Semua Bab In The Arms Of The Blind Don: Bab 1 - Bab 10

Chapter OneRAINI AM GETTING MARRIED. But to a STRANGER!I had always dreamed of a Christmas wedding. Not just any wedding, but a magical one with snowflakes twirling in the air, the faint scent of pine filling the room, and a loving, caring husband waiting for me at the end of the aisle. Every year, I made the same wish to Santa, whispering it like a little girl and hoping he’d hear me over the chaos of my hopeless life. Christmas was my best time of the year, it was the only time I ever felt seen—truly seen—in my family. For one brief season, my father wasn’t buried in his business, my stepmother wasn’t barking orders as always, and my stepsister wasn’t stealing the spotlight as usual.But this Christmas wasn’t the same, it wasn’t magical, not the typical cozy holiday like every other.This wasn’t the wedding I had pictured all my life, and the man waiting for me at the end of the aisle wasn’t the husband I had prayed for.He was a stranger. A man I had only learned existed yest

Chapter Three Rain Paid for me? My father sold me? I should be angry—furious even—but I couldn’t ignore the warm pressure coiling in my core. Hell, I hated the way he made me furious, yet needy. My own father sold me to a stranger—a blind one at that. Why? What did he even need? There was no doubt Reina’s pregnancy ordeal was all planned, and I couldn’t believe my own father was in on it. Yes, he was always cold, a man no one would wish to have as a father, but he was still my blood. The last thing I ever expected was for him to sell me off so easily like some damn property he’d been waiting to get rid of. My hands trembled as I flipped through the pages of the document, my heart racing. My breath caught in my throat when I saw my father’s signature—and right next to it, my stepmother’s. I knew my father didn’t care about me, but I never thought he’d sell me off like a piece of property without even telling me. I clutched the document, my knuckles whitening as tears rolled do

Chapter FiveRainThe moment he rolled off me, not just my heart, but my entire body screamed in frustration, the weight of him gone too soon. My thighs trembled, wet with the evidence of everything he’d done to me—everything he’d started but hadn’t finished. My chest heaved, my breath coming in sharp gasps as I tried to make sense of it. Two orgasms. Two. He did that to me with so much precision and calculation that I almost forgot he was blind. And just when I thought I’d finally feel all of him inside me, and get that third orgasm, the intercom had rung, breaking the intensity of the moment.“Take a bath and get dressed,” he said, his voice calm, as if he hadn’t just been about to ruin me completely, as if he hadn’t chase away every resentment and doubt I had about this union away with his magical fingers.I blinked up at him, my lips parting in disbelief. He can’t just leave me like this? Spent… needy, and wanting more of him. But he just want me to take a bath? Dress up? Who th

Chapter SevenRainThe woman staring back at me in the mirror wasn’t me. She looked nothing like me.The dress was even worse than I’d imagined—revealing in every outrageous way. There was only a thin line between this and something a stripper would wear. The neckline plunged indecently, baring my cleavage for anyone to see, even from a distance.It clung to my body like a second skin, stopping just above my knees, held up by thin spaghetti straps. I tried to step away from the mirror, but I couldn’t. How the hell was I supposed to walk out there in this?This was the most uncomfortable dress I’d ever worn. Maybe once in my life, I’d wondered what it would be like to dress like this—hot, sexy, the kind of woman that turned heads. But I never did. Even when I wore something remotely flattering, my stepmother made sure I took it off and replaced it with my usual oversized clothes. Eventually, I got used to it.And now, suddenly, I was being given things I’d only imagined before. But it

Chapter Nine Rain My heart pounded against my rib cage as I followed behind him, my eyes locked on his bloodied hand. Thick droplets of crimson dripped onto the floor, staining the white marble, but still, he didn’t flinch. He moved with the same unbothered dominance, as if the pain was nothing to him. He kicked the door open, the force of it slamming against the wall, making me jolt in fear. My body trembled as I dragged my feet after him, my thoughts clouded with nothing but the sight of his wound. I couldn’t take my eyes off it, not with the way he was bleeding. It didn’t matter to me that he wasn’t reacting, that he acted as if it was nothing. The Rain Williams in me couldn’t ignore it. I hesitated for only a second before stepping closer, reaching for his hand without thinking of the consequences. “You need to treat this,” I murmured, my voice softer than I expected. My jaw dropped when I turned his hand to take a clear look, the cut was deeper than I thought. “You’r