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Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Don’s Dangerous Bride: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

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Chapter 1: Forced marriage

Chapter 2: The law

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA’s POVThe last place my father struck me was on the cheek, so I rubbed it with my finger. Even if I no longer have any scars, I will never forget. Over and over, I prayed for his demise while my eyes were shut. Unfortunately, that's another problem; all I wish is that I could liberate myself. My mafia would turn against me if I murdered him. I would be disowned and shunned. After all, murdering your own flesh and blood is the worst crime of all. I turned to face Vix. She had so much pity for me in her hazel eyes. I hated that one. But I really valued her. "I just want to be alone right now," I said, my voice heavy with sorrow. Her gaze dropped to the floor. To reassure me, she came up to me and laid a hand on my shoulder. She was unable to say or do anything else. Before she left my room and shut the door after her, I could feel her

Chapter 3: Vuo cagna!

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA’s POVHowever, I don't operate in that manner. Stealing is punishable by death, murder is punishable by death, and reporting is punishable by, you guessed it, death. I grinned wickedly. I turned away from the man, laughing bitterly. "I would murder you even if you simply annoyed the hell out of me," I said.I turned to the guy who was still silent. As I had asked, he was covered in blood and bruises. But he didn't disclose anything. I wanted to find out who he reported my business dealings to. Because the worst thing any mafia could have are foolish, immature snitches who run to the cops or sell out to the highest bidder. Although the cops are in my pockets, it doesn't follow that they won't bring me down. They are undoubtedly building a case against me, I am certain. Since it amuses me so much, I allow them. How they believe they can get

Chapter 4: Nice Bitches

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA’s POV When my parents set up a marriage for me, I wasn't shocked. It happens often. My own parents' marriage was arranged, and they have remained together ever since. A marriage without love that lasts till death. What a terrible way to live. Having to wed some woman made me really mad. And a fucking Italian woman to top it off. Italian girls are fine, but she's a member of the mafia. What would she even be like? My parents' marriage was completely loveless, would ours be the same? I would simply put up with her and have my way with women behind her back. I didn't mind. She would undoubtedly behave in the same way. Her name, appearance, or personality were never revealed to me. However, she was a woman. The Don of the Italian mafia. How is that possible? Women are overly sentimental and feeble. She would be the mafia's downfall. I laughed a

Chapter 5: she would be mine

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE LUCA’s POV Dante gave a small nod and massaged the nape of his neck in response to what I said. Maybe I'll be able to calm down. However, it would require an amazing woman to persuade me differently. I'm at a loss for words. I am content with my current existence. I started to beat the hanging punchbag mercilessly after I went over to it. With each precise strike to someone's neck, I envisioned breaking their jaw and cutting off their air supply, which gave me control over my punches. As I saw my muscles tense, Dante hurried to speak, “Your parents are here.” Seriously. “Who let them in?” I asked as I flexed my hands and frowned. “Your brother,” he said, taking a few steps back as he was aware of my anger. “That little shit,”I snarled as I took a white towel and cleaned the perspiration from my neck and brow. Regardless of my situation, I headed

Chapter 6: He’s likely a jerk

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA’s POVAs father put it, today was the day I would finally meet the man who would own me. Apparently, I will become his bitch. I would rather stab out my own eyes and eat them than be someone's property. Who do these guys think they are? As I glanced into the full-length mirror, I frowned. My attire didn't represent my thoughts in the least. I was wearing a red silk-like dress that fit snugly over my body. It had full-length sleeves and a low v-neck. Thanks to father, I wanted to keep my aching wrist out of sight. The dress came to a halt at my naturally golden thighs. I kept things simple by pairing the dress with red heels. My face was covered with light makeup, and my dark auburn hair was tied back into a smooth ponytail. Dressing up is the most effective thing you can do. It weakened men. I weakened men. My lips, which were covered with crimso

Chapter 7: Meeting The DELGADOS’

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA’s POV"This is my daughter, Valentina Moretti," Father said, gesturing in my direction. She oversees the Italian mafia. I saw the malice in his words, but they didn't.All of a sudden, I became the center of attention. Since Father never introduced himself, I have to assume that he knew these folks. As the woman examined me, she smiled. "Hello Valentina, I am Marco Delgado and this is my wife Camila," her husband said first. As he spoke, he gently lowered his harsh voice. He wrapped an arm around Camila's waist, and I noticed how Camila's first impulse was to withdraw. I gave a little smile while keeping my lips closed. I noticed a young guy standing against the wall behind Marco and Camila. The way he stood there showed that he didn't want to be here. As the tall man approached the door, I took a good look at him. He smiled and extended his hand a

Chapter 8: First Impression

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA’s POV"I am Luca Delgado. I am sorry that I could not join dinner princess." He said, locking his eyes on mine. I took a deep breath and became rigid. "Don't call me that," I retorted, my jaw tight. He shifted his gaze elsewhere before focusing on me once more. "Well, what should I call you?" He questioned, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a cigarette. He lit it up and started puffing.I can see it now. the way he acts and speaks. A typical mafia head. "I'm Valentina," I said serious face. "Valentina.." He tried my name on his tongue. His eyes sparkled even more in the moonlight. "That's a pretty name for such a beautiful lady," he whispered in my ear as he leaned in a bit. The hairs on my neck stood on end as I felt his heated breath blow on my skin. I wasn't captivated by that, but other girls would have been. "Would you like one?" h

Chapter 9: She’s Different

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORELUCA’s POVI was still in a stupor when Valentina and her father departed.That lady. She wasn't your average woman. She had a certain something. I felt her authority as she spoke. When she twisted my hand back, I felt her power. She was also extremely attractive. Her father was a horrible person. I could feel it. He was really repulsive. Valentina never spoke or laughed as much in his presence as she did elsewhere. I could sense their animosity toward one another. My parents gave me a big smile. "Well, what did you think of her? She seems nice," Mom inquired. Sweet? I wouldn't use the word "sweet" to describe her. When she cursed, though, I liked it. As he scratched the back of his head, Dad laughed. We don’t use the term "sweet" in the mafia. For fuck's sake. "She's fine," I said without hesitation, even though she was more than good. My father smiled an

Chapter 10: Fucking Russians

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORELUCA’s POVWhile waiting by the door, Dante interrupted the quiet by saying, "Boss, everyone's arrived." I put the glass down and rubbed my eyes hard. I saw a few of my men as I entered my conference room. They were standing behind seats that were dispersed around a big, rectangular glass table. I entered and proceeded directly to my seat at the table's far head.I sat down after turning around. Everyone in the room sat down silently and swiftly as I waved my hand. I said nothing, so the room was silent. The tension was building, and I could sense it. Dante coughed. He was behind me, constantly on the lookout. "Who would like to start?" I asked, my face blank and my voice icy. A few of the dozen or so males gave each other glances as if they were trying to decide on an appropriate atonement for my fury. How ridiculous. I wasn't going to kill anybody, at lea

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