บททั้งหมดของ The Don's Contracted Husband : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

Jesse deepened the kiss himself, sliding his tongue against Donato’s, pouring all the worry, and intense longing into a slow rhythm.Donato let out a low groan, his grip tightening around Jesse’s waist, pulling him so close against his chest.When their lips finally parted, both of them were panting heavily. Jesse rested his forehead against Donato’s shoulder, his fingers still tangled in the hair at the nape of Donato’s neck. Donato’s hand rubbed soothing circles into Jesse’s back, waiting for his breathing to slow down.Jesse shifted slightly, lifting his head to face him. “I never got to say it properly,” he murmured. “With all the chaos and the baby arriving early, everything was a blur.”Donato ran a thumb over Jesse’s cheekbone. “Say what?”“Thank you,” Jesse said gently, his grip tightening on Donato’s shoulders. “Thank you for saving Alessandra. For everything...” “You do not need to thank me for that, marito. I told you before. Your family is under my protection now. Anyone

Donato ran a hand through his hair. He knew just how it sounded, but that wasn’t what he had meant to say. He had never thought of Jesse as something he owned.As surprising as it might sound, all he wanted was to protect him, but he was beginning to realize that Jesse didn’t see it that way.“That isn’t what I meant.”“Then what did you mean, Donato?”Donato ran a hand through his hair again. He was tired of the argument, but he knew he couldn’t dismiss Jesse’s questions and expect things to return to normal.“Yes. Yes, I killed him. I cut off his head and had it sent to Ginevra,” Donato admitted. “I wanted her to understand what happens when she messes with you.”Jesse pressed his lips together.He understood revenge and Donato wanting to protect him. He also understood that Donato lived in a world where violence was part of the way things were handled.But understanding something did not mean he had to accept it.“You could have killed him without doing all that,” Jesse said. “You

Donato’s lips curved into a satisfied smile.“Good boy.”Jesse’s face twisted with disgust, before he could respond, Donato sat on the left side of Darius and took her face in his hands, drawing her towards him.He kissed her, wrapping an arm around her.Darius responded eagerly, sliding her arms around his neck as Donato deepened the kiss. His eyes remained open briefly, watching Jesse over her shoulder.Jesse’s hands curled into fists. So that was how Donato wanted to play?Fine. He could play too.Jesse moved closer, placing a hand on Darius’s waist before leaning in to kiss her. Darius welcomed him, turning her face towards him while Donato kept an arm around her.Donato smirked. He pulled Darius towards him, his fingers sliding along her jaw as he tilted her face up and kissed her again. Their lips parted as their tongues moved against each other, every movement meant to be watched.His gaze remained on Jesse as he kissed her.Darius moaned into his mouth, a soft, needy sound tha

Jesse stared at Donato, momentarily taken aback by his question.“Are you serious?”Donato raised an eyebrow. “Do I look like I'm joking?”Jesse looked at him for a moment before turning back to the cup of coffee on the table. “You want to help me make castagnole. Why?”“Can't I?”Jesse scoffed. “Since when do you help anyone make anything? No. Sratch that. When did you enter the kitchen?”“There's a first time for everything.”“Yeah, right.” Jesse snorted.Donato smiled as he moved his chair much closer to Jesse's. “So, are you going to let me join you, or do I need to beg?”Jesse gave him a doubtful look before shifting slightly to make room for him.“Fine. But don't mess anything up.”“No promises.”Jesse pressed his lips together and shot Donato an angry look. “I'm serious, Donato.”“So am I.” He shrugged casually. Jesse asked the maids to arrange the ingredients needed to make the snack. Once they had set everything out, he went upstairs to change into something more comfortable

Ginevra had remained quiet throughout the exchange, but every word Donato spoke added to her frustration. She had expected Vittorio to defend her, perhaps even convince Donato to reconsider his actions. Instead, her father had ordered her to keep quiet in front of everyone.She hated being treated like a child, especially with the heads of the Del Sindacato watching her. She had only wanted to get Donato's attention, she never imagined things would go this far, and now Edoardo was dead because of it.Damn his soul. If only he had done his job well, she wouldn't have to seat here and face such humiliation. Even now, with the evidence laid out before them, she felt no pity. A part of her resented Jesse, no. Every part of her resented Jesse. If he hadn't come into Donato's life, perhaps things would have been different. Donato might have considered her instead of tying himself to a man who had no business being part of their world.She pressed her fingers against her skirt, fighting the