Todos los capítulos de Sold to the Don Who Shares My Blood: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

Julian and Chloe dragged me out of the penthouse. One on each side. Like a piece of trash.At the end of the hallway stood a dozen armed guards. The killing intent in the air was suffocating.The lead man strode toward us.I half-closed my eyes. I recognized him. Rocco.Five years ago, he was a low-level thug. Not even qualified to open my car door.I've been wandering outside all these years. Who knew he'd become my brother's most trusted right-hand man?Julian and Chloe's arrogance vanished instantly.Replaced by disgusting, fawning smiles."Rocco, sir. We brought the girl."Rocco looked down at them.His gaze was like a poisoned blade. It finally landed coldly on me."You know the Don's rules?""The women sent here must be completely clean."Julian nodded like a madman. He bowed so low his back almost touched the floor."Yes, yes! Absolutely clean! Absolutely obedient!"Rocco snorted coldly. He looked me up and down."Good. The Don is in a violently foul mood tonight. He needs a toy

Dead silence followed my words.Then Vivian burst into uncontrollable laughter and mockery."What a slut. Begging for it before you even see him!""But the Don's name isn't for trash like you to say! You've got a death wish!"The next second, her eyes turned even more ruthless. She raised both hands and slapped me twice. Left and right. Her sharp nails left bloody scratches on my neck."Hold her down! Hold her tight!"Julian didn't hesitate. He pressed his weight on my shoulders. He shoved my face into the floor.My cheek flattened against the marble. Even though I was pinned, my mind was crystal clear. I knew the door could open at any second.The man I once loved with all my heart was currently pushing me to the slaughterhouse. Playing the executioner's most loyal dog.A sharp sting spread from my collarbone. The skin broke. Drops of blood seeped out.Vivian let out a sick, crazy laugh."Ruin this birthmark. Ruin this face. Let's see how arrogant you can be!"Julian sucked up to her

"When we were kids, you taught me."Before I even finished the sentence, I snapped my head back violently. I smashed the back of my head right into Vivian's face.Crack. The sickening sound of shattering cartilage echoed through my scalp.Vivian screamed in agony. Her hand jerked. The gun went off.The bullet grazed my hair. The giant crystal chandelier above us exploded. Shards of glass rained down like a storm.I rolled away. Hit the rug hard.Cassian moved faster than I could ever imagine. Like an apex predator triggered in the wild.He lunged forward like a wild beast off its chain. His black leather-gloved hand clamped down on Vivian's throat. He lifted her entire body off the floor with one hand.Her feet kicked wildly in the air. Her face turned bruised purple. The gun had long slipped from her hand."You dare touch her."Cassian's voice was lower than ice cracking in hell. Every word dripped with pure murder."You fucking dare touch her."The next second, he slammed her into th

"I hated you for five years, Cassian! Five whole years!"Cassian let me shake him by the collar. He didn't say a word.Tears rolled down his sharp jawline. Splashing onto the glass-covered floor."Because the Russo family was still out there." He finally spoke hoarsely. "Their network was deeply rooted all over Europe.""I was scared."Hearing those words from the New York Tyrant carried such a heavy terror."I was scared that the second you showed your face, you'd be the next target blown to pieces.""It took me five years." His voice completely shattered. "To rip out every Russo smuggling route and safehouse in Europe by the roots.""They paid in blood."I saw the violent restraint in his bloodshot eyes. My heart felt like it was being crushed in a fist.Five years of hatred collapsed into ashes."Why didn't you tell me sooner?" I sobbed. Tears blurred my vision. "Why let me hate you for so long?"Cassian slowly raised his hand. His rough thumb gently brushed the tears off my cheek.

The gold foil on the invitation wasn't even fully dry. I stared at the name "Victor". A chill crawled up my spine.Five years ago, in the European social circles, I heard that name.The biggest arms dealer on the East Coast. A complete psychopath. Ruthless. Even the old-school Mafia families avoided him.I suddenly remembered Julian's arrogance. Chloe's blatant scheming. Vivian's mysterious lady's revolver."It's him." My voice shook. "The one backing Julian. It's Victor."Cassian's face turned iron gray instantly. His fists clenched until his knuckles turned white."I'm calling my men right now. I'll blow his yacht to the bottom of the Hudson River tonight!""No." I stopped him. My tone was absolute."Valeria!" His voice cracked with anxiety. "You have no idea how twisted this psycho is! He keeps shadows of Sicilian hitmen on his payroll!""Which is exactly why I need to ask him myself." I looked him straight in the eye. "Cassian, I'm done being played like a pawn. I need to know who