Library
Maghanap
Home / Mafia / THE DONS' VIRGIN / STRINGS PULLED

Share

STRINGS PULLED

Author: Bunnyfeets
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-10-17 16:12:07
DIMITRI

The thing about control is that most people mistake it for strength. But real control—the one that bends people without them realizing—is all about patience. And I’ve always had just enough of that to make the world dance.

The morning after the shopping trip, the house was unusually quiet. Salve had locked himself in the study again, doing whatever gods of empire-building demanded. Lia, predictably, had disappeared somewhere into the gardens. And Quan—our golden boy — was pretending not to look for her.

I watched from the balcony, cigarette dangling from my lips, the taste of smoke and sunlight sharp on my tongue. Below, Lia sat under the olive tree, a book open but unread in her lap. The wind teased strands of her hair across her face.

She looked softer today. Weaker, maybe. Or maybe that was the illusion she wanted us to believe. Either way, she didn’t belong here, and yet she did.Then there was Quan. He lingered near the fountain, phone in hand, pretending to scroll.
Bunnyfeets

Honestly... this is for that one follower who believed in my works .Thank you Brit.

| Like
Patuloy na basahin ang aklat na ito nang libre
I-scan ang code upang i-download ang App
Locked Chapter
Nakaraang Kabanata Susunod na kabanata

Pinakabagong kabanata

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   SUNSET

    LIA I woke before Quan this time, wrapped in the quiet rhythm of his breathing. The room was washed in early light—no urgency, just the slow certainty of another shared morning. I lay still, letting the weight of his arm ground me. There was something intimate about being awake while he wasn’t—seeing him unguarded, his face stripped of the intensity he carried so effortlessly. In sleep, he looked younger. Almost ordinary. It startled me how much I liked that version of him. My body hummed with the aftershocks of the night. A reminder—not of passion alone, but of closeness. Of being seen without flinching. Quan shifted, pulling me closer without opening his eyes. His body knew where I belonged even before his mind caught up. His breath brushed my shoulder. “I can hear you,” he murmured. I smiled. “You hear thoughts now?” “Only yours.” I turned just enough to look at him. His eyes were open, dark and steady, watching me with an attention that felt earned,that mattered

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   RUIN ME

    QUAN Those two words broke every fragment of restraint in me. My hands undress her.Her pearl white skin,fragile against my calloused hands. " You still can escape Bunny,the door's code is 1790. '' I rasped close to her neck. My breath was fanning against the back of her ear. Her fingers find my hand. She places my two fingers at her entrance,the wetness coercing me to ravish her.Slowly , one digit is in her,her stiffened body trying to adjust to the foreign intrusion. I push in and out,her hole slowly adapting to the new movement. Gasps of air escape her mouth,and another digit joins the rhythm. My throbbing cock spilling in my pants. I needed a release . Her thighs luring me in. My length aligns with them.I move, the red lines being formed, increase my insanity.Her pants, her tight hole, and that was enough for me to burst.My seeds spewing across her thighs and seductively flowing down to the sheets. "I'm about to make you mine. From now till eternity, your body, your

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   GREATER GLASS

    LIA Salve folded his hands. “We’ve decided.” Quan straightened beside me. “About her stepmother?” “Partly,” Salve said, voice calm. “But also about you two.” Dimitri’s grin sharpened. “Congrats, lovebirds. You’re going into Greater-Glass hiding.” My stomach dipped. “Both of us?” “Yes,” Dimitri answered, far too quickly. “Together. One location. Off-grid. Tight quarters.” His eyes gleamed. “Unfortunate, I know.” Quan stiffened. “That’s usually reserved for—” “Situations where we need people safe,” Salve cut in. “Where nothing—no one—can reach them.” “And,” Dimitri added, tapping the table, “where they can’t reach each other’s throats either.” His smile tilted wickedly. “Or where they might. In a different way.” “Enough,” Salve said gently, though his lips twitched. “Lia needs protection. And Quan”—his voice softened—“you’re the only one she trusts enough for this.” Dimitri clasped his hands dramatically. “Plus, she won’t sleep unless you’re breathing in the same f

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   DINNER WITH THE DONS

    LIA The doors opened, and Dimitri was already there — boots on the table, chair leaned back, eating grapes. Salve stood beside him, reading on his tablet.The moment they saw me, both straightened . Dimitri smirked. Salve lifted his eyes. Quan guided me to my seat but didn’t sit until I did. Dimitri raised a brow. “Well, well. Our girl looks like she saw a ghost.” I stiffened. Quan shot him a death glare. “Dimitri,” Salve warned softly, tone like silk hiding steel. “What?” Dimitri threw up a hand. “She did . The old hag’s basically undead anyway.” I almost choked. Salve set the tablet down, clasping his hands neatly. “Lia,” he said with gentle gravity, “you went to see her.” I nodded. Dimitri leaned forward, elbows on the table now, his sarcasm faltering just enough to reveal something like genuine concern under it. “She give you her usual charm? Or did she try the poor-me routine?” “She was…” I searched for the word. “…herself.” Dimitri snorted. “So,

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   WHAT LOVE FEELS LIKE

    LIA “Quan?” “Yeah?” “My stepmother,” I whispered. “What… what’s going to happen to her?” The soft clatter of a servant placing dishes in the far corner faded. “Dimitri and Salve still have her,” he said quietly. “She’s being held in one of the guest wings.” “She was part of it,” I said, voice thin. “Part of… everything that happened to me.” “I know,” he murmured. “What are they going to do to her?” The question fractured in my throat. “Will they kill her?” He didn’t answer immediately. His thumb brushed over the back of my hand. “They won’t touch her unless you want them to,” he finally said. “Dimitri gave me his word.” “My word?” I echoed. “Why should it matter? After everything she did—” “Because it’s your trauma,” Quan said gently. “Your story. Your choice.” My breath caught. “You don’t owe her forgiveness,” he said. “You don’t owe her a second chance.” “And you definitely don’t owe her pain.” I blinked. “Pain?” “Li… you’re not the kind of p

  • THE DONS' VIRGIN   GROWING HEARTS

    LIA My room was dim, lit only by the wavering lamp near the corner. I lay there, eyes open, watching shadows move across the ceiling , winds whispering things I wasn’t ready to hear. It always ended the same way — a hand around my throat, a mask inches from my face, the echo of my own pulse pounding too hard. My breath stuttered. I didn’t make a sound, but the door still opened. “Lia?” Quan’s voice snapped the nightmare’s grip. He didn’t turn on the light. He just stepped inside, closing the door behind him the same careful way he touched me. I exhaled shakily. “Sorry. I didn’t— I didn’t call you.” “You don’t have to,” he murmured, already moving closer. “I know when it’s bad.” He sat on the edge of the bed, close enough that the mattress dipped and his warmth brushed against my side. Always waiting. I didn’t realize my hands were trembling until his eyes flicked to them, his brow tightening. “Li…” The nickname was a breath on his lips. He reached out, then pause

Higit pang Kabanata

Maaari mong magustuhan

Galugarin at basahin ang magagandang nobela
Libreng basahin ang magagandang nobela sa GoodNovel app. I-download ang mga librong gusto mo at basahin kahit saan at anumang oras.
Libreng basahin ang mga aklat sa app
I-scan ang code para mabasa sa App
DMCA.com Protection Status