บททั้งหมดของ What The Don Wants: บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

Isla~I stepped out of the vehicle, dressed in all black and instantly attracting attention from onlookers.Today was Matteo's funeral and I came back from Los Angeles just in time for it. I wasn't surprised by the number of people in attendance as Matteo had always been known and regarded the heir of the entire DeLuca's fortune.Father had introduced him to a number of his business partners in hopes that my elder brother would take over from him someday."Sure you want to do this." Katya murmured from behind me, eyeing the seemingly hostile crowd around me.I recognized most of them to be members of our extended family and even old friends. However they all looked at me now like I was some enemy, some traitor."I have to do this." I said, determination coursing through me.My father's lies and secrets got my brother killed and it was time I stood up to him. It was time I let him know that I will no longer be a subject to his manipulations.Katya looked me right in my eyes, nodding i

Isla~Dante had stayed back in Los Angeles for whatever reason.Although I suspected it had something to do with grieving his late sister. He had clearly ordered that we head back to Vegas and avoid waiting for him.I took in a deep breath to calm my racing heart, before opening the door to his study. Apparently, that's where he had been since he came back.And he sent for me.The smell of strong liquor greeted me almost immediately and I had the urge to scrunch up my nose.Dante had his back to me but I could still see how heavy the grief rested on his shoulders. His hair was a disheveled mess as he had undoubtedly ran his fingers through it over and over again.His posture was hunched over as he looked out of his window at the scenery down below.I took a step forward, instinctively trying to be as quiet as I could be. It felt like a bad idea to startle him in this state.He however seemed to be aware of my presence already.He, however, seemed to be aware of my presence already.

Isla~Today marked the end of the three days ultimatum given to me by Dante.And I was long ready.I knew what it meant for Dante to get rid of things he deemed a problem, and I didn't stick around to let him do it.While he was out last night, I took Kayla with me, grabbing a few of our stuff and driving into the night in one of Dante's Ferrari.Kayla seemed a little startled by our sudden movement but remained quiet as always.Together, we booked a suite at the far side of the city. We would complete our journey the following day, far away from Dante and his hatred.I didn't mind leaving everything behind for Kayla.She was my responsibility now.Afterall, it was my father who did this to her. He sold her into this life of mystery.Another one of his sins I had to pay for.I would never be able to live with myself if Dante had her sent away."We'll be safe here for the night." I said to her as her eyes wandered around our suite.I could feel her discomfort and unease, but she still

Dante~She was asleep.Barely.I could tell by the way her body trembled slightly, her breathing shallow, like she didn't trust herself to relax...even in my bed.Our bed.Her back was turned to me, the sheets pulled up to her shoulder. Hiding herself. Probably trying to piece together what had just happened.But I wasn't confused.No. I was clear.Crystal fucking clear.She was mine.No matter how many times she ran, no matter who she ran to, I would always bring her back.Because Isla wasn’t just some bargaining chip. She wasn’t just a wife I married for revenge or leverage.At least, not anymore.She was a fucking addiction.And it pissed me off as much as it excited me.I never imagined that ravaging her would feel that good.My jaw clenched as I sat up, dragging a hand through my hair. Every muscle in my body ached from the way I took her. Hard, unrelenting, punishing. She didn’t fight me. Not once.But that didn't mean she wanted it.She said she'd do anything.I gave her a choi

Isla~"Are you sure about this?" Katya asked, her voice a little panicked.I smiled, looking around the beautifully decorated hall and the guests who were slowly trooping in.The usual gloomy atmosphere of the Moretti mansion was now brightened up with the sound of light-hearted laughter and music.I had never been more sure of anything."Mr and Mrs Sanders!" I greeted the elderly couple with a big smile and their faces lit up instantly."A beautiful event you have going on here, honey." Mrs Sanders remarked, reaching out to hold my hands.I felt my heart warm at her compliments, knowing I put a lot into this occasion.Dante was going to be away for a while and even if he was around, he'd probably still be busy ignoring me. So I had to get busy myself too.I sent invites to all the wealthiest, most influential people in the city. I wanted to bring them all together for the official opening of my charity foundation.A foundation to build back everything my father destroyed, give back e