All Chapters of The Don Chased His Donna Back: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

The head nurse Margaret blocked the office doorway, absolutely refusing to let me go treat Dante Blackwood."Ivy, have you lost your mind? Don't you know how much Don Dante hates you? You're walking straight into humiliation!""I know.""And you're still going?"I wiped my gold-rimmed glasses clean and slid them back onto my nose."One million dollars."Margaret froze.I didn't explain.My brother's kidney transplant was still one million short.I drew in a deep breath.Three years.Dante and I hadn't seen each other in three years.The last time we met, I'd taken off the engagement ring with my own hands and given it back to him.He'd stood in the rain that day, soaked through, his eyes so red they looked ready to bleed.I didn't look back. I got into Dominic's car. Dominic was the Don of Mercer Family. From that day on, the entire hospital knew—Dante Blackwood despised Ivy Ashford.Fate has a cruel sense of humor.Because Dante's stomach surgery could only be performed by me, the ho

Chapter 2

Dante's fingers went rigid against my throat.The murderous intent in his eyes cracked open, and a sliver of shock bled through.Then he let go.I sat up on the bed and straightened the collar he'd wrinkled.I stood and faced him."Mr. Blackwood, I can oversee your surgery from start to finish.""Including personal pre-operative care.""The fee is one million dollars."The room went silent for two full seconds.Then Vivienne laughed.Like she'd just heard the funniest joke of the year."One million, just like that? You're not here to practice medicine—you're here to extort him! Typical gold-digging trash!"She raised her hand to slap me.Before it landed, Dante reached out and caught her wrist.One flick.Vivienne stumbled two steps and nearly hit the floor."Dante!" She stared at him in disbelief.Dante didn't look at her.He pulled a leather checkbook from the nightstand drawer, scrawled a few strokes, and tore out the check.Then he flicked his wrist—The check hit me square in the

Chapter 3

I arrived at The Elysium Club and pushed open the door to the private room.Dominic Mercer sat in the middle of the leather sofa, one leg propped up on the coffee table, a glass of liquor in his hand. He looked like he'd had plenty.He smiled when he saw me."That was fast."He set down his glass and stood up.He walked over to me, reached out, and gripped my chin, turning my face side to side."Long time no see. Still as beautiful as ever.""No wonder Dante still can't get over you."I clenched my back teeth and said nothing.He released me, stepped back, and dropped onto the sofa."Kneel.""Do a good job, and I'll keep your brother's medication coming.""Do a bad job..."He smiled but didn't finish.I walked over.I knelt down.Dominic leaned his head back with satisfaction and closed his eyes.My hand slid up his thigh.Soft. Slow.He let out a low groan.In that exact instant—I drew the sterile scalpel from my sleeve.The blade slicing through air made barely a whisper.But the so

Chapter 4

The door to the hospital room was locked from the inside.Dante shoved me into a chair and roughly tore open the sleeve of my white coat.There was a shallow cut on my arm—I'd scraped it when I fell at the bar earlier.Not deep. Didn't hurt.But Dante's face looked even worse than before he saw the wound.He dug through the first aid kit and pulled out iodine and cotton swabs, his movements fast and rough.The swab pressed against the cut and I sucked in a breath."Good. It should hurt," he said through gritted teeth."Maybe the pain will teach you to think next time."I watched him bent over my arm, saying nothing.His fingers were long, the knuckles sharply defined, the iodine-soaked swab tracing across my skin inch by inch.His touch was so gentle it didn't match his tone at all.When he finished, he tossed the swab aside and leaned against the cabinet."The leg wound on Dominic—that was you?""Yes.""Where exactly?""Inner thigh. Three centimeters from the femoral artery."He raise

Chapter 5

I didn't respond.The next day.Dominic didn't let it go.He pulled strings through Mercer Corporation's connections on the medical board and had me fired.The afternoon the news broke, I was packing up my office.My phone buzzed.A news alert."Blackwood Financial Group acquires Eastport General Hospital for 370 million dollars, effective immediately."I froze.Ten minutes later, Dante's consigliere knocked on my door."Dr. Ashford, the Don asked me to inform you that your surgical privileges have been temporarily suspended.""Your new position is the Don's personal assistant.""On call twenty-four hours a day."He handed me a new employment contract. The last line read—Salary: To be discussed.Contract duration: Indefinite.Direct supervisor: Dante Blackwood.I stood in my office holding the contract, not sure whether to laugh or scream.He'd bought an entire hospital just to make me fetch his tea?But I didn't have a choice.Dominic's blacklist was everywhere. If I left this hospit

