Novel & Cerita Who Is Dio Son

He probably hadn't expected the same young woman who'd once knelt in front of him to be lecturing him as Donna of his own family. His eyes went cold. "Liana. You think you're really the Donna?" "Don't think I'm fighting alone. I speak for the elders." "Lorenzo is my son. You think he's going to side with you over me?" I crushed the cigar out and kept my voice light. "You can ask him. See what he picks." "I've got time. You, on the other hand." I glanced at him. Smiled wider. "You're running out. Time's on my side. Not yours."

I heard Steve tell him, “You need to stay the fuck away from my family Darren, if you don’t I’ll make sure you never come near anyone again.” Darren began to laugh, “Are you kidding me Steve, do you know whose son you are playing daddy with, it’s my fucking son, and it’s my fucking girl. I told you that from day one!” Steve didn’t say anything he just held him in place, Darren again was trying to stir stuff up,

"Damn! The old man just killed his son, how unbelievable!" "That is what you think Boss, but rumor has it that Jordan is not the biological son and there is someone affiliated to Mister Goh by blood residing in Italy. There are rumors circulating that his real son is hiding and secretly running the business there." I raised one brow. "Italy? Of all places!? And that explains why it was easy for him to strike Jordan and end his life. How many secrets are there in his closet? I assume that Julliana does not know about it yet."

The lean man roared sinisterly. "Are you Kong Cheng?" Zhou Tian asked. "It's me!" Kong Cheng replied. He was indeed Kong Cheng, Kong Feiliang's son. He might also be the strongest person in the entire Huaxia's evil arts. "Dad, come in and save me..." Kong Feiliang cried. Seeing that Kong Feiliang's arm was covered with blood, Kong Cheng's face was full of anger. "Who are you? Why are you looking for me?"

Terrah said while looking at the object she was holding. Before giving the book to her grandma, he first read what was written on the back. It was Terrence Johnson's diary entitled, "Diary of a Billionaire's Son." The boy understood that it was his father's life experience. She wanted to know what it contained, so he let his grandmother read it to him. "AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER FATHER WITH THEIR SON NAMED TERRAH," the grandmother said after reading the last quote written in the book.

“And you? What about you? You are a Gardier too after all.” Dio sighed, a rare moment of vulnerability crossing his cold features. “My father was the second son, the 'spare' to Jean and Gilbert’s father, the 'heir.' They were identical twins, which made my father the perfect... scapegoat.” Alexa’s breath caught in her throat. “Is there something bad happen... where is your father now...?” His smirk returning, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes this time.

Alessandro said, "and the Varrone name will not survive the night." Franca dropped to her knees. The Varrone men followed, their faces gray. Nico stayed where he was, touching the blood at his mouth. "Daughter," he whispered. "Vitale heir." I looked down at him. "Now you understand why your men never found me." His anger turned into desperate joy. "Then it is fine. Better than fine. We can start over. You are powerful, I am Don Varrone, and Luca is our son. Everything can be fixed."

“Am I wrong or am I right, El Diablo?” Drago asked, his men touching their guns on their waists, waiting for the order to strike. “I called you here, not only because I needed your help, but because I know you kidnapped my daughter, now, the only thing that would save your life, the only thing that would prevent my men from emptying their barrels on you is if you answer my questions.”

"Did you do this to my son, Sophie?!" I caught her wrist, and she frowned from the pain as I had used a little too much force. "Mrs. Jameson." I released her hand and took a step back. "Your son contracted a sexually-transmitted disease, which his newlywed wife, Rita Sloane, transmitted to him. Do you need me to give you a copy of his medical report?" Her face turned pale instantly, while Scott's father leaned against the wall, looking as if he had aged ten years. "Scott… Is it true that he…" His voice quivered.

"Fine then, I'll tell you! I want to join your little crusade against Erebus as an emisary!" "What!?" He asked confused. Demons were forever loyal to master of darkness, they follow him doing his every command. "You are right to be surprised. See some of my siblings are tired of my father's eternal hold over us and want freedom.. " "Wait, father!?" He asked gripping the sword tighter. The demon not liking the interruption one bit but didn't take it to heart. He stood from the stair case. "I am sorry we haven't properly met. I am Thanatos son of Erebus!" He gave a mock bow rising with an expression that opposed Grey's. One of total amusement.