Semua Bab What The Don Wants: Bab 51 - Bab 60

Isla~"Sit!" Katya's voice was firm and left no room for argument. She was clearly mad at me already, so I decided to swallow my retort and comply.My breath was still shaky from all the adrenaline coursing through my veins from earlier. For a brief moment, it felt like I had stared death right in the eyes.Now, all I had in my head were questions. Questions about her. Seraphine.Who the hell is she? And why did she emit such a dangerous aura so effortlessly? Who is her father? The one who took Dante in. And why the hell is she here, now of all times?I couldn't help but feel like there was something more going on. And like always, I'm once again in the dark about it. I knew nothing."There's a lot you don't know." Dante's words rang in my head, making me clench my fist in anger.He wouldn't tell me. And now I couldn't help but feel like I had thrown myself into the thick of it."Stay still." Katya mumbled, cutting through my train of thoughts. I turned to see her holding out a dis

Isla~"Where are you taking us?" I asked, feeling a buildup of excitement inside me.I had never seen Katya like this before and she didn't bother explaining herself as she dragged me and Kayla down the flight of stairs.Apparently, we were having a girls night out and I couldn't help but feel like she was doing this because of what I had told her yesterday. She probably just wanted to help me get my mind off things.And for the very first time, I was seeing Katya in a dress. Like, an actual dress for a woman and damn! She looked so stunning.Who would have thought someone like her had this much curves? I for one couldn't take my eyes off her, but I decided not to say anything. I wasn't sure of how she was going to take it.And she also let down her hair, which was something I had never seen her do.What the hell was going on?"You'll see, little bird." Katya replied me with a chuckle as she kept pulling me and Kayla out of the house.We both exchanged confused glances, Kayla letting

Isla~Something was poking me from behind. Something hard.I suddenly opened my eyes, turning around to see what it was.However, I was instantly hit by a combined wave of headache and nausea.My stomach twisted.I didn't even have time to process where I was or what had happened. All I knew was that something terrible was about to come out of my stomach.I bolted upright, throwing the covers aside, and stumbled off the bed. My legs felt like jelly as I raced into the bathroom, barely making it to the toilet before I dropped to my knees and began to retch. Violently.Tequila.I'd had way too many shots than my body could handle.My body convulsed as it rid itself of the poison I'd willingly poured into it the night before. I gripped the edges of the toilet bowl, my breathing shallow, cold sweat beading on my forehead. My entire body trembled, and I mentally vowed to never touch another drink again.Once the retching subsided, I leaned back against the cold bathroom tiles, panting. My

Isla~"So you're saying..." I breathed out, barely above a whisper."There has been a chip inside you for almost all your life and you never even knew?"My eyes reflected the disbelief coursing through me. But Dante just shrugged like it was the most normal thing in the world."Pretty much," he said, standing up and walking to the bookshelf behind him."What? Why?!"Dante chuckled softly, his hand resting on the edge of the shelf. With a casual strength, he moved it aside like it weighed nothing."That's the same question I've been asking myself for a while now.""And I'm determined to find answers."But my attention had already shifted to the door that was now revealed behind the shelf. A solid wooden door that looked older than everything else in the room. It had been hidden there the whole time, like a secret waiting to be discovered.I slowly rose from my seat as Dante reached for the doorknob, opening it with the ease of someone who had done it a hundred times."Come on in," he s

Isla~"Gentlemen!" Dante's voice echoed across the table, commanding attention immediately.I could count all the people in attendance and they were only about ten in numbers; eight men and just two women.This was the family Dante had picked for himself over the years, this was his inner circle. The people he had claimed to trust.But even I could see, his guarded expression even in their midst. You don't stay on guard around family. At least, that's what I've been brought up to believe.Dante didn't trust these people. Not all of them."Allow me to propose a toast." He added, lifting up his glass of wine.My eyes darted toward Vargo, who was also seated at a far end of the table. He bowed slightly at me, showing respect.I smiled.They all raised up their glasses and I followed suit."A toast to the newest member of this circle."My eyes widened.And I stomped on Dante's feet under the table. Hard.But he still continued, like he hadn't felt a thing."My beautiful wife, a total spit