Semua Bab The Donna Left，The Don Went Crazy: Bab 1 - Bab 10

After hanging up, I didn't hesitate. I started packing immediately. Since I had decided to leave, I wouldn't leave anything behind.The next morning, Alexander brought Elena back to the estate and went straight to the private underground armory."I'm taking Elena to the range. She needs a weapon for self-defense." Alexander saw me packing and offered a careless explanation, his tone still arrogant. "Still at it? Where exactly do you think you're moving to?"I ignored him and continued folding my clothes into the suitcase.Elena, however, walked straight to the display cabinet and picked up a custom gold Beretta—Alexander’s birthday gift to me last year. I used to practice shooting with it."Wow, this gun is gorgeous." Elena played with the weapon, the muzzle swaying intentionally past my forehead, a fake smile plastered on her face. "Oops, sorry, Ivy. My hand slipped. Since the Don is teaching me how to shoot, surely I can borrow this one for a bit?"Looking at the black muzzle pointed

Time passed slowly; every second was torture. It wasn't until that rainy night that Alexander returned.He was carrying a blood-soaked Elena. She wasn't actually hurt that badly—just a knife wound on her leg. It looked gory and shocking, but I could tell at a glance that it missed any major arteries.Alexander radiated a violent aura. After handing Elena over to the doctor, he turned to me."Take her to the torture chamber," he ordered the bodyguards coldly.I was forced to my knees on the cold stone floor by two burly enforcers.A short while later, Elena, her wound dressed, limped out, leaning weakly against Alexander’s chest."Don... don't blame Ivy. Maybe I accidentally offended her..." She wept beautifully, like a pear blossom bathed in rain.Alexander looked at her with heartache, then turned his gaze to me. His eyes held only cold judgment."According to Omertà and family rules: those who harm a comrade or collude with enemies face the whip."He took a leather whip soaked in sa

Elena had recovered well enough, but the restlessness in Alexander's heart refused to settle.She was still begging him to stay by her side, but his patience had finally run dry. He turned on his heel and strode toward Ivy’s hospital room.For some reason, a sense of unease was growing inside him like weeds.As he passed Elena’s attending physician's office, the door was slightly ajar. The voices drifting out made him freeze in his tracks."Just inject me with a little more of this compound. Create the illusion of critical condition, and the Don will lose his mind completely. That bitch Ivy's blood will be drained dry sooner or later...." It was Elena’s voice, dripping with a toxicity that was unrecognizable to him."But Miss Elena, if we are discovered...""What are you afraid of? If anything happens, I’ll take the heat. As long as that bitch Ivy dies, I will be the only donna. You’ll get your cut."Alexander's blood froze in his veins.He kicked the door open. The loud crash made th

The Rainier family’s declaration of war was like a nuclear bomb, destroying half of the Alexander family’s influence overnight.As revenge from the Rainier family, this was only the beginning.That night, a bulletproof Rolls-Royce flying a white flag stopped at the gates of the Rainier castle.Alexander’s mother, the once-arrogant donna, walked in alone.She looked ten years older, her air of insufferable superiority completely gone.Ivy met her in the drawing room."Ivy... no, Miss Rainier." She looked at Ivy, her eyes complex, holding a trace of fear. "I am not here to beg for mercy. I know that ungrateful son of mine has committed unforgivable sins."She took a thick stack of documents from her bag and pushed them towards Ivy."These are the deeds to one-third of our family’s territory in Sicily, and the control rights to our two most profitable shipping routes in the Mediterranean.""This is compensation. I only ask that the Rainier family spare Alexander’s life."Vincent, standing

Ivy held onto Gabriel’s arm, walking through the manor's iron gates without glancing sideways.In her peripheral vision, the black figure standing in the heavy rain was as stiff as a statue. Alexander was right there, but she wouldn't even spare him a look.Back in the villa, the heating dispelled the chill from her body."I'll make something to eat." Gabriel took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and walked to the open kitchen.Ivy sat at the bar, watching him skillfully chop vegetables and sear steaks. The warm yellow light fell on him, creating a domestic atmosphere she hadn't felt in a long time.Once, she had fantasized about moments like this with Alexander. But all he gave her were cold armories, endless waiting, and a back that reeked of blood."What are you thinking about?" Gabriel handed her a glass of red wine, his eyes gentle.Ivy took the glass and looked out the floor-to-ceiling bulletproof window. The rain was still falling, and that figure was still standing there, l