All Chapters of After Seeing the Don’s Thoughts: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

[Still awake? Such an annoying dead weight.]11:40 PM. The heavy oak door pushed open. Those glowing, semi-transparent words popped up right above Matteo's head out of nowhere.I froze by the bed. My pupils shrank.Matteo walked in, smelling of cold gunpowder. A hint of perfect concern touched his handsome, ruthless face. He slipped off his suit jacket, wrapped an arm around my waist, and kissed my forehead."Why are you still up, baby? I told you to sleep early." His voice was smooth and warm. His eyes dripped with affection.His lips didn't move. But another line hovered above his head:[She haunts me with this useless drama every single day. Doesn't she ever get tired of it?]My blood ran cold. Ice filled my veins.For four years, he was the flawless husband. Sometimes, I even forgot he was a cold-blooded Mafia Don.I reached out. I gently unbuttoned his collar and whispered, "This weekend… do you want to go to the ranch and relax?""Of course. As soon as I clear my schedule, I'll t

Chapter 2

[Here she comes again. Can't she see I'm going through dirty balance sheets?]Saturday, 2:00 PM. I walked toward the study with a crystal glass of whiskey in my hand. Those floating words slammed into my eyes out of nowhere.Over time, this creepy mind-reading power stretched past three meters. The ruthless schemes of eight armed guards and two private doctors, even the guard's petty grudges outside—I saw them all clearly whenever they came close.Matteo sat behind a heavy oak desk. He was scanning bills from underground casinos and gun-running laundries.He raised his head. His face wore his usual gentle, caring smile. "Thanks for bringing me a drink, Sienna. You shouldn't have."Then the glowing letters bounced above his head without mercy:[She sure knows how to pick her timing. Zero common sense. Your husband is the Don, not some stray dog with nothing better to do!]I squeezed the cold glass. My knuckles turned white."Get back to work then."I set the glass down gently on the cor

Chapter 3

7:00 AM sharp. Usually, freshly baked scones and hot espresso would cover the dining table by now.Today, I reached out, slapped the ringing alarm off, and rolled over to keep sleeping.I stayed in bed until Matteo's annoyed voice echoed from downstairs."Where's breakfast? Why is the table empty?"He stood before the large, bare dining table. His face darkened. The maid beside him bowed her head, trembling. "Lady D'Angelo usually manages breakfast. She didn't come down today, so the kitchen didn't prep anything..."Matteo frowned subtly, saying nothing.He didn't even bother sending a servant upstairs to check if I was sick. He smoothed his suit cuffs, stepped outside, and drove off with his massive motorcade of six bulletproof black SUVs, speeding into the distance.In the past, I would have sent my routine safety text by now, double-checking every single security detail on his schedule.Today, I cut all of it off.I stayed in bed until he left. Then I got up, threw on a sleek black

Chapter 4

For five straight days, I didn't get up early to make breakfast. I stopped clinging to Matteo before bed to ask about Mafia gang wars. I stopped playing host at family dinners.Matteo just enjoyed the peace and quiet. Zero suspicion. He figured I was playing the "give him space" game again like before. He didn't care.Life suddenly turned peaceful. I used to flutter around like a desperate butterfly to please everyone. Looking back, I was pathetically stupid.On the sixth night, the heavy gates opened.Old Mrs. Alessandra arrived with Nicole. The second she stepped inside, she demanded a traditional Sicilian family dinner made by my hands.I leaned back on the couch. I didn't even lift an eyelid. My voice was dead cold. "The kitchen is missing ingredients. Order from a hotel."Alessandra flew into a rage instantly. "What kind of attitude is that?! You can't even cook a meal?! Where are your manners?!"Alessandra held her head high. The glowing words above her head throbbed with malice,

Chapter 5

The monitor flickered in my pitch-black Brooklyn studio.Under the alias "Corvus," I dropped a bombshell on the dark web—a leaked report on the FBI's audit trail.In thirty minutes, twelve global syndicates went wild. Bidding hit the roof.Late at night, I sat at my marble desk in the bedroom, staring cold-eyed at live financial charts.The door behind me swung open.Matteo walked in, bringing the midnight cold with him. He shed his suit jacket, and his eyes lazily brushed my screen. He froze.He gave me a second look. Above his head, his true thoughts flashed:[Why is she looking at those complex charts again? She promised to drop finance when we got married.]Outwardly, he said nothing. He just turned and walked into the bathroom.Right then, my encrypted inbox popped up with an email from Nicole.She attached a file, acting fake-nice. "Sienna, this top-tier risk report just leaked on the black market. It's brilliant. You should read it when you're bored. Learn a thing or two."I loo

