Todos los capítulos de Dear Don, I Died for Another Man: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

"You haven't stepped foot out of this apartment in seven days. Don't you have anything to say to me, Davina?"The door pushed open, and Bastian's deep voice echoed behind me.I set my book down and turned around. The new boss of the underground empire was looking down at me. His suit was crisp, carrying the faint scent of rose perfume.It was Moriah's signature scent.Seven days ago, he married her in a lavish wedding. They invited New York's elite, and everyone knew how much he adored her. Meanwhile, I—the "wife" who had taken bullets for him and bled to put him on that throne—stayed in this apartment.Even though we had a marriage pact, I was now nothing more than a mistress kept in the dark."I don't have anything to say, Bastian," I gave him a flawless smile. "I know you have your reasons for your decisions. I don't mind."My obedience made him frown. He stayed silent for a long moment, looking annoyed, before finally choking out, "Good.""I told you from the start, Moriah is the o

"Sir! That's not true!" Lily dropped to her knees, crying. "I was with Miss Davina the whole time she brewed it! There was no poison! She dropped it herself!""Shut up!" Bastian barked.His eyes darted between me and Moriah, finally landing on the spilled soup."Bastian, if even a maid dares to talk back to me, what authority do I have in this house?" Moriah cried harder.She suddenly lunged for the coffee table and grabbed a fruit knife. "If you don't believe me, I might as well just die!" She pressed the blade to her wrist."Moriah!" Bastian panicked, snatching the knife away.He pulled her into his arms, shaken. "She's just a maid, do whatever you want with her. Why wouldn't I believe you? I'll throw her out right now."No. I knew Lily's family was dirt poor; she needed this job."Let Lily go," I forced the words out, my voice hoarse.It was the first time I had ever begged him for anything.Bastian turned to look at me. Seeing my bloodied face and pleading eyes, a flash of reluctan

I thought I misheard him."What did you say?"He put the bowl aside and avoided my gaze. "I know it wasn't you. It's not in your nature to do something like that," he said quietly."You knew?" My voice trembled. "If you knew I was innocent, why did you force me to take the blame? Why did you lock me in that freezer?"Bastian stood up, tugging at his tie in frustration. "Moriah just became the Don's wife. She's insecure," he tried to justify. "She faked the rumors to test me. To see who I would side with.""If I exposed her in front of everyone, she would've broken down.""Davina, to calm her down, I had to play along."He stepped closer to the bed, looking down at me with a hint of pity. "You suffered for it."You suffered for it.Four empty words to brush off everything I had been put through. I stared at the man in front of me. The man I had bled for. Just to keep another woman from "breaking down," he tossed me into a sub-zero freezer, letting me freeze and agonize until I nearly di

（Bastian 's POV）Outside the medical room, a group of bodyguards and doctors stood with their heads bowed in pin-drop silence. Before anyone could even start crying, the door was kicked open.Bastian rushed in, having just heard the news.He shoved the doctor blocking the bed aside with such force that the man stumbled and crashed into the medical equipment."The hell are you talking about?!" Bastian's voice was hoarse as he yelled. "How could she be dead? She just fell onto the sand! It's just a broken bone!"He rushed to the bed and leaned over.Davina lay there quietly. Her face was deathly pale, her lips completely bloodless. Her eyelashes rested quietly, casting two small shadows on her cheeks.Bastian reached out, his trembling fingertips moving toward her nose.Not a single breath.His expression changed drastically. He jerked his hand back as if in disbelief, then reached out again, even pressing his palm against her chest.Cold. Lifeless."No... impossible..." he muttered. He

"Bastian!" She threw herself at the bedside, looking at the lifeless Davina on the bed, covering her mouth as she wept uncontrollably. "I heard Davina... how could this happen... she was fine yesterday..."She made a show of throwing herself over Davina to cry, only to see Bastian sitting on the edge of the bed, holding Davina's hand, staring blankly ahead as if he hadn't heard her arrive at all.Moriah's heart inexplicably tightened.She forced herself to remain calm and said in an even more sorrowful and gentle voice, "Bastian, my condolences... Davina... sigh, it's fate. You've been guarding her here all night. Your health is important. Let me accompany you to rest for a while, and let the men handle things here."Bastian's eyes slowly turned, his gaze landing on her face.Moriah felt a chill down her spine under his stare, almost unable to maintain the sorrow on her face."Fate?" Bastian spoke, his voice hoarse and dry.Moriah forced a nod, tears sliding down perfectly. "Y-yes... s