The Don's Captive

Fiorenzo carried me into the closet while I was still trembling from climax."Don't make a sound." He kept his voice low.Through the gap in the closet, I watched Gianna walk in and pull him into a kiss. Then they had sex frantically all over the bedroom.The sounds of Gianna's moans tortured me. Only after Gianna exhausted herself and fell asleep did Fiorenzo pull me out of the room."Go back now. And don't wear red again. It doesn't suit you."Later, that red nightgown truly disappeared from my wardrobe; Fiorenzo still controlled every aspect of my life. However, he no longer kissed me or touched me.The morning after the wedding, I went to the dining room for breakfast and saw Gianna wearing my red nightgown.She acted as if nothing was wrong, her tone cheerful. "Clarissa, want to try the breakfast I made?"I saw the vivid kiss marks on her neck. I saw the ring on finger, the one that symbolized her position as Madre of the mafia family.Once, Fiorenzo had slipped that same

We planned to head to the city of Morok.The Curiaca family there was at odds with the Ricci family. Fiorenzo would not venture there easily.On the boat, Luigi told me the truth. His missing fingers were also courtesy of Fiorenzo, because Fiorenzo believed Luigi had developed feelings for me that he should not have.I caressed his damaged hand. "So do you really have feelings for me?"His cheeks flushed red. He nodded.This was an honesty Fiorenzo did not possess.I realized that perhaps I should find someone close to my age, have a normal romance, and live an ordinary life.At this thought, tears suddenly fell without my control. Luigi carefully wiped away my hot tears, his tone as reverent as a believer facing God."Clarissa, from the first moment I saw you, I secretly vowed to become your most loyal knight. As long as you are happy, I will give you everything, even my life."Under his gaze, I kissed his forehead. "Thank you."As the boat pulled away from the mainland, I p

I did not know when he had transferred me to this lavishly decorated room. Either I had slept too deeply, or it was that damned sedative again.Anger and fear drove my instinctive retaliation. I punched him in the chest. Battle-hardened as he was, he clearly felt no pain. Instead, a wicked smile curled at the corner of his mouth."Clarissa, isn't this what you've always craved?" He rolled over, pinning me beneath him, trying to enter me."Get off me, you shameless bastard!" I cursed, every cell in my body resisting him."Before, you were my adopted daughter. I restrained my feelings to keep the family from falling into scandal. But now you're Fernanda. I can make that identity real for you, and then we can truly be together." He bit my earlobe as he spoke in that seductive voice of his."You want me as your mistress? What about your delicate little wife? Does she know what you're doing?"With that, I bit down hard on his shoulder until the taste of blood spread through my mouth.

Like the car speeding forward on the highway, my mind was racing to figure out how to respond."No need to be nervous. I won't hurt you. I know you have nothing to do with the Ricci family's crimes. I found you because I'm hoping you can help us obtain important evidence to convict Fiorenzo Ricci." Rory looked at my cautious expression as he spoke."Do you know what happens to people who betray the mafia? Besides, I don't even know if we're being followed right now." I looked nervously out the rear window. There was indeed a black Dodge following us."The one behind us is my colleague. I'll ensure your safety, both now and in the future."I looked at him through the rearview mirror. His smile was honest and handsome, the kind that easily put people at ease.He brought me to an office at the police station and got me hot coffee and a chocolate donut. I nodded my thanks, then said, "Let's begin. What do you want to know? What do you want me to go back and get?""No rush, Ms. Diam