All Chapters of LIKE IT OR NOT, YOU'RE MINE; A Don's obsession : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

~~Ines~~ My stomach dropped. “I'm sorry, Mrs. Gigi, but…” I paused, trying to process her words. “Wait. What?” She frowned. “What?” “Left with them?” I repeated, my voice coming out thinner than I intended. “Who left with them? Where did they go?” Mrs. Gigi's brows drew together. “Your parents, love. I saw them leave yesterday.” I stared at her. “Yesterday?” “Yes, yesterday night.” She leaned against the doorframe, still looking at me like I had suddenly grown another head. “They packed a few bags and left together.” My mouth went dry. “W–wait…” I shook my head, trying to find the words. “Are you sure?” “Of course I'm sure, darling. I saw them with my own eyes.” “Did… did they say where they were going?” I asked, my fingers shaking slightly. “Not to me, no. They were in a bit of a hurry, though.” Mrs. Gigi shrugged “There was a lad with a scar on his cheek. He left with them too.” My heart began pounding harder. Hector. My fiance. He knew about this? No. This wasn't poss

~~Ines~~ “Hey, you can't do this to me!” I argued, twisting against the man's grip. “Let me go!” My words might as well have been air because Roman didn't even bother answering me. He simply lifted one hand and made a small gesture toward the man holding me. The man gave a short nod, like he understood exactly what Roman wanted. Before I could even figure out what was happening, one arm locked around my waist while the other hooked beneath my legs, and suddenly my feet were no longer touching the floor. “Wait—” He shifted his grip and threw me over his shoulder as easily as if I weighed nothing. The world flipped upside down. I screamed until my throat burned, but nobody cared. It felt like screaming into a wall. The man carried me out of the house without even slowing down, leaving the front door wide open behind us. My stomach was pressed against his broad shoulder, my hair hanging toward the ground as everything around me moved upside down. All I could see was the floor s

~~Roman~~ Pain ripped through my arm. I released her on instinct and staggered back, my gaze dropping to the knife buried in my flesh. For a second, I simply stared at it, almost as if my mind needed time to make sense of what I was seeing. Then the blood came. It seeped through my shirt, warm and sticky against my skin, before slipping down my arm and pattering onto the polished floor in dark, deliberate drops. She really had some fucking guts. “That’s what you get for not listening to me!” she screamed, her voice raw with fury. She spun toward the door but barely made it two steps when Luca, my underboss caught her. He wrenched both her arms behind her back. She cried out, but the sound barely lasted a second before she was fighting again—kicking, twisting, throwing her weight against him. She spat curses over her shoulder, every word sharp enough to cut. No begging. No pleading. Just pure, vicious resistance. I gritted my teeth and curled my fingers around the knife. Then

~~Ines~~ My breath hitched, the sheer audacity of his demand sending heat rushing through my veins. What in the actual fuck? Did he seriously think I was some kind of slut? I had only one goal here: survive long enough to find a way out. I wasn't going to become his toy just because he thought he could order me around. I crossed my arms tightly over my chest, planting my feet firmly against the floor as though I could anchor myself there and refuse to be moved. “Go to hell,” I spat, even though my voice shook with the mix of fury and panic clawing at my throat. “I’m not taking off a single damn thing for you.” Roman didn't raise his voice. He didn't even shift in his seat. He only tilted his head, watching me with that unnerving calm, like a predator studying a cornered animal that still had enough fight left to bite. “You don't have many options, little bird,” he said smoothly, almost as if he were enjoying the way his words were getting under my skin. “You can either undress

~~Ines~~ The moment Roman left, I let out a shaky breath and let my shoulders drop a little as the adrenaline slowly ebbed away, leaving a hollow ache behind. At least I had held my ground. At least I hadn't given him the satisfaction of stripping away my dignity. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around myself, trying to steady the trembling that still ran through my body. But the relief didn't last long. My eyes snapped open when the heavy oak door swung violently inward, revealing another hulking enforcer standing in the corridor. Before I could even push myself away from the wall, his gaze met mine. There wasn't a trace of sympathy in his face. Not even a flicker of concern for a girl being punished for a debt she hadn't even known existed. “The Don ordered me to take you to the dungeon,” he said flatly, gesturing toward the doorway. “Move.” “I can walk,” I snapped, lifting my chin as I pushed away from the wall and walked past him into the dim hallway. “I don't have th