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All Chapters of The Don Wanted Obedience. I Gave Him Death: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

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Chapter 1

I was in a private hospital for three days. Unconscious. Drowning, suffocation, severe hypothermia.My fiancé, Lucian, stared at my cast. His face was pale.A flicker of fear in his eyes.He turned to Chloe. His voice was low.“What really happened on the terrace? Seraphina was always terrified of dying. Why would she jump into an icy pool over a simple threat?”Chloe looked away. The perfect picture of a pitiful victim.“I don’t know. Seraphina just snapped. She called me a filthy orphan who stole her place. Said she'd chop me to pieces…”My brother, Sebastian, pulled her behind him. The Underboss of the family. He glared at me. Pure disgust.“Lucian, Chloe is devoted to you. How can you doubt her?”He turned his gaze to me.“Seraphina, how long are you going to keep up this act? Chloe respects you so much, and this is how you frame her!”“If you really wanted to die, why not just run into a wall? You just wanted to make a scene for sympathy!”I remembered The System's words. I nodded

Chapter 2

When I woke up again, Lucian was back. He had the surveillance footage.He wanted to prove I had attacked the orphan. Instead, he slammed the ugly truth in everyone's face.The room fell into a dead, suffocating silence.My mother was the first to react. She slapped Chloe. Hard.“Chloe, you disappoint me so much! Seraphina is your sister! Why would you do this?”My father’s eyes were red. He turned away, silent.Even Lucian had a guilty look on his face.Chloe flinched. Tears instantly filled her eyes. She looked at me, her voice trembling.“Seraphina was thrown into the slums because of that incident! I was terrified she’d come back for revenge! I’m just a helpless orphan… Mom, Dad, please. I was just trying to protect myself… If you hate me, then let me leave! Let me rot on the streets…”She made a move to run. Sebastian grabbed her arm.Seeing this, the disappointment on my parents' faces was replaced with pity.Sebastian’s gaze softened. A flicker of sympathy.“Mom, Dad! Are you tr

Chapter 3

The kiss was a challenge. Raw, possessive.I had no reaction. So she pushed further, sliding her hand inside Lucian’s shirt.Lucian’s face flushed. His muscles tensed.He struggled for a second under her touch, then surrendered completely.Their panting echoed in the quiet room. The bodyguards outside glanced in, curious.In the past, I would have gone insane if she had even touched his hand.I would have lunged, ready to tear her apart.But now, I just sat there. A statue.When they finally broke apart, Lucian stared at me, his face a mask of disbelief.“Seraphina, you just watched me with another woman… You feel nothing?”I slowly lowered my head.“Chloe wanted you. You didn't refuse. Of course, I have to be a good girl and obey.”In that moment, the look on Chloe and Lucian's faces cracked.My parents and Sebastian walked back in, confused.Chloe smiled. A vicious glint in her eyes.“Dad, Mom, maybe Seraphina just developed a strong stomach in the slums. Why don’t we… let the family

Chapter 4

Finally, my parents saw my body. Twitching, dying, ravaged by the drugs. They let out a grief-stricken cry.My mother covered her mouth, heavy tears rolling down her cheeks.“Seraphina… why didn’t you fight back?”She stumbled to my bedside, her whole body shaking. She stared at the black blood on my lips.“Did you… did you suffer so much in the slums that your mind broke? Tell me. Mama will make it up to you…”Make it up to me?Where was this energy when you threw me in the slums three years ago?Lucian walked over.He looked at my lifeless, bloody face. A long-lost look of heartbreak crossed his features.“I’m sorry… Seraphina…” his voice choked. “Why are you so foolish? I’ll protect you from now on. I’ll never let anyone hurt you again…”I slowly turned my head to look at him.Then, I weakly shook my head.My voice was like sandpaper. My vocal cords were shredded.“You… won’t. You… you threw me into the slums yourself… How could you… protect me?”The words hit Lucian and my parents

