The Don’s Hidden Wife Novels & Stories

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Another Chapter in the books Emily Didonato as Raelynn Cremonesi (Luca's Cousin) Lorraine Bracco as Aida Lombardi Remember to comment and vote Okay I'm serious next chapter we are seriously going wedding dress shopping just kinda got caught up in this idea lol -Dailyy.Alex03

Eventually, we pulled away, but the warmth of the moment lingered. As I walked out of his hospital room, I felt a sense of calm and happiness wash over me. No matter what challenges lay ahead, I knew that I had someone by my side who loved and supported me unconditionally. But for how long would it last… The thought lingered in my head as I drove home to the mansion…. How long would I have him by my side while I was still married to Ignacio and Cullen.. My being married to Ignacio had to remain a secret to both Cullen and Drew.. I was a Secret Wife.

*HOURS LATER* “You're finally here, Don.” A man dressed in a black double-breasted suit, alerting the others in the place. All eyes were now fixed on the couple who just walked in, especially Lillian. She could no longer manage her nervousness and luckily, Don took a few steps to shield her from the hard gazes, including the flirtatious gaze which he didn't notice. “Who is she, Don?” Another drug lord in the gathering asked. None of them knew Don had another woman in his life apart from his sister.

Despite the challenges posed by the women around him, I slowly developed a deep affection for his son, mirroring my love for Don. I couldn't comprehend how he managed to stay focused amidst the distractions. While there were rumors about his one-night stands, I never witnessed any inappropriate behavior in the office. Don was known for never being with the same woman twice. His love life was complicated as the mother of his child, whom I assumed to be his wife, did not live with him, and none of his one-night stands were known. However, this woman was the only woman who seemed to have spent the night at his house. What made her so special?

Don noticed how quiet I was, so he broke the silence. “What you saw got your tongue-tied, huh?” “I’m chilled to the bone, Don. I literally hosted the enemy, and harbored him in my camp, but knew nothing about him. He was some steps ahead of us” “Trust your husband to always be ahead of him. I try my very best to be on the lookout for him, watching his every move and predicting some, if need be. The motherfucker had the guts to even take you shopping and on a date too”

The young girl grabbed the remote and increased the volume and Camilla was finally able to hear the news hostess. "... turns out that Mr. Derek Donovan could indeed have a hidden lover. This has risen a lot of speculations from the people of New York, and has caused quite a stir among the young ladies who all have their hopes pinned on the handsome billionaire bachelor. Our anonymous source have made it clear that it is safe to say Mr. Donovan could be ashamed of his lover, probably because she doesn't meet the standard of the elite class, but one can also safely say that...." At this point, Camilla couldn't hear the words of the news hostess anymore. Her gaze was pinned on the large TV scre

Emanuela died on the coldest day of that winter. The poison took three full days to run its course. They said her final state was horrifying. Her skin was ulcerated, and her eyes were bloodshot. She was like a rotting corpse. No one claimed the body. Her ashes were scattered into the Blackthorn River. It was where my grave should have been. Alessandro inherited the title of Don. But he abandoned the main estate and moved into the side wing that had once been mine. My room remained untouched. The Colt pistol lay on the nightstand. He polished it daily.

Joan replied. Abby and Anne grew even paler. "I did some digging on her, and well... the results were unexpected," Joan added. Thomas sat in stunned silence for a moment before turning to Don, seemingly looking for an explanation. Don remained silent, as if he had known all along. "A billionaire's wife working in our company," Thomas muttered. "Don, you must have known who she really is, right? What's her motive for being here?" "She has problems with her husband, sir. I'm sorry, but I've been asked to look after her while she takes some time for herself," Don admitted, somewhat truthfully.

To everyone else, he remained the proud and invincible Don of the Antara family. However, only she knew how rotten he truly was beneath the surface. A faint smile curved her lips as her voice echoed clearly through the microphone across the grand ballroom. "Thank you all for attending my return banquet. Since everyone seems so interested in the recent news, I suppose I should personally clarify things." She paused for a brief second, the smile in her eyes deepening. "Yes. The child Bianca is carrying belongs to my husband." The entire hall fell into dead silence. Lorenzo's expression darkened instantly.

Leaned in, her perfume cloying. “Let me tell you a secret. The wife still doesn’t know he’s the Don.” “Why not?” She examined her diamond-studded nails. “What’s the point? Her best years were spent while he was climbing the ranks. If you were a powerful man, would you waste money on a faded wife? Money can’t buy back her youth.” My own reflection stared back from the window. Tired. Worn. She leaned closer. “Listen, you’re older, but you’ve still got something. I’ll give you some free advice. A woman needs work. Procedures. Your skin is dry. Your husband must be losing interest.”