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GLIMPSE OF HELL

Author: Bunnyfeets
last update publish date: 2025-10-15 20:17:56

LILY

The attack had ended. Smoke still lingered in the air, and the ground outside the estate was covered in broken glass and the smell of gunpowder.

I stood beside Quan, my hands shaking even though I tried to hide it. My ears were still ringing from the gunfire, my heart still racing.

Dimitri stepped out of one of the cars, brushing dust from his black coat like unfazed as always. His men spread out behind him, checking the area. He looked at me first, then at Quan, then back at me again
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  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   WE SHALL PROTECT THEM

    QUAN The doorbell rings, and I get up to answer it, giving Lia a reassuring glance. "It's the doctor, baby. I'll be right here." Lia's eyes flicker with hesitation, her hand instinctively going to her 5-month bump. I can see the memories flooding back – the kidnapping, the fear... I kneel beside her, voice low. "Hey, we don't have to do this if you're not ready. We can reschedule." She takes a deep breath, eyes locked on mine. "No, I want to do it. I need to know the baby's okay." I nod, squeezing her hand. "Okay. I'm not leaving your side." The doctor, a kind-looking woman with a warm smile, comes in and starts setting up. Lia's tense, her grip on my hand tight. I lean in, whispering, "Breathe, Lia. I'm here." The ultrasound starts, and Lia's eyes are glued to the screen. The doctor's expression is professional, but then she smiles. "Your baby's doing great, Lia. Want to know the sex?" Lia's eyes flick to mine, a hint of excitement. "Yeah, we want to know." The doct

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   YOU'RE SAFE ATLAST

    QUAN I'm gently guiding Lia to the bathroom, helping her wash away the remnants of her ordeal. I hand her a soft towel, and she wraps it around herself, a sense of normalcy washing over her. As we retire to bed, exhaustion takes its toll, and she drifts off to sleep, wrapped in my arms. But the night has other plans. My arm tightens around her, sensing her distress. "Hey, it's okay," I whisper, voice low and soothing. "I'm here. You're safe." Lia's breathing is erratic, tears streaming down her face. "They're... they're still there," she whispers, voice barely audible. "They can't hurt you. Not now. Not ever." I pull her close, my warmth seeping into her chilled skin. "Tell me, baby. What's haunting you?" Lia's voice cracks. "The...the baby...what if..." My voice is firm. "Our baby's safe. We're safe. I've got you." I press a kiss to her forehead. "Sleep, Lia. I'll be right here." Her breathing evens out eventually, but I’m wide awake now. I stare at the ceiling,

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   WHO IS THE REAL FATHER?

    QUAN The masked figure steps forward, removing his gloves with deliberate slowness. The room is frozen, waiting. "Quan," he says, voice dripping with amusement. "I've been expecting you." He steps into the light, a smirk playing on his lips. "You've been... enthusiastic. I approve." His eyes flick to Lia then back to me. "But you've interrupted the party. Unfortunate." He moves closer, confident. "You see, Quan, you're predictable. And predictable is manageable." He stops in front of me, tilting his head. "Now. Are you going to behave?" The air was thick with tension.The masked man's smirk widened, a cold glint in his eyes. "Ah, Quan. You think you're here for Lia don't you?" He steps closer, voice dripping with amusement. "The little plaything. Don Salve's pet wife. " My gut twists. The man's eyes lock to Lia. "Did she tell you about the baby, Quan?" The masked man's smile falters for a split second, and then he bursts out laughing. "Oh, Salve knows, doesn't he?

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   FOUND HER

    QUAN My anger has been simmering for two months, and it's about to boil over. Lia had not yet been found, and no one's talking. I've scoured this city, every dark alley, every shady contact, every inch of pavement. Nothing. She had vanished like smoke. My crew is avoiding me, and I don't blame them. I'm on edge, and they know it. One wrong move, and I'll snap. My control is frowning, and I'm not sure how much longer I can keep it together. I had gotten a tip earlier on. A trafficking ring is on the outskirts. It could be a lead or could be a dead end. I don't care. I'll chase anything right now. I slide into my car, the darkness swallowing me whole. The drive is a blur, my mind racing with worst-case scenarios.If they're hurting her... I push the thought away. Can't afford to lose it now. The warehouse district is slowly coming up. Abandoned joints, shady deals, possible dead ends. I know the smell.The engine roars as I push harder. What if ... I won't let it play out. Sh

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   NIGHTMARES

    LIA I’m running. The hallway is dark. The door in front of me is half-open. I don’t want to look inside. But I’m already there. “On your knees.” The voice slices through the dark. I try to move. My feet won’t obey. Laughter follows,then silhouettes of men surround me. “They always pretend to have dignity at first.” My throat tightens. Inside the room, shadows move across the wall. I can’t see faces. Just shapes. “Look at me when I speak.” A muffled response. “Good girl.” The words echo, louder this time. I clap my hands over my ears. The door swings open fully, and the room is empty — except now I’m the one inside. Four silhouettes turn toward me. “You’re next.” I wake up choking. The darkness is real this time, and so is the pain in my chest. It takes me a second to remember where I am. Then it all floods back. The house. The booking. The hallway. The voices. I sit up, dragging air into my lungs. My hands are shaking badly. I

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   Next time it's you

    LIA I sit on the edge of the mattress when the lock turns again. My body tenses automatically. A different man steps in this time. He sets a tray on the table. “I’m not hungry,” I say before he can speak. “Doesn’t matter,” he replies. There’s rice. Meat. A bottle of water. The sight unsettles me more than scraps would have. “You should eat.” “I said I’m not hungry.” “Listen,” he says, lowering his voice. “You don’t want to start like this.” “Start what?” “They don’t like defiance.” My jaw tightens. “They hit me anyway.” His eyes flick briefly to my cheek. “That was a warning.” My stomach twists. I fold my arms. “And this is what? Kindness?” “No,” he says bluntly. “It’s survival.” “You’re pregnant,” he adds quietly. “I heard.” I hate that word here. It feels exposed. Weaponized. “So?” I challenge. “So starving yourself won’t hurt them.” “I’m not your enemy,” he mutters. “But I’m not your friend either. Eat. Don’t make yourself a problem. Pro

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   EAST WING CONFESSION

    QUAN I found her alone in the east wing, standing by the tall windows where the light hit her face just right . For a moment, I almost turned away. But I’d been avoiding her for too long. “I heard what you asked of Dimitri and Salve,” I said finally, my voice breaking the silence between us.

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-24

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   THE ESCAPE

    LIA The house was too quiet at night.The walls felt alive, humming with secrets I wasn’t meant to know. I sat on the bed that wasn’t mine, silk sheets cold against my skin. The chandelier above me cast golden light, as if mocking me. I didn’t belong here. I never had. The diamond ring on my finger

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-17

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   FUTURE

    SALVEThe room was quiet, too quiet for a night meant to be a celebration. The applause, the champagne, the carefully rehearsed smiles—it was all over now. Behind the locked door of my suite, the world no longer saw the don with the perfect bride at his side. It was just me. And the weight of what I

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-17

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   EASTER BUNNY

    LIA “Where is she?” That voice froze the air in my lungs. It wasn’t Quan’s. The door opened, and in walked a woman I never thought I’d see again — her heels slicing through the silence with the same precision she’d once used to cut my life apart. Mother. No — stepmother. Elara Mancini dr

    last updateLast Updated : 2026-03-25
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