All Chapters of The Don’s Dangerous Bride: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA POVI woke up feeling sluggish. My eyelids were heavy as I attempted to blink. I coughed a few times, and it felt like my lungs were burning. My throat was parched, and my body hurt. I felt a shiver run through me as the cold air reached my skin. I held back tears that wanted to fall so badly. I couldn’t move because I was tied to a metal chair. The ropes around my arms were digging in, turning my skin red and sore. But I wasn't frightened. My father had raised me in a world with torture and violence. Where was I? I scanned the grim, musty room and noticed Luca also tied to a chair a short distance away. He was unconscious, his head hanging down. The side of his forehead had dried blood on it. The ropes binding his arms were so tight that they made his normally tanned skin look pale. "Luca? " I whispered, hoping he would wake up like magic.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA POV"Isn’t this fun? " Nikolai smiled, putting the spray bottle away. He hovered above me, but his gaze was focused on Luca. He was teasing him. "If you want cash, it’s yours. Fucking let Valentina go. " Luca growled in response. Nikolai laughed and shook his head. He crouched next to me, examining me like I was a piece of meat. His cold, thin finger traced down my bare stomach since my T-shirt had lifted during the struggle. "I don’t want money. Plus, I told you, this is just some fun for me," Nikolai said as he ripped my T-shirt apart. My breathing grew heavy, and I turned my gaze away from Luca. Damn. I felt like screaming, but I was frozen. My body had let me down. I sensed Nikolai’s fingers creeping across my skin, like spiders, while his eyes were on my chest. A chilly finger slipped under my bra as he grinned wickedly. No, please don’t.

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GOREVALENTINA POV"Right. " Damien spoke slowly and took off his crossbow. "You both possess something I can only dream of. You hold power. You are strong mafia bosses. You are the law. You kill without mercy. You enjoy luxury. I have been watching you both for awhile now. I want everything you have. I intend to bring you down until you own nothing, and then I want to take even more."I laughed sarcastically. Damien halted his movement and aimed his crossbow at me. I wasn’t afraid of dying I feared leaving behind those I cared for. "What are you going to do, shoot me? Go for it. You are just pathetic.” I spat rudely while gripping my thigh tightly. "You’ll have to get past me first. " Luca declared as he stood in front of me, protecting me from Damien’s anger. My heart raced as I saw a different side of him in that moment. Was he truly ready to sacrifice hi

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORELORENZO POVI stood completely still. Damien managed to share one final laugh before he was taken away by the deep silence of death. The quiet that followed was overwhelming.I saw Valentina grow pale. Her naturally tan skin lost nearly all its color. She had lost a lot of blood. She was hurt and weak. Her body stiffened as she watched Luca fall to the ground. Jude tried to wake him, but Luca didn’t respond. Valentina looked at her husband, the man she loved dearly. I could see her heart nearly break as she watched Luca, bleeding and possibly gone. She snapped back to reality and yelled out, firing her gun into Damien’s corpse. Tears streamed down her cheeks; she was falling apart. I rushed to her, forgetting my own pain because it didn’t matter. I pulled her into a hug, trying to ease her anger and comfort her. I held her close as she sobbed. I had

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORELORENZO POV"I can't bear to be without him, Lorenzo," Valentina whispered softly. "You won't, sorella," I replied, trying to reassure her. "He's really strong. Plus, the doctors said he will recover. " She let out a heavy sigh as she observed Luca’s chest moving up and down. "I just. . . I care for him so deeply that it pains me to see him like this. I hesitated, Lorenzo. I hesitated. " She looked at me, and in that moment, I could see her as the little girl who always pushed herself too hard to improve, to succeed. "It doesn't matter right now. None of it matters," I replied, swallowing hard. If I were in her shoes, I would have hesitated too. It was just a brief moment. I don't hold it against her. No one does. Luca would never blame her for it. Valentina spent the whole night in that chair. No matter how much I tried to get her to move, she stayed