The DON's Princess
Six months." That’s all he offered her. “I can only help you for six months. After that, I have to go back to my world," Victor said, his dark eyes piercing as he spoke. There was something about this man that sent chills down her spine, and yet, that same thing pulled her to him.
Sophia Martins, a sheltered 23 year old, had spent six years living a lie. Forced into marriage with her childhood crush, John Smith, she believed it was the only way to keep a fraction of her late father’s company. But when she learns the truth,that the company had always been hers,she files for divorce, determined to take back what was stolen from her.
Her plans for freedom, however, take a deadly turn when John sends a hitman after her. Just as her life hangs by a thread, a mysterious and devastatingly handsome stranger intervenes, saving her and offering to be her bodyguard,but only for six months.
As the days unfold, Sophia finds herself irresistibly drawn to him, only to discover that William, her charming protector, is not who he claims to be. He is Victor Falcone, the ruthless Mafia Don feared by all. As she’s thrust into his dangerous world of power and violence, her questions multiply.
Why did he lie to her? Why had he been protecting her?
Will their love be able to withstand the truth, or will Victor’s reality tear them apart?
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Chapter: Chapter 26 I turned to William, my eyes pleading for help. "What do I do?" I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. He simply nodded, his expression steady and assured. "I’ll handle it," he said before stepping forward. "Excuse me, listen up, everyone!" William’s voice echoed through the lobby, commanding attention. Conversations reduced, and one by one, heads turned in our direction. A few employees exchanged uncertain glances, but soon, silence settled over the crowd. "The email you all received is false," he stated firmly. He gestured toward me as I took a step forward. "This is the new C.E.O." I straightened my shoulders as William continued. "Her name is Sophia Martins, and she is more than capable of leading this company. She has stepped in to honor her father’s legacy, and under her leadership, this company will not decline—it will thrive." His gaze swept across the gathered employees, his voice unwavering. "That email was nothing more than a disgraceful attempt to tarnis
Last Updated: 2025-03-03
Chapter: Chapter 25Sophia’s Point of View: I tossed and turned all night. Despite the room’s complete renovation, I couldn't sleep. For the first time since the incident, the nightmares returned—vivid, relentless, and cruelly familiar. I was back on that cold bench, chains biting into my wrists. The strange man loomed over me, his shadow stretching across the dimly lit room. Beside him stood Ava and John, their laughter slicing through the suffocating silence, their eyes gleaming with twisted delight at my helplessness. And then there was William—my hero. He appeared, just like before, ready to save me. But just as his hand reached for mine, a deafening gunshot tore through the air. I watched, horror twisting in my gut, as he crumpled to the ground. His body lay still, lifeless. And that was when I felt the most fear—not when I was tied up, not even when I thought I was going to die. It was the sight of William’s body on the floor that truly broke me. I woke up gasping, sweat clinging to my
Last Updated: 2025-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 24John's point of view: "This bitch." I stared at her, watching as she bossed everyone around. This was the same little Sophia who used to worship the ground I walked on, and now she had the guts to talk back to me? I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my anger in check, but it was damn near impossible. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to put her back in her place. She was beneath me, and it didn’t matter if her father had all the money in the world—or if she did now. "Well, you should get to cleaning. From the look of it, you might have to spend the whole day," she said with a smirk, mocking me. I shot her a glare before turning my attention to the room. My stomach twisted. 'How the hell did anyone live here?' It looked more like a closet than a room. I stepped inside, forced to duck my head to get through the doorway. Sophia was tall. how could she even fit in here for so long. The place was disgusting, the kind of space even rats would turn their noses up at. I looked ar
