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The Don’s Rules

Penulis: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-11 20:01:49

Fernando’s POV

The sound of the front doors closing behind Ashley echoed through the hall like a gunshot then silence followed.

I stood in front of the window, the weight of the glass in my hand cooling my palm, the whiskey swirling amber in the light.

I took a slow sip, watching the liquid burn its way down. My guards’ footsteps faded somewhere down the corridor, leaving me alone with the ticking of the clock and the faint smell of Ashley’s perfume.

She was stubborn, sharp-tongued and loyal in all the wrong ways. The kind of person I didn’t want anywhere near me.

She thought I didn’t know about her little calls, her visits, and her whispering in Michael’s ear. She thought she could move unnoticed in my house.

Foolish woman.

I placed the empty glass on the table, my reflection flickering across the polished wood.

Ashley thought she was defying me, in truth, she was already surrounded by my eyes and ears.

Every time she called Nick, every time she walked back into that building, she
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    Michael’s POVAnabelle must have sensed the storm building between me and Fernando, because the moment our voices sharpened she slipped into the room and gently placed a hand on Henry’s back.“Come with me, sweetheart,” she murmured to him.Henry glanced between us, worry flickering through his eyes, but Anabelle didn’t give him time to protest.The silence that followed was thin, stretched and trembling then Fernando spoke.“You can glare at me all you want, Michael,” he snapped, “but I did what I had to do. You weren’t seeing what Ashley was doing to us, to you.”“To me?” I echoed, incredulous. “You really want to start with that? Go on, say it. Say the ridiculous thing you’ve been hinting at.”Fernando folded his arms, his jaw tight. “Fine, she was whispering in your ear like she always did. Getting in your head, making you doubt us, making you… drift.”My blood boiled.“Don’t do that,” I said, my voice low. “Do not stand there and act like I’m some puppet Ashley controlled. I’m n

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