Chapter 6

"Keep stalling Nicole's request for the 'Corvus' money laundering guarantee. Indefinitely."I sat in my secure Brooklyn studio, Bluetooth earpiece in, giving cold orders.Chloe gasped over the phone. "Got it! Let those mob old-timers sweat! Also, the elite black-market financial summit sent us an exclusive deal. Your cut is insane if you run the hedge.""Take it," I said, cold and firm.I stayed in my Brooklyn underground studio for two whole weeks.No Alessandra picking fights. No Matteo's fake-nice gentleness. The freedom was intoxicating.Half a month later, late at night, I went back to the manor to grab some files.The living room lights were blaring.Matteo was actually sitting on the couch, waiting for me.Hearing my footsteps, he snapped his head up. Above his head, a line of confused thoughts popped up:[What the hell is she doing lately? She doesn't come home, and she used to cling to me at this hour. Did I give her too much slack?][Whatever. She ran away for so long, but sh

Chapter 7

"The Don's office came prying again."Chloe sneered, handing me a file in the studio.I kept my eyes glued to the monitor. "Let them pry. The deeper they dig, the more clueless they look."I never set foot in the manor again after that day.By my second month living at the studio, Matteo finally lost his cool.He realized I wasn't just throwing a tantrum. His lazy check-ins turned into an absurd offer to send two bodyguards to babysit me.His sudden care was hilarious.At three in the afternoon, a rhythmic knock echoed off the heavy door.I opened it. Matteo stood there in a tailored dark suit. He held over a dozen luxury shopping bags, looking ridiculously out of place."Do you like them? Early anniversary gifts..."His floating thoughts flashed:[Women are such a pain. Whatever, I'll humor her.]I glanced down. Top-tier haute couture. Usually, I was the one buying him gifts. All he ever bought me was some Chanel hand lotion, and now he was suddenly buying designer bags?He stepped in

Chapter 8

"The door code was changed?"Three days before the summit, I walked up to the manor gates only to be stopped by the security system's red error tone.The old butler ran out in a panic to open the gate, cold sweat dripping down his forehead. "Mrs. D'Angelo! You're finally back! The system was reset during routine maintenance last week... You weren't here, so..."I ignored his excuse and pushed past him into the living room.The coffee table that used to be stacked with my files was cleared spotlessly. A heavy rose perfume hung in the air. In the master bedroom, my old books and clothes were completely gone. The sheets were pulled tight like a standard hotel room.I raised an eyebrow. They weren't even trying to hide it anymore?In Matteo's eyes, I was just a trophy wife who could be erased at any moment.I walked straight to the study to grab the rest of my official seals.The heavy study door was left cracked open.The encrypted computer on the desk was still glowing. Matteo wasn't in

Chapter 9

"Gentlemen, I've officially secured the 'Corvus' risk channel!"In the twelve-seat executive boardroom at syndicate headquarters, Nicole stood in front of the projector in a fiery red dress, making her loud announcement.She slammed the compiled hedge agreement onto the table, glancing around with eyes overflowing with triumph. "At the opening ceremony, we will take the stage as the chief strategic partner!"Matteo sat at the head of the table, giving a small nod. A rare, clear look of approval crossed his handsome face. "Great job, Nicole. The family needs key people like you to break new ground."Outside the room, two mob soldiers kept watch, whispering low. Their floating thoughts popped up right in front of my eyes:[Miss Nicole is insane! She even bagged Corvus, the hardest target on the dark web. Following her is a fast track to the top!][Compared to her, that useless doormat locked up in the manor is worthless. She should've given up her seat long ago.]The corner of my lips pu

Chapter 10

"Sienna! Stop right there!"After I walked out, Matteo chased after me like crazy.His grip locked around my wrist like steel, his eyes bloodshot, his voice trembling violently. "Why did you hide it from me?! Four years... You are Corvus! Why did you watch me look for you on the dark web like an idiot?!"I yanked my hand free, my eyes dead calm. "Hide it?""Four years ago, I wanted to handle financial hedging. You told me D'Angelo women only need to arrange flowers at home.""Three years ago, I wanted to go to Wharton. You said maybe later, then turned around and took Nicole to Milan.""Two years ago, I was sketching system architectures in the study. Your mother called me a terrible wife. Did you open my financial drafts at the bottom of the closet even once?"Every question hit him like a slap across the face.Matteo froze in place, face white as paper. A line of chaotic, agonizing thoughts exploded above his head:[I never opened them... I thought she was just killing time... What t

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