All Chapters of STOLEN BY THE DON: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

120 Chapters

THE PRIVATE INVESTIGATOR'S REPORT

Sienna returned to the hospital the next afternoon, bringing flowers she'd impulsively bought from a street vendor. She felt ridiculous carrying them but what do you bring the sister who abandoned you and an empty hands felt worse?Serena was sitting up in bed, looking significantly stronger than yesterday. Her color had improved, and she'd managed to style her hair into something presentable. Even recovering from gunshot wounds, she couldn't help but curate her presentation."Flowers," Serena observed as Sienna entered. "How conventional. I half-expected you to bring a weapon to finish what Viktor started.""The thought crossed my mind," Sienna admitted, setting the flowers on the windowsill. "But murder feels like too much effort today.""Fair," Serena said. "How are you? Matteo said you've been staying at a hotel. Not eager to return to your apartment?""Viktor's men know where I live," Sienna said, settling into the chair beside the bed. "Matteo thought it was safer to stay mobi

THAT'S SICK

"I didn't know I was performing," Serena said. "I was a baby, I was just trying to survive. Trying to be whatever they wanted so I could get out of the system. I didn't understand that being chosen meant you weren't."Sienna returned to the report, her vision blurring with tears she still refused to shed:"Current assessment: Subject is at high risk for homelessness upon aging out of foster care. Has minimal support system, no family connections, limited financial resources. Psychological evaluation suggests untreated attachment disorder and probable depression, though subject refuses counseling services.""Investigator's note: Subject appears to have internalized her abandonment/separation as personal failure. Multiple foster parents mentioned her saying things like "I wasn't good enough to keep" or "Something's wrong with me." Despite this, she demonstrates remarkable resilience and determination to build independent life through art.""Recommendation: Subject could benefit from

SERENA'S LIMITATIONS

"That's honest," Serena corrected. "And it's the best I can offer. Brutal honesty about inevitable betrayal, delivered early enough that you can make an informed choice. Stay knowing what I am, or leave knowing you tried. Either way, you won't be able to say I deceived you."Sienna moved back to the bed, picking up the investigator's report, staring at her sister's handwritten notes choosing abandonment. "I should leave. I should walk out of this hospital and never come back, should choose myself the way you've always chosen yourself.""You should," Serena agreed. "It would be thye healthy choice. The self-protective choice. The choice that honors your own wellbeing over complicated sisterhood with a monster.""But?" Sienna prompted."But I hope you don't," Serena admitted. "I hope you're stupid enough to stay. Damaged enough to find honest monstrosity preferable to performed warmth. Desperate enough for a family that you'll accept a conditional connection over no connection.""Yo

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?

Sienna stayed away from the hospital for three days, holing up in her hotel room with the investigator's report, reading it obsessively, memorizing every clinical detail of her documented suffering.On the fourth day, Matteo knocked on her door with coffee and concern."You need to either go back or make the decision to stay away permanently," he said, settling into the chair by the window. "This limbo isn't healthy.""Nothing about this situation is healthy," Sienna said, but she was already reaching for her jacket.She found Serena sitting up in bed, looking significantly stronger, her color fully returned. The doctor had apparently cleared her for transfer to a private recovery facility within the week."You came back," Serena observed as Sienna entered. "I wasn't sure you would.""Neither was I," Sienna admitted, settling into the chair with careful distance between them. "I've spent three days trying to decide if honest monstrosity is better than being alone.""And?" Serena promp

WHEN I LOOK AT YOU

“I needed to understand the hierarchy,” Serena said, her voice cold enough to cut. “I’m the successful one. The strategic one. The twin who matters. You’re the mistake, the one they threw away because even at seven, they could tell you’d never be worth keeping.”Something inside my chest didn’t just hurt, it splintered. Not a clean break. A fracture. The kind that never really heals right. This wasn’t honesty. It wasn’t even cruelty in the heat of the moment. This was calculated. Precise. Designed to destroy.“The investigator’s report…” I said slowly, the pieces sliding into place in a way that made my stomach turn. “You didn’t show it to me to be honest. You showed it to set this up. You wanted proof, documentation, so you could twist the knife deeper.”Her lips curved, pleased. “Smart girl. Took you long enough. Yes, I showed you so you’d come back vulnerable. So you’d be perfectly positioned for maximum damage when I told you the truth that I chose to let you suffer because your s

