BETROTHED TO THE CRAZY DON のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

The Challenge Someone was watching the lights in the study. Waiting for the next move. By morning, Valentina had made hers. She arrived at the De Luca distribution office before most of the employees. The building was already alive with activity—phones ringing, workers moving between departments, and managers rushing through the corridors. She entered the main conference room with a folder beneath her arm. Six executives were seated around the table. Richard Hale was missing. That immediately caught her attention. “Where is Mr. Hale?” she asked. A middle-aged manager adjusted his glasses. “He requested permission to remain away from the office.” “Permission from whom?” No one answered. Valentina placed the folder on the table. “Then we'll continue without him.” She had barely taken her seat when the conference room doors opened. Richard walked in. His face was bruised, but his posture remained confident. Two men followed him, carrying documents. Valentina's eyes nar

Inside the EstateAnother gunshot tore through the estate.Valentina jumped.Alessandro grabbed her hand.“Stay here.”“No.”He looked at her.For a second, neither of them moved.Then another shot sounded from somewhere downstairs.Closer.Alessandro's expression changed.“Stay behind me.”This time, Valentina followed.He pulled his gun from beneath his jacket and slowly opened the study door.The hallway was dark.Only the emergency lights along the floor where working, casting thin strips of red across the walls.Alessandro stepped out first.Valentina stayed close behind him.“Alessandro,” she whispered.He lifted one finger.Silence.They listened.Nothing.Then...A man's voice came from downstairs.“Clear!”Another voice answered.“East wing is clear!”Alessandro's shoulders loosened slightly.His men.He started down the stairs.Valentina followed.“Go back upstairs,” he said without looking at her.“You know I'm not going to.”“Valentina.”“I need to know what's happening.”

The Man Behind the Door The interrogation room smelled of smoke, blood, and something metallic. Valentina stood behind the one-way glass, her arms folded tightly across her chest. On the other side, the man sat handcuffed to a metal chair. His face was bruised. There was dried blood beneath his nose. But somehow, he still looked amused. That bothered her more than the blood. “He hasn't said anything?” she asked. The guard beside her shook his head. “Not a word.” Alessandro stood behind her. “He knows why he's here.” Valentina glanced at him. “You're sure?” “He came into our estate armed.” “That doesn't mean he knows everything.” Alessandro's eyes narrowed. “You're defending him?” “No.” She turned back to the glass. “I'm trying to understand him.” Alessandro said nothing. Valentina could feel his eyes on her. She knew what he wanted. He wanted her away from the room. Away from the man. Away from anything that could put her in danger again. But she couldn't d

Valentina stayed beside the window long after Alessandro left the room. Her hand rested over her stomach. “I’m going to tell him,” she whispered. “Just not tonight.” A sudden sound came from the hallway. She froze. Footsteps. Slow. Measured. Someone was walking toward their bedroom. Valentina pulled her hand away and reached for the gun on the bedside table. The footsteps stopped outside the door. She waited. Nothing. Then— Click. The handle moved. Valentina raised the gun. The door opened an inch. “Alessandro?” No answer. She stepped backward. The lights suddenly went out. The entire estate fell into darkness. Then the emergency lights flickered on. Red. Her phone buzzed on the bed. A message appeared. DON’T SCREAM. Another message followed. YOUR HUSBAND ISN’T COMING. Valentina stared at the screen. A third message appeared. HE’S ALREADY WITH US. Her blood went cold. From somewhere downstairs came the sound of gunfire. Three shots. Then silence. “

The Secret They Must Never DiscoverValentina stared at the message on Luca’s phone.BRING VALENTINA TO THE OLD CHURCH.COME ALONE.OR ALESSANDRO DIES.For several seconds, the words refused to make sense. She read them once, twice, then a third time, hoping that somehow the meaning would change.It didn't.Her fingers tightened around the edge of the phone until her knuckles turned white.Alessandro.She could still hear his voice in her head. The way he said her name when he was angry. The way he looked at her when he thought she was doing something reckless. The way he always seemed to find her, no matter how far she tried to run from him.And now someone was threatening to take him away from her.A sharp breath escaped her, but it did nothing to ease the pressure building in her chest."Where is he?" she whispered.Luca stood a few feet away, watching her carefully."We don't know.""Then find out.""Valentina...""Find out where my husband is!"Her voice struck the empty warehou