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
Chapter: Chapter 123Elizabeth's point of view: Three days laterRichard handed Carlos over to the police with a plan—get Laura to confess on tape while they listened in. The setup was simple: Carlos had already called Laura earlier, demanding more money and threatening to expose her. That call was taped. He’d asked for an outrageous sum Richard knew she couldn’t raise, and halfway through, Richard walked in causing her to panic and suggest they met and discussed in person. “Mic check, camera check—go,” the detective ordered, his voice firm as Carlos sat in the old abandoned graveyard, the meeting point Laura had chosen. We all waited inside a van parked behind it, my pulse thundering in my ears.“Suspect arriving,” an officer murmured into his radio.On the monitor, Laura appeared, her face half-hidden under thick glasses and a wide hat. My heart clenched. I quickly texted Richard, Richard was with Lilly, Laura had told him that she needed to go visiting a friend who was sick. We watched in silence
Last Updated: 2025-09-03
Chapter: Chapter 122Elizabeth’s Point of View: It had been a week, and I was still trying to pick myself up. I knew walking out of Richard’s life was my choice, but it was the hardest thing I had ever done—harder because he didn’t even try to stop me.“Are you satisfied with the presentation, ma’am? If you are, I’ll go ahead and book the venue,” I asked my biggest client yet—an actress who had hired me to plan her wedding.“Yes, Elizabeth, I am,” she said, rising to her feet. “Everything is perfect. I can’t wait.” She extended her hand, and I took it with a smile.“Thank you for trusting Lola’s,” I said, guiding her to the door. Business had been picking up lately, and luckily, it was the perfect distraction.“Emily, I’m heading out for lunch. Do you want to come?” I called out, slipping into my jacket. Silence. I frowned. “Emily?”No answer.I walked out to the reception—and froze.Richard was sitting there in the waiting room. Emily stood nearby, nervously making him coffee like she was serving royalt
Last Updated: 2025-09-01
Chapter: Chapter 121Richard's point of view:As soon as the call ended, I took a deep breath, my mind going back to Elizabeth. At last, I had something to show her, prove that I believed and trusted her. I scrolled through my phone, thinking of calling her right away, but just as I was about to dial, the sharp crash of glass breaking echoed through the house.I rushed to the sound and found Laura on the floor, glass scattered everywhere, blood running down her leg.“Are you okay?” I asked, eyes scanning the mess before meeting hers.“I’m sorry,” she said quickly, her voice shaky. “I was trying to get Lily a glass of water. She usually wakes up at night for a glass.”I nodded, glancing again at her bleeding leg.“That’s okay, just be careful next time,” I said, about to leave when she stopped me.“Can you please help me?” she whispered, struggling to move.I turned, hesitant. The last thing I wanted was to get caught in something uncomfortable.“Fine,” I sighed, helping her to the couch before clearing th
Last Updated: 2025-08-31
Chapter: Chapter 120Richard's point view: My heart dropped and my phone almost did too, so there was a burner, Elizabeth was right? Why did it feel like I wanted her to be wrong so badly. I walked out of Rachel's office calling Benjamin almost immediately. “You said you found the burner?” I asked. “Yes, sir. She hid it in the bathroom ceiling.” I shut my eyes, a sharp ache pressing behind them. Elizabeth’s words came rushing back, her fall in Laura's room, how I had thought she was losing it. God, I owed her an apology. A big one. “What did you find? Who has she been in contact with?” I asked, remembering how Elizabeth swore Laura had an accomplice, the one who pulled the trigger. “Nothing, sir. The phone looks brand new, like it’s never been used.” “That’s impossible,” I muttered, pacing. “If Elizabeth was right about the burner, then she must’ve been right about everything else.” “Sir?” " Laura is a smart girl, I am certain she is hiding something in that phone" I said pausing as my m
Last Updated: 2025-08-31
Chapter: Chapter 119Richard’s point of view:Elizabeth was right. How could I have even thought—for a second—that she would ever do such a thing? I didn’t deserve her. The thought tore at me as I paced the room, back and forth, my chest heavy, my heart aching. I was so disappointed in myself I couldn’t even run after her when she walked out.My head spun, trying to figure out what to do, how to fix this, how to make it right. There was only one way.I grabbed my phone and called Benjamin.“Ben, do you still work with Stacy, the investigator?” I asked the moment he picked up. No pleasantries. I couldn’t waste time.“Yes, sir.”“Good. Hire her. I need her to investigate what really happened to my daughter.”There was a long pause. I could hear him sigh through the phone.“Sir… I don’t advise that. The police are trying to close this case. If they find out we’re digging, they might reopen it—and I can’t guarantee Elizabeth’s safety if—”“Just do it,” I cut him off, my frustration bleeding through my voice.
Last Updated: 2025-08-29
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
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