All Chapters of The Don’s Dangerous Bride: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORELUCA POVI dealt the cards and explained the game to her. We played a practice round, and she focused hard as I shared all my secrets. I was amazed by how well she listened and how quickly she picked it up. We played several games, and I felt like I was right at home with Valentina. She made me feel at home. "Fuck shit," she growled when she lost a round. I lay on my side, propping my head up. "It's not that you're not skilled. It's just that I'm really good. " I grinned, noticing the little wrinkle on her forehead and how her bikini top seemed to challenge me, making me want to take it off. She tossed her cards down. "Whatever," she said with frustration. She wasn't the best at poker, but she was way better than I expected. I didn’t mind. If it meant spending more time with her, I was willing to be patient. She smiled, and I noticed a mischievous spar

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POVHere. Lorenzo said as he came back from the house holding some beers. I was sitting on a bench in the little garden that was private and not visible from the neighboring homes. I appreciated the privacy. This was what I liked best about his new home. The green vines from the two grapevines twisted around the wooden structure above. The gentle sound of nearby water mixed with the cheerful singing of the birds. Everything felt so bright and full of life. I shook my head. "I’m quitting drinking. " I looked down at the grass under my feet and noticed a small caterpillar nibbling on a plant. He let out a big sigh as he sat on the bench next to me, his strong body causing it to wobble. He breathed out heavily while looking at the two beers in his hands. "Again? " he asked. "Yes, I'm trying again. " He knew I had attempted to quit many times in

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POVShe reached out and put her hand on mine, stopping me from moving around nervously. "Valentina, having a baby is a wonderful gift. You will be great at it. And I’ve seen how Luca looks at you, like you’re the only person who matters to him. He will be very happy. "I swallowed hard and took a deep breath. My eyelids felt heavy and tired. I smiled gently, imagining Luca finding out. I could picture him playing with our little boy or girl. "I think I’m just being foolish. I feel like crying all the time. Fuck, I’ve cried so much that it annoys me. " I ran my tongue over my dry lips. She giggled. "That’s perfectly normal. Don’t stress. " But I was stressed. Ever since I learned about the pregnancy, I’ve been terrified. What kind of mother could I possibly be? I never had a mom, and I was raised very strictly. I just couldn’t wrap my head aro

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POVWhat if my child ends resenting me later? How would I manage to raise them alongside my mafia? I believe Luca would support me. Sometimes, I think it would have been easier to be a guy since I wouldn't have to endure nine months of feeling sick all the time. But I really don’t want to be a guy. I want to be myself. I could feel him breathing gently beside me. I hope he doesn't notice how fast my heart is beating or that I'm catching my breath. I need to just tell him. How difficult could it be? Fuck, I don’t want him to treat me any differently. I never expected to be in this situation, at least not for a few more years. "Valentina. " He said my name. "Hmm what? " I responded, pulled out of my thoughts. He laughed softly while tracing a finger along my arm. "What are you thinking about that's got you so lost in thought? " he asked. I g

WARNING SIGNS: LANGUAGE THAT IS UNAMBIGUOUS CURSING VIOLENCE, GUN VIOLENCE SELF-INFLICTED HARM BLOOD, DECEASE, and GORE VALENTINA POVI didn't kick off the chat, Marco was the one who did. He shared about his company and his passion for cars, which helped me understand why Luca is so fond of his vehicles now. When dinner arrived, we had curries, naan bread, tandoori chicken, and various dips and sauces. We chose to try Indian food tonight. Camila didn't seem to enjoy the chicken much, but she still picked at her food. I heard my fork scrape the plate as I ate the rice; the warmth was soothing. It was simple but delightful. Marco set down his fork and wiped his lips. He made me laugh when he asked if Luca was being a handful. Before I could respond, saying something like yes, he really is, Luca jumped in first. "I'll leave that to Valentina," he said with a smile at me. I just shrugged and rolled my eyes. I glanced at my plate, realizing I couldn't possibly eat everythi