All Chapters of STOLEN BY THE DON: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The hum of the supermarket lights buzzed softly above me as I pushed my cart down the aisle, pretending to care about which brand of pasta sauce was on sale. In truth, I was too tired to think. My shift at the garage had run late again, and all I wanted was food, a hot shower, and silence.The city outside still smelled like rain and gasoline, and my sneakers squeaked faintly on the white tiles as I stopped to grab a jar from the shelf. I twisted the label between my fingers, half-listening to the faint music playing through the speakers. Something old. Sinatra, maybe.It was peaceful here — the kind of peace that never lasted long in my life.Then I felt it.That strange sensation of being watched.It wasn’t the casual kind — not the fleeting glance from a stranger or the curious stare from an old woman. This felt heavier. Intentional. Like someone’s gaze was tracing every inch of me, memorizing, assessing.I froze for a second, pretending to read the ingredients on the label, but my

I barely slept. Every creak in the walls, every whisper of rain against the windows made me flinch. The room was too quiet — too big, too unfamiliar. I could feel the house breathing around me, alive in its own dark way.When I’d first woken up here, I’d told myself I wouldn’t panic. That I’d find a way out. But hours had passed, and all I’d done was wear a hole in the carpet pacing.The door was locked. The windows were barred. Even the curtains looked expensive enough to strangle someone.I pressed my ear against the door again, listening for footsteps. Nothing. Maybe they’d all gone to sleep. Maybe if I was quiet enough, I could—The handle clicked.I jumped back just as the door swung open, light spilling from the hallway. Two men stood there, the same ones from before — broad, silent, built like security walls. One of them nodded toward me. “The boss wants to see you.”I didn’t move. “Tell your boss I’m not interested.”The taller one frowned. “Don’t make this difficult.”“Oh, I

He dragged me down the hallway like I was a threat he couldn’t afford to lose sight of. My wrist burned under his grip, my pulse hammering so hard I thought it would echo off the walls.“Luca, let go!” I hissed, stumbling to keep up.He didn’t even glance back. “Not a chance.”“I’m not your property!”“Then stop acting like you want to get killed,” he snapped, shoving open a heavy door at the end of the corridor.The room inside looked like an office — all dark wood, glass shelves, and the faint scent of whiskey. The lights were low, shadows bleeding across the floor.He released me just long enough to slam the door shut behind us. I rubbed my wrist, glaring at him.“What the hell is wrong with you?” I demanded.He turned, running both hands through his hair. “You don’t understand—”“No, you don’t understand! You kidnap me, interrogate me, and then you act like you’re doing me some favor? What kind of psycho logic is that?”He exhaled, trying to steady himself. “They know you’re here,

I finished my meal and rose to my feet. I didn't bother calling the chef but rather took the tray and moved towards the kitchen. Then the man with the dark eyes who had pinned me to the wall the other time appeared and took the tray from me. "Don't"! He said. I allowed him take the tray and walked away from him. "Stop"! He screamed and I did immediately without turning back to look at him. I rolled my eyes in exhaustion. "I am Matteo and I know you are not the Don's Ragazza but you can become one in order to save your life and win him over. He loves you and won't let you go, he is beclouded by your exact resemblance with Serena". He said calmly. "No, you cannot tell me what to do or what not to do". I screamed at him. "You are Sienna who is confusing my Boss to be Serena. You are too stubborn she's too calm, you fight she doesn't, you talk back at my Boss she doesn't. Whatever a man has is what he uses to save his soul. Good night". He said and walked past me.I stood there tr

Luca opened his eyes suddenly and tears laid on his eyelids. I sighed loudly. He brushed my hands away and I staggered a little. "We'll see at dinner".He said and rushed out of the room. LUCA'S ROOMHe opens his door with a force that made the hinges to creak loudly. Then he closed it and broke down into tears that flowed like a river. "Mi Cielo, Ragazza! You bind my soul with yours and left me vulnerable. He poured some alcohol into the cup and gulped it down, he closed his eyes and tilted his head as it burned his throat and stung his heart. He shook his head and opened his eyes. What? What is the essence of love that cannot be ascertained?What is the purpose of loving when it wouldn't see the sun rise? What is the essence of love?" Mi Cielo!" He sits on the hard floor with his back against the door.Oh my Cielo. Why did you do this to me?How can you keep taunting me with your memories?He cries again and lies on the hard floor as he stares at the ceiling. I glanced a