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Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 19
They were the cruelest words Gavin had ever heard.Even drugged, even in a haze of pure instinct, all she felt for him—Gavin Whitestone—was a bone-deep terror.She was truly afraid of him. He was the monster from her nightmares.And the name she called for in her darkest moment was Dorian.Gavin looked down at the trembling woman, at the tears escaping her eyes, and suddenly, the twisted possessiveness receded like a tide, leaving behind a dead, barren wasteland.He couldn't win.Even if he took her by force, even if he got her pregnant, he had lost her forever.He had personally turned the girl who adored him into a terrified creature who flinched at the sound of his name."AHHHH!"Gavin let out a desperate, animalistic roar and recoiled from her. He slammed his fist against the car window. The bulletproof glass cracked, and his hand became a bloody mess.With trembling hands, he took off his suit jacket and wrapped it tightly around her disheveled form.He grabbed a water bottle from
Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 18
The Moonlight sat on a cliff, the waves crashing below.Gavin had booked the entire restaurant. He wore a perfectly tailored suit, his face clean-shaven. He looked handsome, like the man I first met ten years ago.When I walked in, I felt Gavin's eyes lock onto my neck.On the mark Dorian had left last night.He'd been jealous when I told him I was meeting Gavin alone. I had to reassure him somehow.I saw Gavin's hand clench into a fist, but I pretended not to notice.I sat down. "After this meal, I expect you to keep your promise.""Of course," Gavin said, his voice hoarse. "Here. A toast to our past."He picked up the decanter and poured me a glass of red wine.The dark liquid swirled like a cup of blood."I don't drink," I said."Just one sip," he begged, his eyes pleading but hiding a black hole of darkness. "After this, we're even."I hesitated. I just wanted this to be over.I picked up the glass and drank it all."Goodbye, Gavin." I put the glass down and stood to leave.Gavin d
Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 17
(Gavin's Perspective)Gavin returned to New York, a walking corpse, a soul-sucked shell. His ribs were still broken, but he couldn't feel the pain. The hole in his heart was too vast, too cold.Nonna looked at her ruined son, a flicker of something hard in her old eyes."Gavin, a Whitestone man never gives up," the old woman said, leaning on her cane. From a locked ebony box, she took out a small glass vial.Inside was a shimmering blue liquid."This is the old Sicilian way," her voice was a witch's rasp. "An ancient neurotoxin, mixed with a powerful aphrodisiac. A few drops, and she will lose all will to resist. She will become compliant, desperate. Get her pregnant with a Whitestone heir, and motherhood will be her chain. All women are the same. A child is a leash."Gavin stared at the vial, a war raging inside him.This was low. This was rape. This was the final desecration of what he called love."No… I can't do that to her…" Gavin clutched his head in agony."Then you'll just watc
Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 16
Alcohol is the devil’s blood, and tonight, Gavin Whitestone drank the devil dry.The door to my apartment groaned, then burst open with a violent crash.Gavin stood there, soaked to the bone, a ghost from the abyss. His shirt was unbuttoned, his chest flushed, a half-empty bottle of whiskey in his hand."Get out!" I grabbed a vase, my hands shaking as I aimed it at him."Get out?" He stumbled in, reeking of booze and rain. "I'm your husband… wherever I am is home."He threw the bottle. It shattered. He stalked towards me, his eyes unfocused but filled with a terrifying aggression. "Viola, has that Irish mutt touched you? Huh? Has he kissed you like this?""Don't touch me!" I backed away until my back hit the wall.Fear washed over me. This wasn't the proud Godfather; this was an unhinged madman. Words wouldn't stop him. I had to destroy his hope completely, even if I had to use the cruelest lie.My hand instinctively went to my flat stomach. I looked up at him, my eyes full of defiance
Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 15
We returned to Seattle, and Gavin followed.He was more unhinged than ever.He bought the abandoned brick building across the street from my clinic and paid triple to have it renovated overnight.Every day, I could feel his gaze on me—a dark, obsessive presence boring through the glass. He watched me with binoculars. When I read, he watched. When I treated patients, he watched. When Dorian and I kissed… he was probably across the street, smashing things.Then came the "apology" gifts.Day one, a truck blocked the entire street to unload 9,999 Bulgarian roses."Throw them out," I said, not even looking up, as the sanitation workers swept the expensive flowers into the trash.Day two, a black velvet box. Dorian opened it to reveal a full set of pink diamonds, worth a fortune.Dorian sneered, closed the box, and had it returned to sender with a note: Mr. Whitestone, I can afford to buy Viola a dozen sets of diamonds of this quality.Day three, day four…My patience ran out. The harassment
Three Scars：Betrayed by the Don Chapter 14
"I used to beg Gavin to take me to see the snow, but he always said he was busy, that Switzerland was too far, that I was too sensitive to the cold," I said, smiling faintly at the passing pine trees. "The truth is, he just didn't want to waste his time on me."Dorian, his hand on the steering wheel, reached over and ruffled my hair. "Then he's a fool. For you, I'd move Antarctica."We were on our way to Mount Rainier. Our first trip since we'd gotten together.The summit was covered in white. We ran and laughed in the snow like children. Dorian threw a snowball at me, and I shrieked and shoved a handful of snow down his collar."Oh, a sneak attack!" he laughed, grabbing me to throw me into a snowbank.Just then, the screech of tires shattered the peaceful scene.Three black SUVs tore up the mountain road, aggressively blocking our path.Doors opened. Men in black suits poured out.And then, the figure from my nightmares stepped out of the center vehicle.Gavin Whitestone.He was thinn
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