All Chapters of THE DON'S SECRET OBSESSION (His Bride, Her Prison): Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter 62Dermos’s POVCarlos didn’t answer immediately.That alone got me angry again. “Who?” I repeated in a higher pitch.He swallowed once before speaking. “It’s registered to Elena,” he said softly.The name rang through the air. Elena, Ariella’s head housekeeper.The one assigned to her wing. The one who had worked in this house for six years. The one Ariella trusted.I didn’t show my reaction on my face, but inside? Everything shifted.“Elena doesn’t even know how to operate half the systems in this place,” I said calmly.Carlos nodded. “Which is exactly why this doesn’t make sense,” he agreed.Mateo stepped closer. “The code was used from inside the security panel near the east corridor. That's a manual entry, not remote,” he explained.Manual. That meant hands on the keypad. Not hacked, not intercepted, but physically entered.“In her name?” I asked.“Yes,” he replied, then I stared at the screen. Time stamp: 21:43. Access clearance: Ariella’s wing. Override level: Staff ma

Chapter 64Dermos's POV There had to be a pattern, like something peculiar about the wing or what was in it.My jaw tightened as I stared at the screen, deep in thought.So it was either that Luciana wanted me looking towards Ariel, or someone wanted me thinking Luciana wanted that.But either way, Luciana was heavily involved, and it was getting very clear now that getting to the root of things, that solving this mystery, had everything to do with Luciana.There were too many layers now, way too many layers.Carlos stepped closer, breaking my thoughts. “You think she’s working with Valerio?” He asked carefully.“I think someone wants me to think she is,” I replied evenly, choosing the rational side of things.“Then why run?” He asked.I didn’t answer immediately, simply cause that was the part that didn’t sit right.“We are not sure she was the one,” I replied instead.“Everything points to her being the one,” Carlos pointed out.“She's innocent until proven otherwise,” I said firml

Chapter 66Dermos' POV I paused for a moment as it seemed like the whole room held its breath.My eyes slowly went by everyone, starting from Luciana's worried eyes, to Marco's alert eyes, and Carlos's, who just stared right back at me blankly.They all waited to hear what I would say, if I would condemn her to a gruesome fate or stand by her.And as my eyes came back into Luciana's, I saw my next words clearly before I parted my lips.“Untie her,” I finally ordered.I felt Carlos to my left stepping closer. “Boss—”“Untie her,” I cut him off as he was probably trying to give some speech as to how this wasn't right or whatever.But I'd made up my mind, I don't see this being her plan. I could be wrong, but I won't put it out of place.Mateo stepped forward and loosened the ropes off her wrists first.She winced as she immediately took her hand up and turned her wrist in every possible direction, probably trying to get the blood flowing again.Then he went down to her ankles, loosenin

Chapter 68Dermos’ POVLuciana didn’t move from the window.The lights around the yard stretched across the dark paths outside, casting long shadows over the courtyard walls. From here, one would actually believe the place looked peaceful.But I knew better. Storms rarely announce themselves loudly.Most times, they wait.Luciana’s voice broke the silence. “It happened months ago,” she started.And I leaned back against the desk with the glass still in my hand, watching her reflection through the window.“When did you hook up with Valerio?” I asked carefully, and she nodded slowly.“Yes,” she muttered, and I waited.She turned around then, folding her arms loosely across her chest.“You know what my life used to be,” she said calmly. “Men paid for my time. Some were powerful, some were pathetic, and some thought money meant they owned the world,” she stated softly.Her lips then curved upwards faintly. “But Valerio was different,” she whispered.My grip tightened slightly around the

Chapter 70Dermos’ POVThe silence in the small storage room felt heavier than the walls.Ariella rose to her feet when she noticed me and pressed her back against the far side of the room with her back almost touching the shelves behind her. Her breathing looked uneven, like she had run much farther than just the hallway.Maybe she had. Her eyes lifted slowly to mine. She didn't look angry, at least not exactly.She looked hurt, and that look sat strangely in my chest.I closed the door behind me with the click echoing in the small, tight space.“Ariella,” I called out, and she immediately looked away.That alone irritated me more than it should have.“You’re running from me now?” I asked carefully.“I’m not running,” she muttered in a tight voice.“But you just did,” I muttered as I stepped closer.She crossed her arms over her chest with her gaze still refusing to meet mine.“I didn’t want to interrupt,” she said immediately, and the words came out sharper than she probably intend