บททั้งหมดของ Secret Child For Ruthless Don: บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

ElenaI turn to my father."Since when are you two close enough to watch a game together?""Because Ivan is going to be my son-in-law," my dad says casually.I blink, slowly putting the words together."Sorry, what?" I ask, confused. “You have another daughter I don’t know about?”To my extreme irritation, both men chuckle.“Of course not, my love. I told you I’d find you a husband, didn’t I? And over the last year, Ivan has proven himself to be just the man for the job.”With mounting horror, I turn to Ivan, who has a satisfied expression on his face. And just like that, my predicament gets even worse.***Roman.I wince as the door of my Audi slams shut. I didn’t mean to close it that hard. I look at the church I've been going to for as long as I can remember. I haven't been here in a long time, but my mother insisted on my coming today, saying it wasn't good for the head of the family to be away from God's presence for too long.What she really meant was that it was bad PR for us i

Roman“I was going to look for a job, see if I could find anything on my laptop.”Very slowly, I process what she’s saying. Then I grit my teeth.“You don’t need a job, Elena. Your daughter is three months old.”Her head tilts to the side. I can practically see her bracing herself for a fight. Then she looks down at the baby in my arms and exhales.“Looking for a part-time job. Something I can do from home. I’m bored as hell, Roman, and while I love spending time with my kid, I also need something to occupy my mind before I go crazy. Work will help with that.”“But still…”“No. You don’t have a say, Roman. This is about me and what I need.”“Okay,” I mumble.“Eventually, when Cassie’s older, I’ll get a real job,” she says. I open my mouth to say something, but she stops me. “And no, then you don’t have a say either.”I sigh.“We’ll put the discussion on hold.”“There is no discussion. The discussion is over,” she says firmly. “Enjoy your time with your daughter.”She leaves the room,

ElenaSomehow, I doubt it. But when my lips part, he doesn’t waste a second before his mouth meets mine. Pure passion flares up inside me with such force that my head spins. I run my fingers down his chest, craving the touch of his bare skin. He smells so good, so addictive, and I can’t help but feel like I could get lost in him.He pushes his tongue into my mouth, and it’s hot and wet and fucking amazing. Butterflies flutter in my stomach as Roman's hand moves toward my neck, gently teasing it. I gasp as he bites my bottom lip before sucking out the stinger.It's erotic and maddening at the same time.A shiver runs through me as his hand plays with the hem of my shirt, feeling my bare skin. Roman effortlessly lifts me off the counter.I wrap my legs around his waist, too far gone to think about anything but the feel of him. He pins me against the kitchen wall and continues to empty me. I can feel his erection under my ass, hard and thick."Oh, God," I moan, and Roman continues to kis

RomanWhen she notices that I'm waiting for her, she smiles, comes over, and hugs me."Hi, big brother."I look at her, running my hand through the ends of her red-dyed hair."What is this? A cry for help?"She rolls her eyes."No. I just wanted to do it. I have a month away from my mom, in Rome, of course, I was going to do something crazy. Plus, I’m an artist,” she says. “It’s a form of expression.”I smirk.“Mom is definitely going to lose her shit.”She shrugs, and I grab her suitcase and walk her from the airport to my car so we can head home. On the way, she tells me all about her retreat, and I try my best to listen, but after talking to Zeneti, my mind is elsewhere. With my daughter and her mother, who continues to fuck me.Of course, my sister notices.“How are you, bro?” she asks. “You’re distracted.”I exhale and look at her. Her expression is open and curious. Rosa and I have always had a pretty good relationship, in the sense that we never really hide anything important f

Elena.The world freezes as I watch my brother get out of the car. He walks up to Roman, and I don't understand what he's saying because panic is gripping every muscle in my body. It's like I'm about to get hit by a train, and all I can do is fall over. I can't move.When Tony's expression turns threatening, I snap out of it. I sprint to the other side of my car, standing between my brother and Roman."Tony, what are you doing here?" I ask, my heart pounding. I hope to diffuse the situation.“I followed you,” he replies, not taking his eyes off Roman or the child in his arms. “I saw you leaving the apartment. Whose child is this?” His eyes finally meet mine, and I can see how confused he is. He’s waiting for me to tell him the truth.I open my mouth to say something, but the words just don’t come out. I have no idea how to explain. Despite all our planning, my brain turns to mush just when I need it most.Luckily, Roman seems to have more control over the situation than I do.“It’s ok