamin gets even closer, intimidating Bryan. —Listen, Bryan, he’s my grandson, and I want him in the mafia. And you won’t stop that.

James and Thea said in unison. Maxine said, “James, don’t be blinded by your familial ties with him. Isn’t it obvious enough? Thomas has been watching your every action in the shadows. He knows you inside out. Besides, Thomas is definitely the man behind Mr. Gabriel. He’s a member of the Gu Sect. Everything makes sense now.” “I can’t trust your hypothesis.” James shook his head. Thea chimed in, “Maxine, these are all speculation. Thomas would never put his grandson in harm’s way. Besides, why would he go to such great lengths to save James?”

He rushed at me and seized my throat, slamming me against the wall. The suffocating pressure came at once. His eyes were bloodshot, savage. "I was fighting those Gambino dogs on the West Coast, and you let someone into your bed? Tell me! Whose spawn is it?" he roared, tightening his grip. Struggling for breath, I forced out a few words. "Rosato… Vincenzo…" Rosato Vincenzo. The Godfather's name. He released me. I collapsed to the floor, coughing violently.