All Chapters of Under The Don’s Command : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Days passed in a blur and Zara's scandal exploded across every headline, Her face was everywhere—on gossip blogs, news reports and social media. The consequences came fast—major brands cut ties with her, her agency released a cold, distant statement and her name was removed from all upcoming projects. Once admired and celebrated, Zara had become a warning sign to others in the industry—still trending but now for all the wrong reasonsMeanwhile, Jia stood in her new mansion, surrounded by half—unpacked boxes and the faint scent of fresh paint. She had just finished arranging Kian's room and now worked alongside Kira in the smaller pink—themed space next door."Mommy, let's fix this picture here" Kira said, holding up a framed photo of the three of them, her fingers leaving faint prints on the glass Jia took the frame gently, wiped it clean with a soft towel, then placed it carefully on Kira's nightstand.She stepped back and scanned the room—fluffy curtains, a princess—style canopy

Taking a deep breath, Jia forced a smile "It suits you so well, my love” "I also got you a gift" Silvio said as he stood up, breaking the moment.Everyone's gaze turned to him as he reached into his pocket and pulled out another small red box. He opened it slowly, revealing a necklace identical to Kira's, only in a larger size.Silvio stepped closer to Jia, his hand hovering briefly before he gently helped her lift her hair. He placed the necklace around her neck, his fingers lingering as he adjusted it. Once it was in place, he smiled and looked around the room, his eyes settling on a large mirror hanging on the wall. Without a word.. he gently took Jia's hand, guiding her toward the mirror.As she gazed at her reflection, Jia's hand instinctively reached up to touch the necklace. The sparkling pendant caught the light and she couldn't help but curl her lips into a soft smile "I love it" she murmured, her voice barely a whisper.Her eyes met Silvio's in the mirror and something st

The morning light spilled across the room.Elena's eyes fluttered open to the sight of a glittering chandelier overhead. For a moment, she lay still, disoriented. Then she turned her head toward the corner of the room and her breath hitched.Tiziano.He was there, asleep beside her.Her chest tightened. Slowly, she lifted the blanket. She was naked No... no way. It happened.Panic surged through her. She had to leave—before he woke up. Moving carefully, she swung her legs over the edge of the bed. Quietly..she gathered her purse and scattered clothes, clutching them to her chest as she tiptoed toward the bathroom.Behind her, Tiziano's eyes snapped open.He caught a fleeting glimpse of her naked figure and the delicate butterfly tattoo inked between her shoulder blades as she slipped into the bathroom.He sat up slowly, resting against the headboard. A sharp pain stabbed at his temples.The headache. The blurred memories.Flashes from the night before hit him like shards of broken g

Elena stood in front of the mirror, fully dressed and almost ready to leave. She had on plain black pants and a white silk shirt but Tiziano's words echoed in her mind "Dress nicely"With a sigh, she turned back to the wardrobe and pulled out a black silk gown. It was short, elegant and backless, revealing the delicate butterfly tattoo on her shoulder. She slipped into it quickly, then reached up to untie her messy ponytail.Her hair tumbled in loose waves down her back, softening her look.A sharp car horn broke the silence.That must be his driver, she thought.She grabbed her bag and headed downstairs. The moment she opened the front door, she spotted the black car idling at the curb. As she approached, the driver stepped out quickly and opened the back door for her."Thank you" she murmured.The driver gave her a polite nod, then returned to the front seat. The engine roared softly as they pulled away from the curb.Elena sat quietly, her fingers curled tightly around the strap

"Why are you back so late?" he asked, voice low andsharp.Elena coughed, waving the smoke away "What are you doing here? And how did you get in?"Tiziano didn't answer. His eyes followed her every move as she stepped toward the window. Just as her fingers grazed the curtain, he shot up, grabbing her arm and spinning her around."You don't walk away when I'm talking to you" he snapped.She flinched but refused to meet his gaze. Her eyes flicked back toward the window. She tried to pullfree but his grip only tightened."Let go" she said quietly.Tiziano ignored her, his voice dropped to an icy whisper. "Was I not clear when I said you are mine?That no man is allowed to touch you—let alone take you out? But you—" He yanked her closer "you went against my words and let Brandon touch you"Elena's hands balled into fists at her sides, she stayed silent but when Tiziano gripped her chin, forcing her to face him, she felt the tremor of her breath. His eyes bored into hers."You are real