บททั้งหมดของ Just A Subordinate：The Don's Regretful Obsession: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 8

On the surface, I'm the Blackthorn family's private doctor. But I was also Don Blackthorn's secret for five years. I thought I could win him over, but then, after sex one night, he told me, “Maybe you should find a good man and get married, too.” That’s when I knew. The one he really loved was his brother's widow.The air was thick with sweat and expensive cologne.Evan Blackthorn finished with a final, hard thrust, lingering to kiss my neck.I was still catching my breath, watching in a daze as he rolled off me. The muscles of his back gleamed in the dim light.He walked naked to the floor-to-ceiling window and lit a cigarette.“I need a wife, Rachel.”I didn’t say anything. I just sat up and reached for the black dress pooled on the floor.It was the same routine for five years. After the pleasure, I was on my own. Get dressed, pretend we just finished talking business.“A real Blackthorn wife,” he continued, not looking at me. “Someone who can stand by my side, host family dinners,

The Blackthorn family dinner was, as always, both lavish and suffocating.I wore a conservative black gown, my arm linked with my brother Luca’s, staying quietly by his side.“You seem different tonight, Rachel,” Luca murmured. “You’re usually… on edge.”He was right. On edge.Because my eyes were always chasing one person across the room.Tonight, I hadn’t even glanced toward the head table.Evan Blackthorn was holding court, and beside him, in a pristine white evening gown, was Sofia Rossi.They looked like a perfect couple.Never mind that she was his brother’s widow. In our world, power is everything. Nobody cared about the details.I could hear the low hum of approval around them.“Evan, this must be your brother’s widow? A true beauty,” said the head of an allied family, raising his glass.A faint smile touched Evan’s lips.“Yes, this is Sofia.”The portly man turned to her. “Mrs. Rossi, an honor. A toast to you.”Sofia looked flustered, shrinking back behind Evan almost instinct

"What is this?"Luca stared at me, then at Evan, his eyes wide with confusion. "Rachel, you two…"Evan's jaw tightened. He took a step forward, reaching for my wrist.I pulled my hand back, not flinching at the rage on his face."Godfather, I don't think there's anything between us. Nothing more than a Godfather and his underling."His face twisted with rage. He glared at me like he wanted to tear me limb from limb."You…" he hissed through his teeth."Ah—"A soft gasp cut him off.Sofia swayed, her face pale. She pressed a hand to her forehead, then collapsed.Evan spun instinctively, catching her in a practiced move."Sofia!" he yelled, his voice tight with worry as he gently tapped her cheek.Just like that, all eyes were on the tragic couple.In his arms, Sofia’s eyes fluttered open, tears clinging to her lashes."Evan, I’m so dizzy… It must be from the fall…"Evan immediately swept her up into his arms, the movement smooth and protective. But as he passed me, he stopped.He ordere

"Why did you run?"He stepped inside, shutting the door behind him. "Why didn't you answer my calls? Why did you cut all ties?""And your hair…" His eyes dropped to my short hair. "Who told you to cut it?"I didn't answer. "That's none of your business, Godfather.""Godfather?" He let out a low, disbelieving laugh. "Why so formal? That's not what you used to call me."He used to let me call him Evan. In bed. When he needed me to stitch him up.I took a step back. "You told me to find a good man and settle down. I'm about to go on a date," I said, my voice calm. "I'm just following your orders."He flinched, as if I'd struck him. "I was just…""Or were you hoping to introduce someone yourself?" I cut him off.He looked lost, unable to understand why the woman who once obeyed his every command had changed."Are you still angry about Sofia?" he finally landed on. "I explained—""No, you misunderstand," I interrupted, my voice sincere. "I'm not angry. I honestly think you're perfect for ea