Chapter 6

Three days later.Noah disappeared.I was searching everywhere when Dominic called."I have your brother.""I'm sending you the location.""If you call the police, I'll have his organs harvested."He hung up.My blood turned to ice.What do I do? What do I do?The location pin showed somewhere near the coast.If I went, I wouldn't be as lucky as last time.I thought of Dante.He wasn't just an enforcer anymore.In three years, he'd risen to become the new Don of the Blackwood family.He'd help me, wouldn't he?Well—he was about to get his wish. Watching me and Dominic tear each other apart.I let out a bitter laugh.I had no other options.He was all I had left.I stood outside the door of his VIP room, my mind churning.I walked in.Dante looked up.When he saw the look on my face, his hand paused over the documents he was flipping through.My eyes were rimmed red.But I wasn't crying.I walked to the edge of his hospital bed.And dropped to my knees.The sound of my kneecaps hitting

Chapter 7

The lights on the deck were dim.Dominic Mercer sat in an iron chair, holding the end of a chain.The other end was locked around Noah's neck.Noah was on his knees.His face was so swollen his features were barely recognizable.His lips were split open, crusted with dried blood.The moment he saw me, his mouth moved. No sound came out.But I read his lips."Go."Dominic's eyes lit up when he saw me.He stood, brushed off his suit, and smiled like a man who'd just won."Ivy, Ivy, Ivy. I was starting to think you weren't coming.""Well, here I am."He waved a hand behind him.Two of his men walked up carrying another length of chain."Tonight, right here on this deck, I'm going to break you like a dog.""Let your little brother watch his big sister on her knees, licking the bottom of my shoe."I didn't move.I let him come closer.He reached for my hair.The instant his fingers touched the strands, I unzipped my jacket.Three rows of explosives were strapped tight around my waist and ab

Chapter 8

I lost consciousness in the white light.When I came to, my head was splitting.I turned my neck slowly.Bandages wrapped my arms. Gauze pressed cold against my cheek. My left ear rang with a high, steady whine.I was alive.Dante. The thought of him hit me like a freight train, and I fought my way upright."Where's Dante?"The nurse flinched."Dr. Ashford, please lie back down.""Where is he?"Five minutes later, I was standing outside the ICU observation window.Dante was lying facedown on the hospital bed.His back was exposed.Massive burns.The entire surface was a horrifying landscape of charred black and angry red.In the last second before the blast, he'd used his back to shield me from the shockwave and the shrapnel.I pressed my hand against the glass.One layer of glass between us, and I couldn't reach him.The lead surgeon came over with the CT scans, his expression grim."The burn area is extensive. He needs debridement and skin grafting as soon as possible."I stood at th

Chapter 9

It happened on my way home from a night shift.On the Eastport Harbor Bridge, a truck from the opposite lane lost control and smashed through the median barrier.My car was pushed off the bridge.Into the freezing river below.The instant the airbag deployed, a single image flashed through my mind.Dante, sitting on the hospital bed, saying, "You being Ivy is enough."Then everything went dark.When I opened my eyes again, I learned that a fisherman passing by had pulled me out of the water downstream.He'd taken me to a small-town clinic upriver.Concussion. Contusions everywhere. Two cracked ribs.I spent nearly three months lying in that clinic.The first thing I did after recovering was find Noah.Noah had put on weight since the last time I'd seen him.The moment he saw me, he froze for a full ten seconds.Then he cried.A twenty-three-year-old man, crouching on the ground, clinging to my legs, sobbing so hard he could barely breathe."Ivy... they all said you were dead...""Who s

Chapter 10

He came toward me in long, heavy strides.A sharp thud—my back slammed against the wall.His hand closed around my throat.Hard."You're leaving again!"His voice was so hoarse it barely sounded human."You're leaving me again!""Where are you going this time?"Pinned to the wall by his grip, I looked into his eyes.They were so red they looked like they might bleed.My face was reflected in his pupils.The way he looked at me—it wasn't the way you look at a living person.It was the way you look at a dream that could shatter at any second."Let me tell you something, Ivy."His voice was shaking.His entire body was shaking."Even if all that's left of you is a handful of ashes --""Those ashes belong in MY urn."The moment those words left his mouth, he kissed me.Brutal, unreasonable, laced with madness and desperation.He kissed me until I couldn't breathe.My tears finally fell.In the gaps between his lips, the taste of blood and tears mixed together.Three years of silence, three

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