All Chapters of DON L.M: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

By noon, the festival had swallowed the street whole.Smoke rose from grills and carts, thick with the smell of frying dough, roasted meat, sugar, spice, everything loud and indulgent and alive. Music thumped from speakers set up on corners. People packed the street shoulder to shoulder, laughing, shouting over one another, greeting relatives they hadn’t seen in years like no time had passed at all.Aria stepped into it like she’d been holding her breath for months and could finally exhale.Her family showed up in waves. Aunts she barely remembered. Uncles who still called her by childhood nicknames. Cousins twice removed who hugged her like they’d grown up together. Hands pulled her this way and that. Voices overlapped. Laughter echoed off brick walls and windows strung with lights.She let herself disappear into it.She helped her mother in the kitchen first, rolling dough, dipping pastries in syrup, stealing bites when her mother wasn’t looking. Sugar stuck to her fingers. Her moth

The days that followed melted together like wax under heat.Music. Food. Color. Noise. Laughter.The festival didn’t slow down for anyone, and Aria let herself get carried by it. She danced with her cousins until her legs ached. She learned steps she’d forgotten, let drums thump through her chest, let sweat and laughter blur the edges of her thoughts. At night, she sat with her aunts and uncles, listening to stories she’d heard a hundred times and still loved, stories that made her feel like she belonged somewhere uncomplicated.For hours at a time, she almost forgot.Lucien stayed busy in a different way.He followed her father and, sometimes unwillingly, her brothers into back rooms and quiet corners. Conversations dropped when Aria walked by. Phones buzzed. Voices lowered. Chicago’s underbelly was restless, and everyone felt it. Old alliances were shifting. New players were pushing in.Lucien thrived in it.Her father listened to him more and more, nodding, asking questions, trusti

“Aria!”Lucien’s scream tore through the warehouse like something feral.The leader didn’t even have time to smile again.Lucien’s gun came up, steady despite the chaos, and the bullet went straight through the man’s skull. No hesitation. No mercy. Just a clean, brutal end. The body hit the floor before the echo of the shot faded.Lucien didn’t stop.He turned on the rest of them like death itself had decided to wear his face. Every movement was sharp, efficient, and lethal. He fired, reloaded, fired again. Men dropped. One after another. A bullet grazed his arm, ripping skin, hot and wet, but he didn’t even look down.He didn’t feel it.All he felt was rage.Rage so deep it drowned everything else, logic, fear, restraint. Rage that came from seeing Aria crumpled on the floor, blood spreading across her dress because she had stepped in front of a gun meant for him.By the time the last enemy fell, the warehouse was silent except for ringing ears and labored breathing.Two SUVs roared

Aria's POV.I had pretended to be someone else, the girl I was before my parents had me married so they wouldn't be worried. I pretended I hadn't met people, fallen in love twice, and used. I pretended like I hadn't been betrayed or I hadn't watched my husband, Lucien make love to another.I played games, thinking I was in the lead, but it turned out I was being fooled. So, what is the essence of my continuing to play?Despite his promises, Don Luciano still got married to someone else and pretended like I didn't exist.I couldn't take it and broke down into Michelle's hands, allowing him to help nurse my heart, so I could get over the man I thought wanted me.Ever since the night I got drugged and allowed Michelle Blaze fuck me hard, I thought something existed between us, but I guess I was wrong again, because Michelle stood me up.At that point, I decided. I have nothing left to fight for anymore. Luciano could be with whoever he wanted to be with and so was Lucien.Thinking it tho

Aria's POV.I was still wondering when I noticed Lucien's piercing and breathed out a sigh of relief. I guess I was just overthinking because I had fallen deeply for Michelle.Lucien's cock was fatter, and he had a piercing on it, which Michelle did not, so they were not in any way similar. 'My brain was just playing tricks on me.' I thought.Lucien held his cock in his hand, stroking it into his palm as he looked at me with lust filling his icy-blue eyes.My pussy got wetter as I spread my legs wider, wanting his piece of meat in me."Beg for it, Aria." He told me, sounding familiar once again. I shook whatever memories of Michelle I had filling my head up away as I took my hands to my nipples."Please, Lucien, fuck me," I begged like he wanted, and he groaned, jumping on me on the bed and shoving his fat cock into my hole roughly.I moaned out loud, raising my voice in pleasure as he began to move inside me. I no longer cared about being heard because my senses were being scattered