All Chapters of The Don's Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Everyone was on edge as the wedding day crept closer. Sitting alone in her car, Maddie let out a heavy sigh, her mind racing. She was about to marry a guy she barely even knew—a complete stranger. They hadn’t even met face-to-face yet. Her dad had arranged the whole thing, and Maddie hadn’t had a say.Out of nowhere, a knock on the window made her jump. She rolled it down to see her younger sister, Violet, standing there with a sad, forced smile. Violet slid into the seat beside her and grabbed her hand, offering a little comfort. Maddie’s hand was ice-cold, giving away just how nervous she was."The wedding’s starting soon," Violet said softly, worry all over her face. "Are you ready?"Maddie gave a tired smile and took a shaky breath. "No, not really. But do I have a choice? This is what Papa wants. And if I say no..." She trailed off, her voice dropping. "He'll hurt me."Violet pulled her into a hug, her voice cracking. "I wish I could take your place, sis. After everything you've b

[Madison Rose]"I had been hoping for him to choose Violet as his wife. Deep down, I believed she would be a superior partner for Marco. Unfortunately, Violet is still too young, so the responsibility fell on the eldest daughter. It's a situation that feels inherently unjust to me."As I absentmindedly chewed my food, I tried to drown out the constant discussion of Violet. There were times when my love for my sister clashed with feelings of envy towards the attention Walter showered upon her. Perhaps if Violet had been the one to get married, I would not have to worry about inheriting anything from him. Now, the entire company would be solely mine because I was the one wedded to the man who claimed to have saved it."Remember, Maddie, if Marco ever chooses to dissolve your marriage, you will not receive a single penny from me. Keep that in mind!"There were several grounds for annulling our marriage, and I was aware that it wouldn't be easily voided. However, aided by the influence of

Marco and I walked into the room together, and I saw that my things were already there. I stood still, feeling unsure about everything—the situation, Marco's intentions now that we were alone. I glanced at him and saw him loosening his tie, with the top buttons of his shirt undone, giving me a slight peek at his chest. I took a deep breath, the memory of seeing him shirtless flooding my mind. Shaking my head, I reminded myself that now wasn't the time for those thoughts. But what did Marco do? He left the next morning, like nothing happened.Marco sat down on the edge of the bed, sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the veins in his forearms were visible as he moved."What are you doing, Maddie? Come here. We have unfinished business," he said, motioning for me to come over.Nervously, I walked toward him, my heart pounding. Marco had this way of being intimidating with his cold, dark expression. Actually, I guess that's just his usual look—he only has two expressions.When I finally s

Remaining silent, I sat there, gazing at the food. My hunger had completely disappeared.After a few hours, I rose from my seat. Some onlookers seemed surprised, while Lucille and Renzo observed me closely, attentively following my actions."Ma'am—""I'm going to rest. I'm not hungry," I stated, emphasizing my lack of appetite.Without waiting for them to say more, I promptly departed, making my way up to the second floor and entering our bedroom. Leaning against the closed door, I closed my eyes, wondering if the feeling of solitude persisted, even in this space. Perhaps I had erred in believing that this house held a difference from my father’s. Maybe, wherever I found myself, the affliction of loneliness would always linger.Desiring rest, I readied myself for sleep, tending to personal hygiene and changing into fresh attire. Settling into bed, I enveloped myself in the warmth of the duvet. Although I had no intentions of actually sleeping, I shut my eyes, seeking solace in the dar

Since that talk with Marco about not having kids, we haven't really said much to each other. It’s pretty clear he’s not interested in having a family.I might be jumping to conclusions, but does he even have any plans for the future? I can’t figure it out. It seems like he really doesn’t.As I drifted off to sleep, I turned away from him, not wanting to deal with the reminder of his harsh words. To him, those words might not mean much, but they hit me hard.Even though Marco was right there, working late on his laptop, I tried to fall asleep. The room was dark, except for the soft glow from his screen.Slowly, I finally fell asleep. I dreamed I was being held by something I couldn’t see, and it felt peaceful and weightless, like I was floating.The next day, we had to visit Marco’s parents, but first, we stopped by their company’s headquarters.When we arrived, I was amazed by how impressive the building was. It had top-notch security, and at first glance, it looked like a big corporat