Jared Donalson の小説・ストーリー

he said as I interrupted him. “A tough time? You don’t get anything Jared, you weren’t there! I let a boy die, I sent him to his death!” I yelled again as I stood up and slammed my fists down on the table. “Shit happens Damon, that’s not on you, Darwin killed him!” he said equally angry now. “I could’ve stopped it and I didn’t,” I replied. “Stepping down over guilt is not going to take it away!” he yelled at me. “I can’t shift Jared!” I yelled as he looked at me in disbelief.

"You're his wife. You were pregnant and bleeding in the ruins, and they secured the weapons first? If I hadn't brought you here immediately, you wouldn't have just lost the baby. You would be dead. Where is he now? Does he not care at all?" "He's probably with Monica," I answered in a low voice. The doctor fell silent. Naked pity filled his eyes. Even he understood the line Enzo and Monica had crossed. I asked to be left alone. After the door closed, I reached for my phone. The underworld had already begun to stir. The title of Don came bundled with blood, power, and gossip. The first rumors surfaced on dark web forums. Footage showed me collapsing in the armory, soaked in blood. Clips from

Someone who was one step ahead. The way someone had always been one step ahead. Sophia stood up. Moved to the oven. Pulled the croissants out on autopilot, her hands doing the work they always did while the rest of her was somewhere else entirely. "Raymond Holt," she said. A pause. "He is in Florida," Dana said. "Retired. No professional activity for fourteen months." "No professional activity we can see," Sophia said. Another pause. Longer. "I will run him," Dana said.

Tears welled up as he struggled to his knees, his injured leg trembling beneath him "Please" he gasped "I'm begging you. I didn't touch her and I didn't do anything wrong” His voice cracked. "It was all Zara's plan. She sent Jia to me—she wanted Jia out of the movie so she could take her place” Silvio didn't speak. He just stared, calculating. Then finally, his voice broke the silence "Do you know who I am?" Arthur shook his head "I don't” A slow smirk spread across Silvio's face "I'm the don of this country. I'm Silvio Romano"

He was smiling, but concerned that I was going down a deep, dark hole. "Adonis," he said, trembling. "Are you sure about this?" "Sure about what, Dad?" I asked, pretending to be dumb, despite the fact that I knew exactly what he meant. He wheeled his chair closer to me, his gaze fixed on mine. "Donnie, you know what I mean. This marriage is doomed from the start. You can't even stand the girl.” My jaw tightened. "That's not true," I responded, my voice steady. "She isn't a bad choice, and I'm sure I'll grow to like her. "I've made my decision."

“I’ll be out soon.” Still staring at myself, I willed my face not to look empty or soulless. The last thing I needed was for anyone to know how miserable I truly was. Taking a deep breath, I stepped out of the dressing room, flashing Wilbet a practiced smile. “We’re going to be late,” he said again, voice tense. “No, we’re not. Malcolm is rich. The rich never start at the appointed time,” I replied breezily. “Now stop frowning—you’ll get wrinkles.”

“I’m sorry for what happened. I’m sorry for putting your life in danger. I never meant for any of this to touch you.” My stomach twisted. “Oh my god, you do know her.” He nodded once, it was slow and miserable. “Who is she?” “Her name is Donna Sofia.” He spoke the name like it tasted bitter. “She’s married to one of the old bosses, Don Moretti. Back when Don Antonio adopted me, Don Moretti and Antonio were partners, they were thick as thieves.” He paused, rubbed his thumb across his knuckles like the motion could erase what came next.

However, he had never felt so insulted until now. “How dare you call me ugly! I’ll have you know that faces like mine can turn any straight man gay!” It was true. With a face that could get him evicted from a country for superior aesthetical genetics and a style that set the trends, Jericho Jadwin was one of the most handsome humans to grace this planet. Yet, there was Dawn Daniels, a childhood friend who was blind to that beauty. “Save it for the pigs,” Dawn growled and wrestled from Jericho’s death grip, freeing himself and yanking himself out of the seat. “I’ll call you after I get a new phone.”

Perhaps there might be an upside to this deal. "Oh oh, here comes the main man!" Dustin said, directing his grin at a distance. I followed his gaze and saw Don Morano, Leonardo's uncle, walking right at us with a squad of bodyguards. He exchanged cheerful pleasantries with Dustin and greeted Monica and me as well. "Come on, let's head to a private place," Don Morano said. "Lady Lexi, it's been a great pleasure meeting you, but I have to leave now. Perhaps you could meet my daughter," Dustin said as he walked away with Don Morano.

That I have only one weakness. That weakness is Vincent. And the second person? Don Vincent White himself. The youngest, most ambitious, most dangerous Don in the city. I understood my grandfather's confusion. Even I hadn't seen this coming. Vincent's three-year mission. All a lie. I didn't say a word about what I'd heard. But my grandfather must have sensed something. He was quiet for a long moment, then spoke softly. "If you've truly made up your mind, your grandfather will support you. Come home. I promise you, your future will not be filled with sorrow."