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 23Sophia's point of view; "Follow me. I'll show you to your rooms," I instructed, gesturing for John to get to his feet. He hesitated for a fraction of a second before rising. Rose followed close behind as I led them down the hall. The room I chose for John was one I knew all too well. My old room. The one Maxwell Smith had forced me to stay in. It was tiny, damp, and wedged directly under the staircase. I had spent countless nights staring at the low ceiling, my body aching from exhaustion, yet unable to sleep because of the constant creaking above me—the heavy stomping of feet, reminding me of my place beneath them. The only nights I ever found peace were when Maxwell was away. Rose would let me sneak into her room, where the mattress was soft, and the silence didn't suffocate me. "Here," I said, pushing the door open. A gust of dust rushed out, thick and stale, forcing all of us to cough. The air inside reeked of mildew, and the mold that had once been a small patch on the w
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 22Was I not his type? I wondered, my mind racing as I stared at William. Was he even into women? I shook off the thought. Why was I always drawn to men who didn’t find me attractive? First John, now William. 'Snap out of it,' I told myself, pushing the thoughts away. "I’ll ask Grace to clean the room for you. While she does that, you can have your men set up the cameras," I instructed, my voice firm. William had suggested installing cameras throughout the house, insisting it was the best way to protect me. "Everywhere except the room I’ll be staying in," I added. "And I want full access to the footage." I didn’t wait for his reply before turning away, my steps carrying me toward the master bedroom. The moment I stepped inside, a chill crawled up my spine. My breath caught in my throat. The room looked exactly like the one John and I had shared. The same furniture. The exact same curtains. The wallpaper. Even that hideous painting of a boat—hung in the same spot where a c
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
Chapter: Chapter 21 Sophia's Point of View: I watched as John and his family carried their boxes out of the house, yet the satisfaction I had expected to feel never came. My gaze drifted to Rose, and a hint of sadness tightened my chest. After my mother’s death, she had been like a mother to me. And just like me, she had suffered under the Smiths’ cruelty. "Wait!" I called out, suddenly uneasy at the thought of Rose being out on the streets. I folded my arms over my chest, forcing indifference into my tone. "I might consider letting you all stay in the guest quarters—if you beg." John turned, his face twisting with disdain. "Beg you?" he spat. "Never." His voice dripped with pride. I glanced briefly at Rose. She was looking at Maxwell as though hoping he would say something, but he didn't, and she stayed quiet. She was always a loyal wife. "Suit yourself," I said with a shrug, watching them leave. I knew John hated handling cash—so much so that they probably didn’t have enough on them to even p
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
The Billionaire's Deal
“In those two years, you will do everything I ask of you, no questions asked,” he stated, his tone firm.
I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. “I’m not done. During those years, you are not allowed to be with any man, young or old. No dates, no clients, no flirting. If you so much as smile at a man, the contract is broken”
"And if you break any part of the contract, you’ll pay me the full amount, plus 200% interest. And I always collect my debts, Elizabeth, one way or another." His voice deepened into a threat.
I swallowed hard and stared at the table in front of me, my heart racing. If I didn’t sign it, my sister could die.
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When the broken meets the unlucky, sparks ignite.
Elizabeth James has always considered herself unlucky, but nothing tests her resolve more than her sister’s life-threatening illness. Desperate to save her, she accepts help from Richard—a powerful billionaire with his own demons. His help comes at a price: two years bound by his rules, doing whatever he says, no questions asked.
Haunted by the betrayal of his ex-wife, Richard lives by a single regret: ‘I wish I made her pay.’ When Elizabeth—a young orphan who bears an uncanny resemblance with his ex—enters his life, a misunderstanding convinces him she’s just another gold digger. Manipulating her into an impossible deal, Richard plans to humiliate her and make her break.
But what begins as a calculated act of revenge spirals into something unexpected. Richard finds himself drawn to Elizabeth in ways he never imagined could ever happen again.