THE BREAKING POINT

“But that version of me wouldn’t have survived,” I said. “In my world, softness gets you destroyed. Caring makes you vulnerable. And vulnerable people don’t last.” I held her gaze. “So no. I’ll probably keep hurting you.” The honesty in that hurt more than the insults. “Then this is goodbye,” she said. And it felt like tearing something out of my chest. “It should be.” “But you don’t want it to be,” she said. A faint, broken smile touched my lips. “No. I don’t.” Silence stretched between us. “But I hope you stay anyway,” I whispered. “I hope you’re stubborn enough. Or broken enough. Or desperate enough to choose this even knowing what it is.” “That’s not fair.” “Nothing about us is.” I didn’t look away. “I will hurt you, Sienna. I will choose myself. I will lash out when I feel threatened. That’s not going to change. So the question is, can you live with that?” She stood there, halfway out the door, feeling like she was split in two. “I need time,” she said finally. “Time to

I THOUGHT YOU WERE BETTER

"Because hating you is better than being alone," Serena admitted. "Because at least when I'm attacking you, I feel something other than emptiness. Because you're the only person who's ever stayed despite knowing what I am and I'm selfish enough to need that even if needing it makes me weaker." "That's sick," I said. "That's honest," Serena corrected. "I'm telling you exactly what this relationship would be, me hating you for your capacity for goodness while simultaneously needing your presence to feel anything at all. Take it or leave it." Something in me snapped, some final thread of patience or hope or desperate need for family that had been holding me together. "You know what?" I said, my voice dangerously quiet. "I'm done. Done with your brutal honesty that's just cruelty dressed up as truth. Done with your damage being used as weapon against me. Done with accepting scraps of conditional affection and calling it sisterhood." "Finally," Serena said, and I couldn't tell if it w

I CHOOSE MYSELF

"You're going to believe her over me? After everything we've been through, after months of you claiming to see me clearly, you're going to take her side?" "I'm taking the side of not hitting people," Luca said. "Regardless of what was said, regardless of provocation, violence isn't acceptable." "But kidnapping is?" I said bitterly. "Holding someone captive for months is fine, but one slap in response to systematic emotional abuse is where you draw the line?" Luca's face hardened. "That's not fair." "None of this is fair," I said, looking between Luca and Serena. "She orchestrated this perfectly. She pushed and pushed until I broke, then played victim the moment someone walked in. And you... you're so blinded by guilt and her angelic performance that you can't see what she's doing." "What she's doing?" Luca repeated. "She's standing there with a handprint on her face that you put there, Sienna. That's not performance, that's physical evidence of your violence." "Evidence without

THE PERFECT VICTIM

“Good,” Matteo said. “You deserve that. You deserve to choose yourself.”I nodded, too tired to say more.After I left, the hospital room fell into heavy silence. Serena remained by the window, still touching her reddening cheek, her expression carefully neutral. Luca stood in the middle of the room, conflict evident on his face.Matteo moved to leave, but paused at the door. “You made a mistake, Luca.”“I held someone accountable for violence,” Luca said defensively. “That’s not a mistake.”“You took sides without hearing full context,” Matteo corrected. “You saw a handprint and assumed guilt without understanding what led to it. That’s exactly the kind of blind judgment you criticized others for making.”“Matteo…” Luca started.“I’m going to check on her,” Matteo interrupted. “Make sure she’s actually okay and not just performing strength while falling apart. You know, the thing you should be doing instead of defending someone you barely know over someone you claim to love.”He lef

HE'D MADE A TERRIBLE MISTAKE

She pulled out her phone and took several photos from different angles, making sure the mark was clearly visible. Evidence. Ammunition. Proof of my violence that could be deployed if needed then she sat on the edge of the bed, allowing herself a small smile of satisfaction.She’d successfully turned Luca against me with minimal effort. Had positioned herself as the reasonable victim while painting me as emotionally unstable and dangerous. Had created a narrative where anything I said now would sound like desperate attempts to justify violence.It was almost too easy.My capacity for genuine emotion made me vulnerable. Made me predictable. Made me easy to manipulate because I responded authentically to provocation instead of calculating strategic response.Serena had deliberately pushed until I broke, then performed victimhood the moment someone walked in. Classic abuser tactic really provokes until the target reacts, then points to their reaction as proof of instability.And Luca had

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