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Sold to the Enemy: The Don Obsession 060
THE TACTICS OF DESPAIR~ALESSANDRO'S POV~The main bedroom was a mess, like a fancy furniture store that got totally trashed, and I was right in the middle of it.The maps of the Castellano estate were all over the fancy silk sheets I got so Giselle could feel like a queen. but right now, they were just being stained by the sweat dripping off my forehead and the occasional drop of blood from a bandage that was doing a terrible job of staying dry. I was leaning over the mattress, trying to hold a pencil steady enough to mark the entry points Silas was pointing out, but my hand was shaking in a way that made me feel like an ungrateful idiot who had forgotten how to hold anything more dangerous than a teacup."The West Wing isn't just some vanity renovation project, you little fucker, so stop staring at the blueprints like you can wish the walls down with your brooding," Silas croaked, his voice rough like he'd been yelling a lot.He tapped a deformed finger on a section of the basemen
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THE GHOST IN THE ROOM~ALESSANDRO'S POV~The shirt was really rough and scratchy, making it hard to put on. My teeth were clenched so tight I thought they would break.Trying to move hurt like crazy, with sharp pains in my side. I could feel the stitches inside, the ones Dr. Aris had spent three hours obsessing over was starting to hurt against my skin. My side was getting wet with blood, soaking the new bandage.I looked like a piece of meat that had been left out in the rain to rot. And the worst part was not even the shattered ribs or the whistling sound my lung made every time I tried to take a breath that didn't taste like blood; it was the fact that I was currently being watched by the two people in this world I hated most."You're shaking, Alessandro," My father commented, his voice as dry and heartless as a desert wind. He was at the window, hitting his cane on the floor. It made a noisy, bothersome sound that matched the ache in my head."A king shouldn't tremble in front
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THE GHOST OF LORENZO ROMANO~ALESSANDRO'S POV~"You need to lie back down, Boss, because the stitches in your side are already weeping and I'm pretty sure Dr. Aris didn't spend three hours on your lung just so you could tear the whole thing open again by being a stubborn jackass.""I don't care about the shitty stitches, Luca. Give me the phone.""You have a severe concussion and three shattered ribs that are currently trying to punch a hole through your vitals, so if you don't stay still, I'm going to have to sedate you myself," Luca muttered, his voice sounding like it was coming from the bottom of a well while I struggled to keep the room from spinning like a goddamn top."If you don't hand me that phone right now, I will break your jaw with my good hand, so quit being an overachiever and tell me if Daiz's men found the Castellano airstrip yet,"It felt really rough to speak, like swallowing hot coals and battery acid.I tried to sit up, but the unbearable fire in my chest forced m
Sold to the Enemy: The Don Obsession 57
THE DEVIL'S WIFE~GISELLE'S POV~"Get your shitty hands off me!" I screamed, pushing my palms hard against his chest with every ounce of strength I had left in my five-foot-three frame.Marcus tripped back, looking more shocked than injured. At the same time, the big wooden door slammed shut. The noise hit my ears like a punch.The lock turned with a loud click. It was the normal sound for me, being a professional hostage. I stood there, trying to breathe air that smelled like dirt and felt like failure."Calm down, Giselle," he said, acting like we were just having a little fuss over dinner instead of a kidnapping. He smoothed the lapels of his grey suit, looking perfectly polished and completely insane. "You're acting hysterical. It's bad for the baby.""Don't you dare talk about my baby," I spat, scrambling backward until my shoulders hit the freezing wall. My heart was beating a agitated, shitty beat against my ribs, and I had to clench my hands into fists to keep them from sh
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THE ARCHITECT OF ASH~GISELLE'S POV~I did not drink the shitty tea.I had spent the last hour staring at the potted fern in the corner of my room, wondering if the chemical cocktail I had been dumping into its soil all morning was going to kill it before the sun went down. My stomach felt sick, not from drugs, but because living a lie felt like a sore that wouldn't go away.When the lock snapped shut, I stayed still. I straightened my dress and put on the sad, obedient look Marcus wanted, even though I felt like screaming."You're up early,"Marcus entered the room looking refreshed, unlike someone who'd held his sister captive all night in a terrible facility.He looked too sharp in his grey suit, his hair neat like he was going to a business meeting, not a kidnapping. "And you look... better. The color is coming back to your face.""I slept," I lied, my voice sounding light and stable. "The tea actually helps with the dreams, Marcus. Thank you for being such an overachiever."He
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THE WRONG SIDE OF THE CAGE~GISELLE'S POV~The quiet in the old Castellano house wasn't the nice, fancy kind I knew at Alessandro's. It was the kind of quiet that felt like it was waiting for something scary to happen, like a floorboard creaking or someone screaming.I looked in the mirror in my old room. It was the same room where I used to dream of a different life, away from all the bad stuff. But the person looking back at me felt like a stranger.I looked really pale and my hair was a mess. I tried to rub my cheeks to look better, but I still looked like a ghost.The door opened, and I knew it was him by his strong cologne."You're awake," Marcus said, his voice sounding so soft and gentle that it actually made the hair on my arms stand up. "I brought you some tea. Peppermint. I remembered it's the only thing that helps with your nausea."I watched him in the mirror as he walked toward me, looking like the perfect savior in his tailored grey suit, but there was something in the
Sold to the Enemy: The Don Obsession Chapter 49
THE RUNAWAY ~ALESSANDRO POV~THE CITY WAS A SHITTY, CLUTTERED MESS of horns and sirens. Usually, that kind of noise grated on my last nerve after a day spent dealing with the overachieving idiots at the port, but today, it felt strange. Almost effortless.I drove the car through the traffic, one h
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-01Sold to the Enemy: The Don Obsession Chapter 51
THE REVELATION~ALESSANDRO'S POV~THE DOT ON THE SCREEN STOPPED MOVING.I stared at the phone in my hand, willing the tiny, blinking light to keep going, to give me a direction other than the dead end of a shitty industrial park."She stopped," I said. My voice sounded wrecked, like I had spent the
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2026-04-02Sold to the Enemy: The Don Obsession Chapter 47
THE ROMANO USER MANUAL~GISELLE'S POV~Leaving the house felt more like a big challenge than just going out to eat.I stood by the front door, watching Rocco talk into his wrist mic while two other guards did a sweep of the driveway. It was honestly exhausting just watching them. My nerves were al
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THE ROMANO BLOODLINE~GISELLE'S POV~The empty pizza box looked totally ridiculous sitting on that expensive desk. Alessandro wiped his mouth with a napkin, staring at the cardboard like he could not believe he had just inhaled three slices of pepperoni while wearing a three-piece suit."You have
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