Novel & Cerita Weak Hero Donald Na

“Then promise me you’ll protect our child.” Maxwell’s throat tightened. “Don’t do this.” She leaned forward, resting her forehead against his. “I love you.” His breath hitched. “Don’t say that like it’s goodbye.” She pulled back before he could stop her. Donald exhaled heavily. “I can leak the information. Carefully. Anonymous sources. Enough to bait him.” Maxwell glared at him. “You’re helping her?” Donald met his gaze. “I’m helping end a war.”

"Damon, I thought these five years… I thought we were more than—" "More than what?" he interrupted, that familiar mocking look in his eyes. "An asset? No, Nora, you're my perfect creation. I taught you everything. How to be elegant, how to be strong, how to handle my dirty work. But you forgot the most important lesson. A creation doesn't dream. It obeys." The blood drained from my face. "As for the last five years…" He paused for a second that felt like a lifetime. "Think of it as maintenance. A weapon has to be kept sharp to be useful, right? Whether I'm using it in my office… or in my bed."

I never back down from a challenge. Fuck.

Leonard said. "Seriously" Alfred scoffed and the door opened, Donald walked in. "Hey bro" he said. "Hey" Leonard muttered. "Is she really your mate?" He asked. "Yeah" Donald replied. "But.." "She is my mate Leo, I think you should get it" Donald said and there was silence. "Wait..you don't even treat her like your mate" Leonard spoke up. "She is an omega, I don't need an omega as my mate" Donald replied.

Impressed. Back at the camp... Sarah is sitting in the camp's personal Church of Christ. Sarah prays "I can't stay!" To God. God told her "I'll send Donald to run the protests for you." To keep her calm. Sarah remembers Donald, then says "That guy? Who is he?" In concern for her group. God says "I have sent him, he'll be good enough." To calm her feelings. Donald was the best choice, he learned & grew as a Lawyer, had faith in God, which caused his cases to skyrocket in success & he was passionate about freeing the Russians.

“Hey, I don’t just listen to eighties music. My dad made me watch all the old shows as a kid. He has a whole library of eighties paraphernalia. That’s how I got hooked.” John yawned again. “Honey, we need to rest.” “Aren’t there four of you on the team? I’ve only caught a glimpse of that other serious dude. The one with the goatee.” “That’s Dave, known as Donnie in the field. We’re all proficient in martial arts but Donnie takes it to another level. Because of his combat skills, he’s named after Donnie Yen Chi-tan—an actor and multiple-time world wushu tournament champion. Dave is our analyst.”

This man, this monster, was broken beyond repair. Donald turned back to Leah, his voice lower but even more menacing. “But before I end you, Jeremy, you’ll watch. You’ll watch me ruin her. I want you to see what your ho really tastes like in the arms of your old man. Your father is very much active. You’ll see.” “No…” Jeremy whispered, stepping forward, only to be met with the cock of the gun again. “Take everything off,” Donald ordered Leah, his voice calm and cold. Shaking uncontrollably, Leah obeyed, her mind numb. She had never felt this helpless, this humiliated. When she was down to her underwear, Donald’s mouth dropped slightly open.

At the same time, Donald was just about to insult the Rejuvenation Pill again when a stream of warmth unfurled in his belly. Then, all his exhaustion was washed away, and he could feel excess substances in his body being pushed outside. Jaud turned to see Donald's look of shock and knew that Donald must have felt the amazing effect of the Rejuvenation Pill. As a martial artist, he had to admit that the Rejuvenation Pill was a miracle pill and infinitely better than the Beauty Pill. However, he was Donald's subordinate, and there were things he must not say. "Fuck… It's actually possible to make something like this?" Donald's eyes widened in shock.

"Really? Donald that's awesome. How did you even think of it? You know with this status, we can easily take him down from within." "That's nothing, I've already stolen three of their clients. I take my job seriously, Miss Dohana." Donald gave Dohana a smug look. 'I really didn't make a mistake hiring this man.' Dohana thought. "Damnit, you're awesome," Dohana couldn't believe it, "infiltrating the enemy? Even I wouldn't have come up with such a great plan. Tell you what, Mr Lewinski, you're worth every penny." "Why, thank you, Miss Dohana." Donald bowed as the waitress brought their breakfast.

' I thought and my blood turned cold as I realized that if it was truly important, he would have sent Lucien like I had suggested then but he went himself and never told me what the important business was. "His marriage is really trending all over social media now." My mum said and I hurriedly ended the call, without telling her goodbye, needing to be sure of what I have just heard. "Please don't be true, don't be true." I whispered, my voice cracking as I went on the net and just like mum said, it was making headlines. "DON LUCIANO, FEARED MAFIA DON AND BUSINESS MOGUL REMARRIES AFTER YEARS." Attached to the news of a picture of a girl in her twenties or thirties in a wedding dress and he, i