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The Don's Visit

Author: JacqueAuthor
last update Last Updated: 2025-04-11 14:50:14

Five years Ago

As we waited for the outcome, my mother and I sat together in silence. Then she spoke, her voice laced with curiosity.

"It’s strange," she murmured. "The Don coming to our home? Even if you were the one getting married, it should have been your father who went to his house. This… this is a sign of great respect toward our family."

I glanced at her, surprised. My mother and I had always had a complicated relationship—a love-hate dynamic, a result of the fact that she had always wanted a son. Instead, she got me. That disappointment lingered in her, always somewhere beneath her words, her glances, and the way she treated me.

But ever since talks of my engagement to the Don’s son began, something shifted inside her.

For the first time in my life, she actually paid attention to me.

She started giving me approval, she even acted interested in my life. It was little things like helping me pick out dresses for my dates with Asher. She would sit beside me, actually interested i
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    “I know, I know,” Dana said, waving her hand. “It’s no wonder he’s your ex-husband. What kind of an asshole, an idiot... I mean, how did you even get married to that tool?”I just stood there. No idea how to answer her. No words. No excuses. She took a deep breath and kept going, earnest and wide open.“I get it,” she said. “I really do. And I understand why you divorced him. The man is pure violence. That’s why I felt like you and I should talk. Because I’m ready to help you.”Dana looked me square in the eyes.“Whatever it is...whatever’s going on...you don’t have to stay in a violent home. You don’t have to let a man control you like that, okay? I heard those screams too Ariana...”She took my hand again. Held it tight.“You can come and live with me. Just until we figure something out. Alan wants to help you. I haven’t talked to him yet, but I know he wants to.”I stared at her. Her sincerity. Her kindness. Her complete misunderstanding. She didn’t know who Luca was. Not really. A

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  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON   That Mom

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  • CLAIMED BY THE MAFIA DON   I'll Be Good

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