Don T Save Her Novels & Stories

He stood and strode across to her grabbing her from Janie, ‘Ascoltate tutti, state lontani da questa ragazza, va bene? Lei è mia e se qualcuno di voi si avvicina a lei vi ucciderò.’ [Listen up all of you, keep away from this chick alright? She’s mine and if any of you go near her I will kill you.] His gaze went around the room and he had pulled himself up to his full height looking intimidating, ‘Lei è la donna Dons. Quella di cui tutti parlano.’ [She is the Dons woman. The one everyone is talking about.]

Jonah tied his long scarlet hair in a bun, like he always does when we needed to go in an extremely dangerous situation, before loading his AK47. Our men second his excitement as we all loaded our assault rifles. This scene is nothing new to any of us, but a rescue mission is. In the past, we are attacking a target place because we aim to kill who settles inside it, but now we are here to get someone of utmost importance to the family. No one in this team is here by force, everyone is willing to sacrifice their lives for the girl who they once thought as Alexa because of my mistake. Starting a blood bath to stain my motherland is something that I never imagined I would be capable of. This be

That single word shattered what little pride I had left. I sank back into my chair. My legs could no longer hold me up. The whispers around me grew sharper. “So she is just an ex. I thought she was about to announce she is his wife or something.” “Please. Look at her, then look at Don Dante. She was never in his league.” “Imagine getting dumped and still putting on a show. Did she really think dating a Don meant she would become his Donna?” “She was only a toy to pass the time.” I stared down at my left hand. The diamond on my wedding ring caught the light from the chandelier above.

She married him to save her father's life. He married her to settle a debt. Neither of them expected to fall in love. Isabella Romano never wanted this life. She grew up watching her father drown in debts he couldn't repay, surrounded by men who smiled while they threatened. She wanted freedom — a future she chose for herself. Instead, she got a wedding dress, a stranger's ring, and a debt paid in full through her own hand in marriage. Dante Moretti is the coldest don their world has ever feared. He took control of his family's empire at twenty-three and buried his heart alongside the woman he lost. To him, Isabella isn't a wife. She's a payment. A term in a contract he never wanted to

Rhea stared at me like she wasn’t convinced then she nodded, she stood up and pulled open a fridge and poured me a glass on wine. “Here drink up, you look like hell” she said and I nodded my thanks. She got up to answer a phone call while I stared around. She wasn’t with anyone and she looked to be doing okay, I suddenly wondered if I really even needed a marriage but I kept thinking of Jason, I couldn’t leave him. I still loved him even after all he did last night. Something caught the corner of my eye and I raised a book on a shelf and slipped out the photo underneath and my blood ran cold.

Desperation bled into her. She turned back to the Don, fury breaking through her fear. “And what do you expect me to do? Stand here while you destroy people’s lives?” “Yes,” he said simply. “Because I want you to see me as I am. Not as the man who kissed you, not as the patient you saved. As the Don. The truth.” The room tilted. She staggered back, but the wall caught her. She pressed a hand to her chest, trying to steady her heartbeat.

" I'd cry too . Following their break up , Duncan got Jealous on the night I ran into her accidentally , the blows Duncan had dealt her resulted in her losing their baby . I saved her that night and cleaned up my act. After rehab I thought she was lost to me forever then when I found out my father hired her I was thankful and when our paths crossed at the farmer's market I fell hard and didn't want to get up ." " Why aren't you showing her she's worth the fight?" "Rosa Antonia. " " Have you opened your gifts yet?" " I want to do it with Cleo. " " Go down there and get your girl. I will sing on your behalf. "

“You must be Natalie. My sister has cried so much about you. You are welcome here!“ “Stay away from me!“ Natalie shouted as she pointed the gun at the man. But she was shocked that the man did not barge. He just kept walking towards her. “That is not a toy, beautiful lady! You will hurt yourself. Be good. Maybe I might consider saving your life. You are quite beautiful…” June got mad hearing that. “We are not saving anyone, Jim!“ She shouted. Jim chuckled and stopped a few feet from Natalie. “You risked yourself for this old woman?“ June laughed at Natalie. “She has never loved you. Come on, drop the gun!“ The old lady hated Natalie to the bone. She did not understand why Natalie would be so

"I was gonna ask you for money back then, but nah—I needed to blow off some steam. Took it out on your wife." He shot Quincey a look. "Figured you still had a thing for her. Why else would you be here? I'm not greedy—just a hundred grand. Pay up, and she walks." Unreal. The guy didn't even notice Maverick's face turning to stone. Above them, I caught someone slipping in through a side door. Backup? Tony scoffed. "Hundred not enough? Fine—three hundred. Keep stalling, and the price goes up. She's a ballerina, right? What if I crush her legs—how's that for payment?"

Damien raised his gun. “Enough games.” The stranger didn't even look at the weapon. “You can shoot me.” His eyes returned to mine. “But you'll never know why your memories were taken.” My breath caught. Damien's weapon remained raised. “What did you do to her?” “Nothing.” The stranger smiled faintly. “I saved her.” Antonio laughed bitterly. “You call that saving?” “I call it survival.” My head began to pound. A flash appeared. A room. A child's hand.