Vito Corleone Quotes

Sixteen years old spoilt brat, with weird quotes from her diary, Katherine Amelia Jones is being stripped off her position as the only child when her Dad remarries a woman with five children, who she develops this sudden hatred for. From being bullied to getting wanted and longed for, by her bully, her step brother.Things takes a sullen turn when she finally lets her guard down and gets involved in a proscriptive relationship with the eldest male of her step siblings.***A mind blowing story filled with suspense. Totally worth reading.

Ilaria. A sweet quiet girl with a traumatic past that has left her scarred and afraid to get close to anyone. Moving to New York to start a new life, what will happen when she meets the one person to push her out of the shadows and into the light? Alessandro. A billionaire who is arrogant, threatening, and deadly. He is the CEO of Vito Enterprises'. And a father. He's never believed in love and is constantly closed off. What happens when the timid and scared girl meets the famous billionaire Alessandro, and what happens when his son takes a liking with Ilaria?

From the moment Juno Genovese could understand right from wrong, her life was a shadowed existence. Born into the great Genovese dynasty as a twin, she was deemed unimportant, her existence measured solely in service to her younger brother's life and future. Her identity, forged to masquerade as her brother, living as his perfect stand-in, preparing him for his eventual rise as the 'heir' to their family's empire. But fate had other plans. A sudden attack ravaged the world she had known, the walls of the carefully constructed world her parents thrust her into, came crumbling around her. Torn from the hands of her family and thrust into a life-changing situation. Mistaken for the heir apparent, Juno found herself in the clutches of Vito Costello, the enigmatic and fiercely intelligent heir to the rival Costello Conglomerate. Trapped in a web of intrigue and danger, Juno found herself deciding between loyalty to her family and the irresistible pull of a forbidden connection with Vito. And as her bond with Vito deepened, Juno discovered not only her own strength and stability, but also the murky depths of the world she had been thrust into. Betrayal lurked in every corner, secrets whispered like poison, and the thin line between ally and foe blurred more each day. In this immersing tale of deception, hearts, and redemption, Juno Genovese takes the highway as she fights for her freedom, identity, and finally, her own future.

Vito lays down his rules: She belongs to him now. No escape. No other men. No defiance. But Ortensia isn’t one to submit so easily. She pushes him, taunts him, tempts him. And when she disobeys, he makes sure she learns her lesson… in ways that leave her breathless. Their nights are filled with heated battles, rough punishments, and forbidden touches. He swears he won’t fall for her tricks, won’t let her get under his skin. But every time she fights him, he only wants to break her more to hear her beg, to see her surrender… But in this twisted game of dominance and desire, who will truly end up owned?

At nine months pregnant, I was in the final stretch of my term, and my body heavy with a baby due any day. But my husband, Vito Falcone, underboss of the family, had locked me away. He held me in a sterile underground medical room and injected me with a labor suppressant. As I screamed in agony, he coldly told me to endure it. Because his brother's widow, Scarlett, was expected to go into labor at the exact same time. A blood oath he'd made with his late brother declared that the firstborn son would inherit the family's lucrative West Coast territory. "That inheritance belongs to Scarlett's child," he said. "With Daemon gone, she is utterly alone and destitute. You have my love, Alessia. All of it. I just need her to deliver safely. Then it's your turn." The drug was a constant, agonizing torment. I begged him to take me to a hospital. He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me to meet his icy gaze. "Stop the act! I know you're fine. You’re just trying to steal the inheritance." "To get ahead of Scarlett, you'll stop at nothing." My face was ashen. My body convulsed as I managed a desperate whisper. "The baby's coming. I don't care about the inheritance. I just love you, and I want our child to be born safely!" He sneered. "If you were really that innocent, if you had an ounce of love for me, you wouldn't have forced Scarlett to sign that prenup, waiving her child's inheritance rights." "Don't worry, I'll be back for you after she's given birth. you're carrying my own flesh and blood, after all." He kept a vigil outside Scarlett's delivery room all night. It was only after seeing the newborn in her arms that he remembered me. He finally sent his second in command, Marco, to release me. But when Marco finally called, his voice was shaking. "Boss... the missus and the baby... they're gone." In that moment, Vito Falcone shattered.

Naratria Abiyaksa-Si tomboy yang mempunyai julukan preman pasar- saking gaharnya-baru saja memergoki pacarnya berselingkuh dengan Karina Winardi-calon kakak iparnya sendiri. Ternyata kata-kata Altan-sahabat oroknya telah terbukti, "Laki-laki ganteng itu kalo nggak gay ya, brengsek.Termasuk gue!" Itu adalah quotes favoritnya yang 100% benar! Sementara itu, Adzan Akbar Dewangga yang pernah kecewa akibat dikhianati kekasihnya, beranggapan bahwa wanita itu adalah makhluk yang egois dan manipulatif. Mengapa? Karena walaupun mereka salah, mereka akan tetap menyalahkan dunia. Saking muaknya berurusan dengan wanita, julukan gay pun kerap ditujukan padanya. "Gue heran ngeliat penampakan lo. Dibilang gembel ... ya, lo anak orang kaya. Tapi ngeliat celana bolong-bolong dan jaket penuh paku lo, kayak-kayaknya lo nggak pantes jadi anaknya Om Aksa dan Tante Lia. Lo ini lebih mirip landak dari pada manusia." -Adzan Akbar Dewangga "Gue malah lebih heran ngeliat lo. Ganteng-ganteng doyan batangan. Nggak sayang tuh, sama perabotan kalo terus dipake laga pedang?" - Naratria Abiyaksa