Chapter 5

The moment the thud echoed, my consciousness was ripped from my body.I floated, a kite with a broken string, looking down at the twisted form below.My body lay on the cold marble floor of the estate, bent at an unnatural angle. An arm was broken backwards, the bones of my violin-playing fingers piercing through pale skin.Blood spread from my head, a dark red stain under the bright crystal chandelier.[Protagonist deceased. System taking over consciousness. Observation mode engaged.]The System's cold voice rang in my head.So this is what it’s like to be dead. The pain is gone.I felt nothing but a strange lightness.Down below, it was chaos. The family's men in black suits swarmed the area, panicked.“Seraphina—!”My mother’s scream tore through the night. Her legs gave out. She collapsed at the edge of the pool of blood, hands clamped over her mouth, shaking like a leaf in the wind.My father stood beside her, his face ashen, lips trembling. He couldn't make a sound.The composure

Chapter 6

The doctor’s throat bobbed. He couldn’t meet Lucian’s bloodshot eyes.“Don… Miss Seraphina… didn't make it. Massive internal bleeding from the fall. I’m so sorry.”The air vanished from the room.Lucian’s tall frame swayed. He fell straight backward. The back of his head hit the cold floor with a crack. He was unconscious again.The hallway erupted in chaos. High-ranking family members rushed forward, their faces grim.My mother collapsed, beating the floor with her fists, howling like a wounded animal.My father slid down the wall, looking ten years older in an instant. His eyes were empty. A walking corpse.Sebastian was on the ground, scrambling for something. He found it in a corner. A shard of the emerald pendant he had smashed.He clenched it in his fist. The sharp edges cut his palm. Blood dripped through his fingers.“Seraphina… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” he repeated like a madman, kneeling on the cold tiles. “Wake up, please wake up, I’ll give you anything…”I floated in the air,

Chapter 7

The words cut through the silence like a knife.The room froze. A few soldiers loyal to the Don put their hands on their guns.The triumphant look on Chloe’s face vanished. She was completely blindsided.She staggered back a step. “Lucian, what… what are you talking about?”Sebastian shot to his feet, shielding Chloe. His arm was still wrapped in bloody bandages, but he slipped right into his Underboss role.“Lucian, are you insane? What are you doing at Seraphina’s funeral?!” his voice shook with a near-hysterical panic. “Don’t talk nonsense! Chloe is carrying your child, she has the right—”“Shut up.”Lucian’s voice was ice. He didn’t look at Sebastian. He walked straight to the large screen at the front of the chapel.It was supposed to be for a memorial slideshow. My photo was still on it.He plugged in the laptop. His fingers stabbed at the keyboard.“You’ve all been fooled.” His voice was hoarse. Every word was forced from his throat. “From the very beginning, you were all fooled

Chapter 8

The silence stretched on, suffocating.My father looked up, his lips trembling, but no words came out.He wanted to argue, to defend himself. But every diary entry Lucian read was solid proof, blocking every escape.“Say something!” Lucian whirled around, his blurry eyes glaring at his former father- and mother-in-law. His voice was completely shattered from screaming. “Why did you even bring her into this world?! You dragged her into this mob life and threw her to the wolves!”The question seemed to drain the last of his strength.He collapsed to his knees, clutching his hair, and sobbed.“She was so proud, so strong… All she ever wanted was a little love. A little approval. And what did you give her? What did you treat her as?!”He grabbed the crumpled, fake psychiatric report from his pocket and threw it on the floor.“This is all fake!” his roar almost brought down the ceiling. “You killed her! You pushed her to the edge, again and again, until you finally pushed her off!”I floate

Chapter 9

The cold muzzle of the gun pressed against Chloe's forehead. The metal touch froze her. Her eyes were wide with terror.“Lucian… you can’t shoot.” Her voice was a wreck. Her hands flew to her stomach. “I’m carrying the Don’s heir. If you kill me, you kill your own child!”Lucian’s finger was on the trigger, his knuckle white.I watched from the system space, a cold smile on my lips.There it was again. The same trick she used by the driveway, on the terrace.Lucian didn't shoot.He lowered the gun and viciously backhanded her across the face.The force sent her flying. She crashed hard onto the cold marble floor.As she fell, a silicone fake belly slipped out from under her dress. It landed at the feet of a senior Capo.Dead silence.The Capo bent down, picked it up with two fingers, and tossed it away in disgust.“The heir,” he sneered, his voice full of contempt for someone who would defile the boss's bloodline. “So it was all a lie. A disgrace to the family.”Chloe was a mess on the

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