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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE : Old Feelings

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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-09-15 22:15:06

The bell above the bakery door chimed, cutting through the silence that had filled the counter.

Jesse’s eyes remained fixed on his paper cup. Diego’s question stayed between them, demanding an answer he simply did not have. To like Donato meant decoding the shifting lines of their arrangement—the fierce way the man shielded him, their constant teasing, and that sudden, dizzying heat at the club.

Before Jesse could force his voice to work, a shadow fell across the glass display.

“Hi,” a soft voi
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  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER THIRTY: Desire

    Jesse stayed on his knees, eyes never leaving Donato’s as he leaned forward again. The head of Donato’s cock rested against his lower lip for a moment, warm and heavy. Jesse’s tongue slid out slowly, dragging a wet stripe from the base all the way to the tip, collecting every trace of spit and pre-cum along the way.He paused at the crown, lips parted, then flicked his tongue across the slit in quick, teasing strokes that made Donato’s stomach tighten.Donato’s fingers flexed in Jesse’s hair, not pushing, just holding on. His chest rose and fell faster now, eyes half-lidded but locked on the sight below him. Jesse smiled around the head, then closed his lips just past the ridge and sucked—hard enough to hollow his cheeks—before releasing with a soft pop.A thin string of saliva stretched between his mouth and Donato’s cock; Jesse licked it away without breaking eye contact.He dipped lower, teeth grazing the sensitive skin just beneath the head, a gentle bite that made Donato’s hips t

  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: The Party

    The car ride to Cristoforo's estate passed in absolute silence.Jesse watched the city lights smear into long, jagged streaks against the passenger window. Donato drove with one hand casually gripping the steering wheel, while his other palm rested against Jesse's thigh.Jesse nearly flinched at the warmth of the contact.He tracked the lines of Donato’s knuckles before drifting his attention back to the glass.Donato had barely uttered a word since yesterday, ever since Cristoforo had disrupted the quiet of their house, and now he had one hand resting on Jesse's thigh.Typical Donato.The route to the estate led deep into the bleak outskirts of the city. A fortress surrounded by iron fences topped with spikes and security cameras tracking their approach from every angle.Donato stopped at the massive gate. A voice crackled over the intercom, demanding identification.Donato gave his name. The gate slowly swung open.Jesse's unease grew with every meter they traveled up the winding, t

  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT: The Uncle

    “Why are you going to punish me?... Daddy.”Donato bit his lower lip. Hard.Daddy. Fuck. He loved the sound of that word. He shouldn’t, but he couldn’t help himself.His hand remained against Jesse’s chest, feeling his heart beating rapidly beneath his palm. The defiance in Jesse’s eyes remained, but his body showed how much Donato’s touch affected him.He wants this, Donato realized.The thought alone stirred something inside him. He wanted nothing more than to pull him close and lock those lips with his.He stepped closer, making the difference in their size more obvious. His eyes traveled over Jesse’s bare chest. Jesse pushed back, his back pressing against the cold wall as he gave Donato a proper view of his body.Donato’s free hand moved to the back of Jesse’s neck, his thick fingers tangling in the messy hair.He leaned down, his breath hot against Jesse’s cheek, but he didn’t kiss him yet. Instead, his thumb dragged slowly down Jesse’s chest, past his ribs, tracing the soft sk

  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN: A Soft Spot

    For a moment, Jesse could not believe what he was seeing. His eyes dropped to the gun in Donato's hand, then slowly lifted back to his face.Donato was actually pointing a gun at him.Over a plate of risotto.“Eat or I shoot.” Jesse's gaze remained on him in disbelief, still trying to process the absurdity of the situation.Almost as if he couldn't help himself, he glanced at the plate before looking back at Donato.“Are you serious?”Donato offered no response. He simply held his gaze, the gun still pointed at him. Jesse let out a disbelieving laugh. “You pulled a gun on me because I don't want to eat?”“You think I care?” Donato asked, leaning in slightly. “I'm only doing this so I won't have a dead man in my house. A man considered to be my husband.”Jesse gave him a tired look. “Ah. I see. You're just worried about your reputation. So nobody gets to say the Don killed his husband by starving him.”“Good. You know.” Donato pointed down at the risotto again. “Eat. I will not ask yo

  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX: Staying True to Self

    “I’m Jesse’s husband.”The silence that filled the room felt like a heavy fog.Margherita stared at Donato, her body went rigid. Slowly, as if it pained her to move, she turned her eyes to Jesse.“Your husband?”Jesse swallowed hard. The atmosphere in the room felt thick, making it hard for him to breathe.“mama, I…” The words refused to come. They trapped themselves in his throat. He glanced at Donato, looking for any kind of lifeline, then back at his mother's pale face.“I can explain.”Margherita's eyes remained on him, unmoving.“When did this happen?”Jesse opened his mouth, but nothing came out. Donato noticed the slight tremble in Jesse's hands. Without saying anything, he reached over, his large hand slipped over Jesse's shaking fingers.Jesse looked down at their hands. The simple touch steadied him a little, sending a small wave of calm through his racing chest.Margherita's eyes followed the movement, tracking the physical connection between the two men. She said nothing

  • The Don's Contracted Husband    CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE: Jesse's Husband

    Donato remained where he was long after Jesse disappeared into his room. His mind refused to move past what had just happened.Jesse had been hard. For him. The image kept replaying in his head, no matter how many times he tried to push it away.Jesse wanted him.Donato ran a hand over his face and let out a frustrated breath. All this time, he had thought he was the only one struggling with the attraction he refused to understand. He had blamed the contract, the forced proximity, the kiss, and every other circumstance that had brought them closer.But Jesse had felt it too, and he had seen it. Donato picked up the glass of bourbon he had abandoned earlier and took a drink, but even the liquor couldn't quiet his thoughts.Why Jesse?... And why did knowing that Jesse wanted him affect him this much?He had no answer.For the first time, Donato wasn't only fighting his own attraction, he was now dealing with the knowledge that Jesse might actually want him just as badly.He stared at t

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