The Don Lost Me のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

“I’m sorry, Ms. Graves. There’s no marriage on record for you in our system.“Mr. Moretti did get married five years ago, but his spouse is Ms. Gianna Romano.”The sun was blazing down on me, yet I was so cold I couldn’t feel a trace of warmth.Three days earlier, I’d received a Moretti family meeting record. It said Dante Moretti and Gianna Romano had formally become husband and wife.The date was five years ago—the same day I married Dante.I’d assumed the record was a mistake. That was why I’d come to the marriage registry, to prove that I was Dante’s wife.But the truth was right in front of me. My five years as his wife had been a lie.While I was still in a daze, a text came in from Dante.“Something came up at work. I’ll come home and spend time with you as soon as I’m done. Love you.”I stared at the message on the screen and thought about how, for five years, every text he’d ever sent me had ended with “Love you.”His love burned so fiercely, as if it had never once

But then he brought Gianna home, and my last shred of hope shattered.Maybe because I looked so pale, Dante came over and pulled me into his arms.“Gianna’s been wanting to apologize to you in person. She wants to do something real to make it up to you.”I said nothing.He lowered his voice. “She hasn’t had it easy these past few years either. Now she’s pregnant, her husband isn’t around, and she’s got no one to look after her.“Just let her stay and help out, okay?”I lowered my eyes and said softly, “Okay.”Rather than putting up a pointless fight, I might as well do as they said and get through these last few days.Dante didn’t seem to expect me to agree so quickly. He looked down at me, hesitating. “Maybe we should—”“Alina.” Gianna started crying. “I’ll do anything you want.“I don’t want my child to ask about this someday and think their mom hurt someone.”She cried as if her heart were breaking. Dante glanced at her, then at me.“Then it’s settled.”Seeing the shrew

The fire swallowed the whole piano. There’d been too much gasoline. By then it was too late to put out, and even the sprinklers couldn’t keep it down.The thick smoke stung my eyes so badly I couldn’t open them.For a moment, I thought I might as well stay here. With the piano.But Dante came back. He plunged back into the fire, grabbed me, and locked me tightly in his arms.His heartbeat pounded against my back, and his usually steady voice held a panic I’d never heard before.“Don’t you dare leave me, Alina. I won’t allow it!”He was rarely like this.The last time he’d lost control like this was five years ago, when I was carried off the stage.When I woke up again, I was in the hospital. The burn on my arm had already been dressed.Dante sat at my bedside, holding my hand, his eyes full of guilt.“I’m sorry. I panicked earlier and said some things I didn’t mean.”He never let go of my hand, as if he were trying to make up for something.But there was only one thing I wa

Dante’s first thought was that it was impossible. I didn’t have those kinds of connections, and I had no reason to do it.But the moment the thought crossed his mind, he suddenly remembered how lost I’d looked when I came home on our fifth anniversary.And when he’d brought Gianna back to the villa, how I’d hidden the sadness in my eyes and tried so hard to calmly accept it.Could it be... that I knew something?Dante, who’d never been afraid of anything, felt panic welling up inside him.He forced himself to calm down.“It has to be a system error. Fix it!”With that, he couldn’t sit still any longer. He stormed out the door and sped back toward the villa.He owned plenty of properties, but the only one he’d ever thought of as home was this villa, where we’d lived together for five years.But when he pushed the door open, no one was waiting for him anymore.Everything in the house looked the same, but Dante still noticed that a few pieces of my clothing were missing, and my

It had been more than six months. He looked much more haggard, his eyes red-rimmed, as if he hadn’t slept in a long time.He stared at me, not even daring to blink, afraid I’d vanish again.“Alina, I’ve been looking for you for so long. Can we talk, please...”From his desperate pleading, I learned that Dante had spent a long time searching for me, using nearly every channel he had.When he spotted my name on the competition list, he immediately followed the lead to Valcourt.But by then, I’d stopped playing on the streets and gone into seclusion to prepare for the competition.On top of that, Valcourt was Xavier’s territory, so Dante never managed to see me.So he flew to Edelheim and kept watch at the airport all night, terrified of missing my flight.It was almost funny. I used to be the one waiting up all night at home for him to come back.Now it was his turn to know how that felt.I lowered my eyes, avoided his gaze, and walked on, pulling my suitcase.“There’s no need