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• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 13

  Ares' POV The door was ajar, and that was the first thing that made me pause. My office was never left open, not even by accident. I might have the habit of keeping it unlocked, even when I didn't mean to, but it's door were never left open. Never. Not unless someone was desperate, or foolish, and in this case, I liked to think whoever it was, was suffering from both of them. I stepped in without a sound, my hands still damp with blood. I'd wiped at it before coming up here, but there was only so much a paper towel could do to get the red hue out. It was faint, but I could still make out some of the guards cleaning up the ness downstairs. For some strange reason, one of those Russian fools had found it wise to trail after me, or so I thought. Only when we'd blown a hole in the middle of his head, did we go through his stuff to figure out who he was. He was a nobody with a chronic drinking problem,but that didn't mean I was going to single him out though. The chances that he was

• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 12

  Anna's POV The dress felt like guilt, and I hated it. It was too tight at the waist, and too soft against my skin. The dress was nothing special, just white silk and expensive lace, wrapped around my body, which just ironically happened to be everything I hated. A wedding dress was meant to symbolize purity, submission and new beginnings. Hell, it was used to mark the love between the couple as being untainted and true, but reverse was the case for me at the moment. Right now, this dress was nothing short of a costume, and my ticket to a lasting bondage with the last man I'd ever imagined a future with. Ares de Luca Sinclair. I sat in the gilded room they'd shoved me into. I had no idea what it was, but it looked like some kind of bridal suite. The place was stuffed with white lilies that smelled too sweet, with lacy curtains hanging around. Not a soul was in here with me, and maybe I wouldn't have seen it as a big deal, if the loud footsteps from behind me weren't a constant r

• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 11

  Ares' POV The morning came quicker than I'd expected, and if I was being honest, I had no idea how I felt about it. The air around my room felt heavy and suffocating, like a calm before the storm. I'd tried to shake it off, but no matter how hard I tried, it lingered, like a damn shadow that just wouldn't go away. My reflection stared back at me from the floor length mirror, and for a moment, I almost couldn't recognize myself. My dark eyes were unreadable, and while that was a normal phenomenon, today felt slightly different. My gaze darted to my clothes, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. I had on black slacks and a black shirt. No tie, no frills, nothing that would hint at this being a wedding. I wasn't one for theatrics, and this wedding, if it could be called that, was for control, not celebration. In the next couple of hours, she would be mine. Mine to take, mine to control, mine to break and rebuild again, if I wanted to. Mine. All mine. That was the whole

• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 10

  Anna's POV The cold stone walls of the room pressed around me, tighter than the guards’ grip ever did. I felt suffocated, and it didn't even help that I was pacing around. My heart thumped rapidly in my chest, while I tried to make sense of everything that had just happened in the past hour. One second I was running for my life, and on the verge of escaping too, and the next, I was being told I was going to be someone's wife. Not just anyone's wife. His. Ares’A shiver raced down my spine at the very thought, and I wondered if it was due to fear, or something else. Anger rippled through me at the thought of feeling something else aside from anger at Ares, and before I could stop myself, I found my fist slamming into the nearest wall. The pain was a welcome distraction from the storm in my head. I knew it was going to hurt later, but right now, I didn't care. Anything to not think about my current predicament. But how did I get here? A small groan slid past my lips as my mind

• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 9

  Ares' POV Anna's reaction was priceless. In fact, I couldn't have pictured a more perfect reaction to my words than how she looked right now. Her face was scrunched up in equal bits of fear and surprise. Like she'd imagined everything, but not that. My decision had caught her unaware, and I loved it. The moment the words had slid past my lips, she went completely still. Stiff. Like an animal caught in a snare, or a little mouse caught in a trap. I wasn't a mind reader, but I could very well say her mind was racing with a million ways as to how her life was finally ruined. It was too late to fight, and yet she'd barely begun. Pathetic, wasn't it? She remained rooted to her spot for what seemed like forever, like she was still processing it and having a hard time believing. Then suddenly, it was gone. She exploded. Her body twisted violently, thrashing , kicking, and fighting like hell. Fighting like she actually had a chance. I'd expected it, and a tiny part of me welcomed it

• The Don's Obsession    Chapter 8

  Anna's POV The night smelled of rain, fresh and clean, and while I would have wanted nothing more than to gush over how it made the night sky beautiful, I didn't have time. I was on a tight schedule, and I didn't push myself to do what I needed to, then I would forever resent myself, and that was the last thing I wanted. I slipped through the shadows, making sure the dark blanket covered each and every inch of my body. Thanks to the slightly open windows in the mansion, the cold air nipped at my skin. It sent goosebumps and a chill down my spine, but I ignored it completely. If I wanted to get out of here, I would have to endure more than a silly cold. My heart hammered in my chest, and every nerve in my body was on fire. I'd timed this perfectly, and I muttered a quick prayer that nothing would ruin it last minute. I hadn't seen Ares since he abandoned me in my so-called room, and even though I was certain I didn't want to see him, a small part of me was furious that he'd j