Main Hoon Don の小説・ストーリー

That way they don’t fuck with me. Mani lays down inside, bored out of her mind. I start laughing hysterically and people are looking at me funny, so I explain, “Mani my wolf, is so bored of this she is laying down. So, she’s not even going to worry about you. So, human for me it is. So, let’s get this overwith, I have shit to do today.”

The screen read "Mother." I answered. Before I could speak, her shrill voice shot through the receiver. "Corinne! What is your problem now? Your sister said you're ignoring Edmund! Do you have any respect for this family? All we asked was for you to take ten minutes to ask about the new Don, and you're putting on airs?" "I'm not putting on airs."

God knows what's going to happen then. But I stared blankly at the screen. I asked for a few days to do whatever I want. As a Don, I get to do whatever I please but this time— it's different. Talking to Holly briefly about her family and childhood, her desire to travel and not settling in one place appeals to me.

"No need to worry, Don Valeri. I'm just a secretary." For a brief moment, his chest seemed to tighten. He stepped into the rain and gripped my hand. "Tonight was my fault, but I can't lose Sofia. Whatever you've suffered, I'll make it right. Don't be stubborn." I yanked my hand free and took a few steps back. My voice was calm and flat. "Don Valeri, you must be joking. How could I ever be cross with you or Ms. Costa? I was naive before and didn't know my place. From now on, I'll remember I'm just your secretary and won't disturb you again. Are you satisfied?"

People change—especially when their hearts get crushed. "If you apologize to Sofia and admit you were wrong, the wedding goes on as planned." He said it slowly, like he knew he was pushing it. I froze, then smiled sweetly. "Alright. I'll apologize. I won't upset either of you again." Adriano nodded, satisfied—but something flickered behind his eyes. He could tell something was off. He just didn't know what. Right then, one of his capos—Paolo—pushed in. "Don, your madre's here."

Still, she didn't run. That was something. I straightened up and turned to face the crowd. "My name...is Isla." I began, projecting my voice just enough to carry across the growing silence. "From the Isla Moretti Foundation, we have come here to help. Food, supplies, medical aid... anything we can provide. I know this may not fix everything, but it’s a start." A few people muttered. Some looked away. Others just started walking off, unimpressed. Disinterest hung in the air.

I never back down from a challenge. Fuck.

None of it mattered. All that mattered was Alessandro. He is mine—he’s right here in my car—receiving the best sex ever.

she whispered. He leaned down, brushed his lips over her forehead, not claiming, just soft. “Morning.” For a moment, it felt almost normal, almost safe, but then Jaxon’s phone buzzed on the nightstand. He checked the screen, and something shifted in his expression, steel replacing warmth. He stood, sliding back into the armor of the Don. “Business?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady. “Something like that.” He slipped the phone into his pocket. “Stay here. Rest. I’ll handle it.”

Then came Daphne's sobbing. “Donna, to dodge the blame for hurting me, you'd tell a lie this clumsy?” “The men barely touched you. How could you be bleeding?” “Or is this your excuse to get to a hospital, so you can slip away and the Don can never find you, and you never have to pay back that thirty million?” The second Daphne finished, something slammed against the door from outside. I jumped, and the pain in my belly spiked, like a knife twisting inside me.