Owned By The Don; Desired By His Son のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 4

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