All Chapters of Owned By The Don; Desired By His Son: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Gianna.I was at the club, the music in full blast and a glass of whiskey in my hand as I stood in the middle of the club’s VVIP lounge dancing with my friends.I had just splashed a huge amount of money into buying myself an early engagement gift, and I couldn’t have been happier with my dreams of getting married to my first love coming to reality.I had loved Javier since we were kids. We did things together, shared our first kiss at the age of eight, went to college, and made plans of spending the rest of our lives together.I was a spoiled mafia princess, I got everything I wanted and never lacked anything except the warmth of a mother, but my father was always there to fill that void.“Are you sure you don’t want to answer that?” Gracie, my best friend asked as she stared at my phone which was vibrating.“Don’t worry, I just want to have fun,” I replied reluctantly as I walked over to the bar to get a refill.When I returned I met my father’s men grabbing my friends and ordering

Gianna.I was escorted out of the room by two maids. They wrapped me with a duvet as I walked slowly down the hallway leading to my room.I had my hands folded to my chest with muffled cries escaping my lips. I was having difficulty believing that my father had just traded me to this monster instead of his father, Don Vittorio Caruso. In between my legs were still sore and I was still bleeding… soaked with blood and cum.“I’ll prepare your bath,” one of the maids said while the other opened the closet, taking out clean towels.She looked elderly and approachable unlike the one who left. “What’s your name?” I asked, wiping my tears.“Luciana, ma’am.” She gave a slight bow.“Luci…ana,” I mouthed. That was exactly my mother’s name. I ran my eyes over her; I could see my mother in her, and maybe the warmth in her eyes, like she pitied me.“You have a child?” I asked.“Yes, I had one. A girl… she is dead,” she disclosed, her eyes twitching like she wanted to cry.“I’m… I’m so sorry I sho

Gianna.Tears streaked my face as I dropped to my knees, the two men who held me by my arm letting go of their grip which had bitten deep into my soft skin, leaving faint red marks.“You know better not to take things that don’t belong to you,” Luciana hissed as she snatched the table knife from where I hid it under my pillow.She had stood there some minutes ago demanding that I give it back to her even when I denied knowledge of what she was talking about.She was about to search me when the men barged into the room with whips and a phone pressed against my ear.I was in a state of confusion, expecting to hear Stefano’s voice, but the voice I heard made my heart leap and my stomach tighten.It was Papa. What were they doing to him? Was he okay? The last cry I heard derailed and made me go numb, my eyes stinging with so many tears and my chest heaving.I watched Luciana walk out of the room without looking back, and the next thing I heard was the click of the door snapping shut.Onc

Gianna.Run.The word echoed in my head louder than the pounding of my heart.For a moment I just stood there, staring at the open doorway of the changing room, my hands clutching the overlapping of the wedding dress as if my body refused to believe what had just happened.Did he really mean it?Behind me, I could still feel Stefano’s eyes on me. He was going to change his mind if I didn’t take action.“Run, piccola… run!”My body moved before my mind could catch up.I bolted, my legs weak but unyielding.The boutique door burst open as I pushed through it, the bell above it clanging wildly. Cold air slapped against my face and I stumbled onto the sidewalk, nearly tripping over the hem of the dress.People turned, some even stared, but I didn’t give two fucks about it.Freedom was only a few steps away.I ran toward the street, my lungs burning, my vision blurring as cars sped past. My heart hammered so violently against my ribs that I thought it might burst out of my chest.But one t

Gianna.I felt a presence, which was the first thing I felt before I even opened my eyes. The eyes that watched me were heavy, close, and staring carefully.My lashes fluttered open slowly, my vision blurry at first… then it cleared, and I almost screamed.It was Luciana, she was bent over me, her face inches from mine, her sharp eyes scanning every inch of my expression like she was studying a corpse.I jerked backward with a gasp, my hand flying to my chest.“What the fuck!” I breathed, my heart pounding violently against my ribs. “Why would you do that?!”Luciana didn’t flinch; instead, she smiled calmly, almost amused.“I was wondering if you were dead,” she said simply, straightening up.My brows pulled together in disbelief. “Are you insane?”Her lips curved slightly, as my reaction entertained her.I dragged in a shaky breath, trying to steady myself as I pushed myself upright on the bed. My head throbbed faintly, like something was being used to hit it right in the middle.“Ho