The Don’s Reluctant Obsession のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

LUCA"She seems to be getting under your skin a little bit now, doesn't she?" Alessandro said, immediately I stepped into the club. I was supposed to be picking Elena up in less than an hour, but I was stalling. I wasn't in the mood to go to the opera, but I had to be there. Including the man in front of me who for some reason, wanted to be in his club even if it was early.He owned a series of them, on our own side of town, and they were the best, if I could say so myself. It never lacked club goers, no matter the time of the day, and Alessandro always delivered.My brother walked behind the bar to get us some drinks."What the fuck are you on about now?" I hissed, wringling my hands together and observing the club, just for the sake of distraction.I knew what he was talking about. Who he was talking about."Elena. You know....your wife?" his eyes twinkled as he set down the cup of watever mixture he had come up with, in front of me."I don't know what you are talking about. No one

ELENAValeria ended up not going with us.Well she did go to the opera, but earlier, because as it turns out, she had a date, and none of her brothers knew she did. Dante had looked like he was about to wring both the neck of his sister, and the man she had brought as her date, but had held on to a very slim string of control when Valeria had threatened him with something in italian. And spanish.I barely understood any, but there they were, speaking and switching between those, fluently."That damn girl." Dante hissed, twenty minutes into the drive from house, to the location the opera was being held. He had been seething in silence since we left, and only spoke a few words.My consolation was, he was the one driving, and we didn't have any of the bodyguards chokig me up. I wasn't sure I could survive Samuel walking up and down with me in the damn opera!"You haven't said a word since."I had been too in my thougths, that when I almost didn't hear him.I turned, confused. "You haven'

ELENA A few minutes in and the whole house opera house was quiet, and only the sound of the most angelic voice I had ever heard, and instruments, could be heard. She was singing about long lost love and pain. And for the first time since I got married, I actually thought about my relationship with Donavan, and how it had ended. Every pitch, struck a painful cord in my heart, and I felt myself shift a bit from Luca, feeling my throat get clogged. I had experienced heartbreak in the most embarrassing way possible. Yet, here I was, lusting after a man I had sworn to hate. But maybe lust and hate could go together. The woman raised a hand up, her pitch going in the same direction, and the song suddenly took a dark turn. It turned into something really... sensual.. I looked at the hand that had been on my thigh all through, and watched as it squeezed my flesh a bit tighter. "Why did you move?" Luca suddenly asked, his eyes still trained ahead at the performance. I swallowed. "N

ELENAI looked at my empty plate with both embarrasment and utter satisfaction.The moment the food had arrived, I had known I had lost our bet because the aroma, the look, the taste.. oh dear heavens. It felt like I had missed my calling bacause I was certainly supposed to be a food blogger or something.Thank goodness there was nothing on my own side of the bet because I was a sore looser.The waiter cleared out plates and asked if we wanted dessert to which I declined for obvious reasons. Theo asked for some wine, and waited till the waiter left, before turning to me. His eyes sparkling. "Don't bother rubbing it in my face. I am a sore looser. I admit that. And... yes, you have good taste." I told him, before he could say anything. Theo Hayes definitely looked like the type that won't let things slide easily, but I was taking my chances.He pouted slightly. "I wanted to say it's been long I saw a woman so comfortable in her skin she literally enjoyed her food so much that she finis

LUCAI wasn't jealous.Luca De Santis could be anything... anything but jealous.I walked straight into the bar and pulled out a full bottle of tequilla and a glass cup. On a second thought, I ditched the glass cup and took a long hard swig, straight from the bottle.The biting taste of the alcohol was not enough to calm down the storm brewing inside of me, but it just had to surfice.I took another, then another, then another.I was in fact, jealous.It wasn't an emotion I wanted to associate with myself, but of course that little bautiful thing of a wife had gone and caused havoc in my head.When Samuel had texted me an update I had almost exploded. I hadn't even bothered with the fact that I was in a meeting with my brothers and a client. I had stormed out, with Alessandro opting to follow me to make sure I didn't do anything stupid while Dante had decided to stay back to finish up with the client.The meeting was already ended anyway.The moment I had walked in there and seen the t