The Domineering Don‘s Undercover Lover

(Esme's POV)"Doctor, no matter how much it costs, no matter what you have to do, you must save my daughter!" I clung to the doctor's sleeve, my voice trembling as I pleaded.The attending physician handed me a lab report. "Her condition is critical. The best option is combination therapy using lymphocytes and bone marrow from both parents. Treatment could take seven or eight months, possibly two or three years. If either parent refuses to cooperate, she could crash at any time."I turned sharply to Sebastian. "Did you hear doctor? You are her biological father. You must immediately come with me for a bone marrow match!"Sebastian frowned, impatient and disgusted. "Two or three years? Do you know how much of my time that would take? I have a dozen urgent DIA matters every day. I can't keep running to the hospital to have blood and marrow drawn for a girl who's going to die anyway.""She's your daughter!" I was so enraged my body shook, my fingers digging deeply into my palm.Sebastian

(Esme's POV)The next morning, I pushed open the hospital door with a prepared liquid meal, my smile freezing in midair.The bed was empty. Lily was gone."Lily?" I dropped the tray to the floor with a heavy thud.Panic seized me. Then Leo emerged from the bathroom, pushing the black suitcase I had packed.He stared at me with a smug, icy smile. "I already told Dad about the cash and passport in the bottom of your suitcase. You were going to sneak Lily out and run."I felt as if I'd fallen into an ice pit, my heart crushed by a giant hand, my breathing shallow. "Leo, how could you do this? She's your sister!""Good job, Leo." Sebastian and Jessica walked in together. Sebastian patted Leo's shoulder, then turned to me with contempt in his eyes. "Did you really think you could sneak her away from my sight?""Where did you take Lily?" I lunged at Sebastian like a cornered animal, but he caught me by the throat and shoved me back.Jessica stepped closer, towering over me in her heels. "Sav

(Esme's POV)I had been locked in the dark, damp basement for six hours.I lifted the only wooden chair in the room and slammed it hard against the iron door. The chair splintered apart, and I gasped for breath, then grabbed up the scattered wood fragments and smashed them into the walls."Open the door! Let me out! I'm just a doctor, I saved your men!" I screamed into the surveillance camera, my face twisted with fear and desperation.As a former DIA operative, I knew how to play a terrified civilian trapped by gangsters. But not all my panic was an act. Six hours in that basement had left my bladder painfully full, the pressure so intense I could barely think.The heavy iron door finally creaked open.The door swung back, revealing a towering, muscular figure walking in against the light.He stood well over six feet three, his tailored black suit fitted to broad shoulders and a narrow waist.The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a defined collarbone and broad, muscu

(Esme's POV)I was forced to crawl on my hands and knees across the cold floor, the leather collar around my neck tightening against my skin, the cold iron chains gripped tightly in Mateusz's hands.I looked up, glaring at Mateusz standing before me.He looked down at me and slowly unbuttoned his jacket. "Since you refuse to stay put, we're establishing rules. Five of them."He raised a finger, each rule making the pressure around me grow stronger. "First, you may not use any furniture in the room without my permission, including the bed. Second, you may not attempt to leave this room. Third, you may only wear the clothes I provide. Fourth, you may not refuse any of my requests. Fifth..."He bent until his predatory gaze swept the length of my naked body. "No masturbating. No matter how wet or desperate you get, you do not touch yourself without my permission. Not once."I clenched my jaw until my eyes watered. "You're nothing but the Don's dog, a common enforcer. What happens when he

(Third-Person POV)Mateusz sat in the leather armchair in his study, his gaze locked onto the monitor screen, where Esme was curled up on the bed.The study door burst open, Jacqueline strode in with heels clicking sharply. She rested her hands on the wide wooden desk, her red-lipped mouth curling into a sneering smile. "You're too obsessed with her, Mateusz. You've been staring at that screen for an hour."Mateusz shut down the monitor and looked up without emotion. "She's a doctor. I kept her because the Family is at war, and we need someone on call."Jacqueline laughed inwardly. Just a doctor? She had watched Mateusz search the woman's phone, study every item in her history, and deliver her meals himself. He was obsessed.But on the surface, Jacqueline maintained a compliant demeanor, shrugging. "If she's just a doctor, you shouldn't treat her like a prisoner. Locking her up in the second floor will only make her want to escape. A little time outside, even just for a walk, would be