My Three Childhood Friends Chose Her, I Married the Don のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Conrad turned me down at once."Violet, your father gave his life to save mine. I took you in to repay him, not to use you as a bargaining chip in some marriage deal."He looked at me the way a father looks at his daughter. "The man in Italy spent five years in exile, and he still came back and seized power. He's more dangerous than you can imagine. Violet, I want you to marry for love, not become a pawn in someone else's power struggle."I clenched my fists. My chest ached.I'd always known how much he cared. He wanted me to have choices, so he'd raised the family's most promising boys alongside me, hoping something would grow between us.But every one of my knights in shining armor had chosen to stand by another woman.They'd made their choice. I had no reason to stay and wait for any of them."Don, I've made up my mind. The Nelson family needs this marriage, and I'm willing to go."Conrad's expression darkened. He looked close to losing his temper."Who told you about this? Eli? Tri

I'd worked up the courage to beg him one last time, and he'd still turned me down.That was when I broke. Tears streamed down my face as I turned and fled.I ran straight into a few of the staff carrying new furniture upstairs.I looked up. The door to Christian's late mother's room stood wide open, and the staff were going in and out.I stopped and turned to look at him.He explained, "I was worried someone would harass Serena again if she lived alone, so I brought her and her brother here. The guest rooms are too plain, so I'm letting her stay in Mom's room for now."Christian pinched my cheek, but his words cut like a knife."At least Serena will take good care of Mom's room. Unlike you, she doesn't go around causing trouble."I opened my mouth, but nothing came out. My chest felt tight.Back then, Christian had set aside a room for me in his own house. He said the guest rooms were too plain, so he decorated it himself to look like my old home and invited me to stay.But for Serena,

The next morning, Christian stood in my empty room, holding the breakfast he had made for me himself.Unease crept over him, far too late.He opened our text thread and wrote, "Where are you? I got it wrong yesterday. I'm sorry."Ten minutes passed without a reply. Before, I never would have left one of his messages unanswered for so long.He frowned, pushed down his anxiety, and texted again, "Violet? Stop sulking. If you hadn't been going after Serena all this time, I never would have gotten it wrong."A red exclamation mark appeared beside his message: Not Delivered.Christian gripped his phone tighter, anger rising. He still thought I was throwing a tantrum.When his calls wouldn't go through either, he realized I'd blocked his number too and finally panicked.Eli suddenly burst in. All his usual calm and control were gone. Looking almost feral with rage, he seized Christian by the collar."Violet agreed to marry into the Moretti family! Did you even know?"The words hit Christian

When the helicopter touched down at the estate on Moretti Island, I was so nervous I couldn't stop twisting the hem of my top.Vittorio Moretti was known for his brutality. I doubted life with him would be easy.But the Nelson family's shipping routes across the Atlantic were in trouble, and Conrad needed Vittorio's investment to keep the business afloat.I took a deep breath and reminded myself that Vittorio wanted this marriage too. He was counting on Conrad to help him break into the American market. If anything happened to me, the deal would fall apart, and he'd never let that happen.The moment my eyes met Vittorio's, my heart began to pound harder than ever.He stood before the main doors. His dark overcoat made his shoulders look even broader, and his face was cold and hard. When he looked our way, everyone around him fell silent.The island's morning air was damp and chilly. I'd barely stepped out of the helicopter when the wind made me shiver.Vittorio glanced at me, took off

I stopped following what happened to them. I had more important things to do.I was sitting in on an internal Moretti family meeting with Vittorio. The elders lined both sides of the long table, and each of them wielded enough influence to shape the family's decisions.Three days earlier, while going through some files, I'd spotted a loophole in a contract Vittorio was reviewing.I pointed out the problem and suggested how to fix it.Vittorio listened. He didn't dismiss me the way everyone else had. He took my analysis seriously.I'd graduated from one of America's top law schools. I had the skills to handle complex legal problems.But back in the Nelson family, the three boys I grew up with had always treated me like a little girl who needed to be protected.They kept me away from power and money, as though my world should hold nothing but jewelry, gowns, and a sheltered life on the estate.Vittorio gave me a completely different choice.He asked me to be his legal counsel. When I hes