"I used to be the well-respected Lady Kara. Everyone feared me! No one beneath me dared to so much as look me in the eye or remain sitting whenever I walked into a room, but now, I've lost everything! My life, my status, my man, all gone! I've become a nobody all because of that bitch who suddenly came and stole everything from me. I hate her so much!!!" It seems the battle she fought so hard for had been lost by Omega Kara, and she is now left to rot and suffer in a cruel world full of people just like her former self. But does the goddess give second chances? Is it possible for the darkest and evilest of hearts to turn a new leaf and become pure and white as snow? With all of her past behaviours, Kara was deemed the devil herself; now it's time for her to pay for her crimes and receive her dose of the same pain and suffering she caused others. But what will happen when the moon goddess decides not just to give her another chance to mend her ways but also an unexpected mate? The man whom she hated the most. Another adventure awaits in The Beta's Unexpected Mate (Book 2 of the werewolf mate series). Book 1- The Alpha's Hated Slave Mate Book 2- The Beta's Unexpected Mate For updates on character reveals and character quotes, as well as all of my books, follow my Facebook page, Eyitee's library.

The day I went into labor with the twins, I bribed the family doctor to shoot me up with every heavy-duty suppressant he could get his hands on. Anything to stall the birth. Why? Because in my last life, Vincent—my husband, the Don—claimed to have a low sperm count. To guarantee an heir, he lined up ten mistresses and told the whole house: whoever popped out a son first, her kid would be the next Corleone Don. He promised if I delivered first, he'd ditch the others. Said our baby would inherit the throne. I bought every word. When I found out I was carrying twins, I couldn't stop shaking—I thought I'd won. But after I gave birth, he tossed me and the babies into the freezing wine cellar and locked the place down. "Lucy came from nothing. I just wanted to give her kid a name. You started rumors, pushed her into despair, and now she's dead—her and the baby. You're vile. Not fit to be the Don's wife. Think about what you've done. I'll open the door in three days." Then he had the butler seal it shut. What he didn't know? That night, the cellar caught fire. Me and my babies? Burned alive. When I opened my eyes again, I was back—right before labor. This time, I'm not staying. Soon as I deliver and get back on my feet, I'm taking my kids and disappearing for good.

“Don’t come close, please,” she cried, shaking even more. Her hands went to her ears and covered them. “You should have known better when you decided to mess with Vito Caputo,” Saying this, I bent over the cage, grabbed her like she weighed nothing and pulled her out and onto the floor. “Please…” My eyes settled on the red Laurex uniform clinging to her chest. “We should see what these clothes are hiding. Don't you agree with me?”  “Don’t…” “Don’t fucking them me what to do. You signed up for this the moment you agreed to mess with me.” “I'll fuck you till life leaves your body, little wolf.” “I'll assault your body, mind and soul until you speak up. I'll make you cum again and again till you cum your way into the afterlife.” “I'll spread your little legs apart until they hurt. I'll chain your hands over your head until they ache."

Com nove meses de gravidez, eu estava na reta final do meu termo, pronta para dar à luz a qualquer momento. Mas meu marido, Vito Falcone, subchefe da família, havia me trancado. Ele me mantinha em uma sala médica subterrânea e estéril, injetando-me um medicamento que suprimia o trabalho de parto. Enquanto eu gritava de dor, ele friamente me dizia para aguentar. Porque se esperava que a viúva de seu irmão, Scarlett, entrasse em trabalho de parto exatamente na mesma hora. Um juramento que ele fizera ao seu irmão falecido declarava que o primogênito herdaria o lucrativo território da família na Costa Oeste. — Essa herança pertence ao filho de Scarlett. — Disse ele. — Com Daemon morto, ela está sozinha e desamparada. Você tem meu amor, Alessia. Todo ele. Só preciso que ela dê à luz em segurança. Depois será a sua vez. — Continuou. A droga era um tormento constante. Implorei para que ele me levasse a um hospital. Ele me agarrou pelo pescoço, forçando-me a encarar seu olhar gelado. — Pare isso! Eu sei que você está bem. Está apenas tentando roubar a herança. — Disse, com voz cortante. Meu rosto estava pálido. O corpo convulsionava enquanto eu conseguia sussurrar, desesperada: — Não me importo com a herança. Eu só quero que nosso filho nasça em segurança! Ele zombou. — Se você realmente fosse tão inocente, não teria forçado Scarlett a assinar aquele acordo pré-nupcial, renunciando aos direitos de herança do filho dela. — Disse. — Não se preocupe, voltarei para você depois que ela der à luz. Afinal, você carrega minha própria carne e sangue. — Completou. Ele passou a noite inteira em vigília do lado de fora da sala de parto de Scarlett. Só depois de ver o recém-nascido em seus braços é que ele se lembrou de mim. Finalmente, enviou seu segundo em comando, Marco, para me libertar. Mas quando Marco finalmente ligou, sua voz estava trêmula: — Chefe… a senhora e o bebê… se foram. Naquele momento, Vito Falcone se despedaçou por dentro.