All Chapters of Daddy’s Little Obsession (The Don Who Owns Me): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Dario’s pov My entire life had been about survival.Guns, bullets, blood, and the Nostra. That was all I knew.I grew up taking things by force because nothing had ever been handed to me easily. Every territory I owned, every man who answered to me, every ounce of respect I carried—I fought for it.Nothing came easy. Nothing. Especially when you come from a lineage with numerous males ready to kick your ass and take up the cartel.So when Julio Gaten came to me with that proposal months ago, when he sat across from me and offered me the one thing I had secretly wanted for years, how the fuck was I supposed to say no?Fina.Even now, just thinking her name made my chest tighten.I knew it was wrong. I knew I shouldn’t have looked at my friend’s daughter the way I did.But I had. Ever since she was younger.Ever since she used to run around with scraped knees and a loud mouth.Ever since she became the only person capable of making me forget wars, debts, and bloodshed.And in the end,

Fina’s POVI couldn’t sleep.The moment Freya told me those words, sleep became impossible.I paced around my room for what felt like hours, walking from one side to the other while my mind spun in endless circles. The entire house was awake. I could hear footsteps outside my door. Men moved through the hallways. Doors opened and closed.The house was tense. Everyone knew what was coming.Nobody knew if Dario would storm the place with an army, send a bomb through the gates, or simply walk in and demand I be handed over.The uncertainty was worse than anything. After what felt like forever, exhaustion eventually won.I didn’t even remember lying down, I only remembered closing my eyes.Then— A loud chorus of car horns jolted me awake. My heart nearly stopped.I sat upright so fast my head spun, a knock sounded on the door.Before I could move, the door opened, and Freya stood there.She had a rifle strapped over her shoulder and two shotguns in her hands.Her face was pale, her eyes m

Fina’s PovThe next morning felt unreal.Even after everything that had happened, I still couldn’t believe Dario was here, and he had come without war.Don't blame me for feeling perplexed.The memory of the previous night kept replaying in my head as I stood in the bathroom, staring at my reflection.I looked exhausted. My eyes were swollen from crying.My heart was still carrying wounds that hadn’t healed.And somehow, the man responsible for most of those wounds was just a few feet away from me.I had been hiding in the bathroom for so long that I’d completely lost track of time.The hot water had stopped running ages ago. I was simply standing there, thinking.Thinking about him, and about us.Thinking about how much I had missed him despite everything.And God, I hated that. Because missing him felt like betrayal.Betrayal of my pain, and my anger. Betrayal to everything that had happened.Yet every time I remembered the look in his eyes downstairs, every time I remembered him st

Fina’s PovThe rest of the drive had been quiet.The kind of quiet that settled between two people who had too much to say and no idea where to start.At some point, I got lost in my thoughts. The radio played softly.The countryside blurred outside the window. And before I knew it, hours had passed.I barely noticed where we were until the car slowed, then stopped.I blinked, my eyes lifted, and my breath caught.My heart skipped. No way.Slowly, I turned toward the familiar building standing ahead.The familiar gates, the familiar streets. The familiar signpost.Casa Serena.I immediately turned toward Dario. “What are we doing here?”He looked at me, then smiled. A small smile.The kind that had become strangely common these past two days.“You always wanted to come back.”I stared at him, speechless. Completely speechless.He looked ahead at the orphanage.“I thought we could stop by and see the children.”My throat tightened, I looked back toward Casa Serena.The place that had s

Fina’s PovI watched Casa Serena disappear behind us through the rear window.The children and Elena stood outside the gates, waving enthusiastically as the convoy rolled away. Even when they became tiny figures in the distance, they were still waving.A sigh escaped me. I already missed them.Beside me, Dario kept his eyes on the road.The countryside stretched endlessly ahead of us while the engine hummed beneath the silence.I turned to look at him.“Thank you.”He glanced at me briefly before returning his attention to the road.“I’ve heard those words a lot today.”A smile tugged at my lips. “Sounds nice, doesn’t it?”A chuckle escaped him. “Yeah.”His fingers tightened around the steering wheel. “It does. Coming from you, especially.”I rolled my eyes.“You see? When you do things like this, I appreciate you.”His eyebrow rose. “I'm not chopping off your brother’s arm again, Fina.”The smile disappeared from my face, replaced with a scowl.“I was just saying thank you.”His expr