The Dons Contract Wife From Butcher Novels & Stories

Even when they attended to my father, they didn't know he was their benefactor. "So I assume this is the nurse you were recommending on the phone right?" He asked, adjusting his glasses and maintaining that grin on his face. Didn't gis face hurt? I honestly didn't think I had the capacity to smile as much he did. "Yes, my wife." I introduced, holding Bella's hand. This thing she didn't pull away, she held me back. "Congratulations on your marriage." He smiled, his eyes darting between us. "I see she came prepared, and I must say that I was impressed with her CV. She could start today if that won't be of burden."

"After seeing them, I have no doubt that the ministers will cave in." The guard nodded. "However, I believe that employing the contract method will simplify, expedite, and lower the cost for you." Nathan cast a sidelong glance to his guard. "Are you alright? I warned you not to bring up that contract again.” "Don needs a lady before he signs the deal." His pupils widened. “What woman? Why? When did I start?” He is neither a businessman like Don Dante nor a member of the mafia, but he has signed a few contracts, and everything was handled without the need for a Luna. Now that they know his wife is no longer with him, are they attempting to punish him?

“I just stepped out.” “Tell that—” He halts, glancing around nervously before lowering his voice to a harsh whisper. “Tell that to the Don. I swear, every day I spend in this house I come closer to losing my head.” “He’s just mad that I’m not the obedient servant he wants me to be,” I say. This just confirms my thoughts. He’s spiraling because his doll decided to show a little autonomy. Kane sighs, shaking his head. “Believe what you want to believe, but no one goes this over the top for a servant. The Don wants to see you. Now.”

“One week. Pay everything your father owed, or the contract stands.” Elena’s blood ran cold. “What contract?” Don smiled slow, cruel, and triumphant. “The contract where your father agreed you would be my wife and warm my bed until the debt was fully repaid.” Elena felt her heart drop to the floor. “No,” she whispered. “That contract was voided. My father…” “Your father didn’t finish his end,” Don cut in sharply. “So it still stands. One week, Elena. One week to pay the debt. Or you belong to me again.”

“You look like a man whose wife already owns the house.” I didn’t look up from the papers in front of me. “Careful, Carlos. That mouth of yours will get you killed one day.” He chuckled, unfazed. “Maybe. But not by you. You’d miss me too much.” I finally raised my eyes, narrowing them. “Test me.” Carlos smirked, leaning against the desk. “All I’m saying, Don, is you’re wound up tighter than I’ve ever seen. And it’s not because of Belluci’s men. It’s because of your wife.”

Leander, who had been missing all night, now stood beside Dinah, his hand resting on her stomach and his gaze filled with adoration. Marcella beamed at Dinah's belly, barely sparing a glance for Ryan and me as she declared, "Dinah's pregnant. As promised, Leander will now take over as the don of the Beaumont family. "Their child will inherit the title of don for both the Beaumont and Fowler families. Soon, we'll also be celebrating Leander and Dinah's wedding." The Beaumonts' current acting don stepped forward and handed Leander a ruby ring, the family's symbol of the don.

“I sent my men to help her. They killed them.” “Well, Lyla is under my training now you see. She's my pet, aren't you, Lyla?” Christian patted my hair. I looked at Daniel Donovan, his face was twisted in anger. “She belongs to the Donovans,” he hissed. Christian paused. “What was that?” “She belongs to us. She is a wife of a brother. As much as she has now become a slut,” he hissed, “we kept our part of the agreement. I should meet out her punishment.”

I suddenly remembered something from a few years ago. We were at a meeting with some old-school Don. "A Don's wife should be accommodating. It's normal for a man of his stature to have a mistress," the fat man with the gold chains had said. "Women need to know when to look the other way. Harmony in the family is what's important." I remember Blair's face turning to stone. He shot to his feet and slammed his whiskey glass on the floor. It shattered.

I know that there are Costa Nostra connections there. As I was on the phone to the real estate agent, a doctor approached me. I ended the call and stood up to face him. "Don Niko, I am your wife's doctor. I have very good news for you" "Speak" I ordered "yes, um, well Mrs De Luca will be okay. She lost conciousness due to a severe infection of her blood. We have caught it in time, and she will make a full recovery within the next few weeks. She needs rest, her body is damanged, Her broken shoulder and her wounds, are putting too much stress on her body."

“This is an obsession.” A muscle ticked in the Don’s jaw. “She’s my daughter,” Don Romano said. “And your wife,” you have to look for her no matter what?” The word hung between them. Wife. Mark didn’t flinch at it this time. “Yes I'm aware of that.” he said. And there was nothing performative in his voice anymore. A phone vibrated sharply on the desk. Luca answered instantly. His expression darkened within seconds. “What?” Mark demanded.