Romans & histoires When The Don's Pride Crumbled At My Feet

I was locked and cuffed. Great. I couldn’t believe my life; I went from living with an abusive father to having a brute for a husband. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ “You think I’m dangerous? Wait until you see what I do for love.” ~Il Don Dante.

"Gianna Rossetti, there's a bullet in here. If I ever cheat on you, use it." The room erupted in gasps. Father smashed a glass in fury, while the Southern elders called him reckless and insane. But I understand the weight of that gesture. It meant placing the Don of Southern Silenzio's life in the hands of the enemy. Later, he told me Antonio nearly lost his mind over it and raged that he'd handed the symbol of Southern Silenzio's power to the heir of their Northern rivals. But he just shrugged and dismissively said, "We'll be family anyway."

He said, picking up and shot of tequila as he gulped it down at a go. And I stared at him getting more amused by his choice of words. They no longer hurt me rather I was only feeling that he was so stupid to think I would ever give any money to him. “You are such a disgrace to fatherhood and I can't wait for you to die so the world would be rid of a pathetic thing like you.

I froze, my eyes blurring with tears; this wasn't how tonight was supposed to go, but I wasn't going to let a couple of useless cops ruin my day. “I pity all of you, Carlos; you are scalded!” I intoned, my voice high and dangerous.” I am the Don now, and if you don't set me free, I'll make sure you are in our chains forever.”

“I hate wasting time; a lot of money can be lost doing that.” "She's a lady after my own heart. Now I understand why my son adores you." "You don't dislike me anymore?" "It's still difficult, but I lost against you, so I made a concession. What else could I want when I've got a powerful woman in the form of my daughter-in-law? A woman powerful enough to bring a man like me to his knees." "I am honored to hear that, Sir." "Please refer to me as Don." "All right, Don."

With every question, Lorenzo seemed to shrink, until finally, his knees gave out, and he fell hard into the snow. He wrapped his arms around my legs, sobbing like a child, with no regard for his Don's dignity. "I was wrong... I was so wrong..." "Please... don't leave me... I know I'm a bastard, but I really do love you..." The once untouchable Don of New York, now as pathetic as a stray dog at my feet. But all I felt was disgust. "Love?" I kicked his hand away from my boot. "Your love is a disease. And I'm finally clean. Now get the hell off my land."

He snaps, landing another lash on my body, making my head drop to the cold floor as I groan. I shudder with heat scattering my senses, veins pop out my face as the metallic taste of blood pools in my mouth. “If you weren't a smart man who proved your loyalty to me that day, I would have shot you dead right now.” The Don hisses,towering over me as the whip drops to the floor. My heart flutters with a wave of relief on seeing that, a stray tear find its way down my cheek but thankfully the sweat pooling on my face helps me hide it as I'm still bowing in front of the Don.

He knew it'll be a failed attempt, but, it wouldn't hurt to try. "You have Abaddon. It's your money's worth. If you do business well enough, influential people are there. Those men come to get women, I can tell you the best place to get the most beautiful and sweetest women. You can even get much more beautiful women than Athena, that that b*tch, Anna. She's nothin to you. Beautiful-" A loud noise cut Don's speech off and almost a second later, "Arghhhh!!!" Don let out a scream as his brain registered the blinding pain in the region below his knee.

“I’ve built everything trying to be worthy of him. I’ve waited five years.” “Then you’re a fool.” Something in me cracked. I dropped to my knees on the cold concrete. “I’m begging you. Give me a chance. I’ll do whatever you want. Just—please.” The silence stretched. Then Don laughed, low and dark. "Get in."

The next thing I knew, I was airborne. Pain exploded through my body as I hit the ground hard. Every bone felt like it had been shattered. I clenched my jaw, biting back a groan, forcing my face into a smirk. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing me break. “You’re just standing in the way of something very inevitable, Don. And you know what happens to obstacles. They go crumbling down,” I said. He kept silent, his eyes trained on me as though he was reading through to my soul.