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Chapter: Chapter 118Elizabeth’s point of view:Three months later:Richard was right—I did need a lawyer. Laura's plan was deeper than I thought, and the evidence against me was solid. She managed to make it look like I kidnapped Lilly and shot my accomplice to keep it a secret. My fingerprint and DNA were everywhere.It took months of going to court and even a night in jail, but somehow Richard’s lawyer, Benjamin, had managed to get the case against me thrown out. He made the evidence look circumstantial—saying I was only there to save Lily after receiving a call from the kidnappers, that my fingerprint was on the gun because I’d grabbed it and accidentally fired in self-defense. Richard and Benjamin even went as far as creating a fake ransom call and backdating it to the day it happened. I had no idea how they pulled it off, but I guess that was the perk of being engaged to the best software engineer in the world.Now I was free. The police were preparing to close the case due to lack of any other evid
Last Updated: 2025-08-27
Chapter: Chapter 117Elizabeth's point of view:My heart skipped, and I immediately did what I was told. My chest rose and fell fast, my mind swirling, my hands trembling as I lifted them in the air. The officer moved closer, his face stern, the cold metal cuffs clutched in his hand.“Ma’am, you are under arrest for the kidnapping of Liliana Richard. Anything you say or do…” he began to recite, as he grabbed my wrist and started wrapping the cuffs around it.The snap of the metal made my pulse race harder, but just as he was about to lock it, Richard’s voice cut through.“Excuse me—what do you think you’re doing?”He rushed over, standing right beside me, his tall frame casting a shadow over both me and the officer.“Sir, we got a call from a witness telling us they saw Ms. James Kidnapped your daughter and bring her here" the police said. "The tip also told us that she was planning to move to a different location we didn't act fast" the officer explained, still holding onto my wrist.“Call?” Richard’s
Last Updated: 2025-08-26
Chapter: Chapter 116Richard’s Point of View:"Please hold on, sir, while I talk to the morgue technician," the officer said, pointing to a chair in the waiting area at the police station.I nodded and sat down, my legs tapping against the floor without me thinking about it. My mind was moving faster than my body, looping through the same thoughts. I told myself not to let it wander, but it kept drifting there anyway."Poor Laura," I muttered under my breath. If my heart felt this heavy, I could only imagine hers — three years raising our daughter, only to lose her like this.Then I thought of Elizabeth. This would crush her too. The trauma she was already going through, I could almost see her spiraling.I glanced at the clock. It felt like I’d been sitting there for hours. Did the detective fall asleep? Why was he taking so long?The more minutes passed, the harder it was to stop my mind from going places. I thought about what it would mean losing Lily again. The thought made my chest tighten.Suddenly m
Last Updated: 2025-08-10
Chapter: Chapter 115Elizabeth's Point of view: “Move and I shoot,” the man said, pressing the barrel harder against my head.My heart skipped, Beads of sweat slid down my temple.He extended his hand toward me. “The phone.”I swallowed, nodding slowly.“Liz? What’s going on? Liz?” Vivian’s voice panicked in my ear.I pulled the phone away, hesitating for half a second before handing it to him. He glanced at it once, then threw it to the floor and crushed it under his boot. The crack of breaking plastic and glass made me flinch. Pieces scattered across the dusty ground.Before I could move, he grabbed my arms, yanking me to my feet.“Don’t try anything funny,” he said, cocking the gun for me to hear. “Move.”I did exactly what he said, my legs stiff and shaky. He pushed me forward, guiding me into the building.Inside, Laura was standing right in the middle of what looked like a living room — the smell of coffee in the air, curtains drawn, furniture neat. A satisfied smile curved on her lips.“You fell
Last Updated: 2025-08-09
Chapter: Chapter 114Elizabeth's Point of view:“What!” My heart stopped. My chest tightened, and hot tears began to slip down my cheeks, faster than I could wipe them away."It can't be" I muttered as I shot to my feet, grabbing my robe,following Richard as he began walking out of the room. My legs felt shaky, but I didn’t slow down, keeping my eyes on his back as he walked quickly down the hallway. He didn’t even glance at me — he went straight to Laura’s door and pushed it open.I stopped by the door, leaning by the wall, my heart pounding, my mind racing.“The police found something…” I heard Richard say and Laura broke down, her crying cut through the air “It can’t be… not my Lily! Not my baby!”Her voice cracked, the sound so raw it made my throat ache. She sobbed and wailed like the world had ended, and for a moment, I almost believed her. Would she really let her daughter die?Richard murmured something I couldn’t make out — gentle words meant to calm her. After a minute, the sound of her sobs
Last Updated: 2025-08-09
Chapter: Chapter 113 Elizabeth’s point of viewThree days laterIt had been three days. Three whole days — and still no ransom call, no message, no word from the kidnappers. It was driving me crazy. It was driving all of us crazy.Richard had managed to trace the getaway van, but by the time they got there, it was nothing but a burnt shell, abandoned in the middle of nowhere. No fingerprints, no plates, nothing to hold onto.My suspicions about Laura were stronger than ever. The more I pieced things together, the more it made sense — why she would do it, how Lily’s kidnapping had somehow gotten her closer to Richard. They were suddenly a team. Visiting the station together. Standing side by side at press conferences, where she faked tears, begging the kidnappers to “please return my daughter” and promising they would “pay any price.”And Richard… Richard felt the need to be there for her. To console her. Every time I tried to raise a concern, I sounded like the selfish, cold-hearted woman who didn’t care
Last Updated: 2025-08-08
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