The DON's Princess
Six months." That’s all he offered her. “I can only help you for six months. After that, I have to go back to my world," Victor said, his dark eyes piercing as he spoke. There was something about this man that sent chills down her spine, and yet, that same thing pulled her to him.
Sophia Martins, a sheltered 23 year old, had spent six years living a lie. Forced into marriage with her childhood crush, John Smith, she believed it was the only way to keep a fraction of her late father’s company. But when she learns the truth,that the company had always been hers,she files for divorce, determined to take back what was stolen from her.
Her plans for freedom, however, take a deadly turn when John sends a hitman after her. Just as her life hangs by a thread, a mysterious and devastatingly handsome stranger intervenes, saving her and offering to be her bodyguard,but only for six months.
As the days unfold, Sophia finds herself irresistibly drawn to him, only to discover that William, her charming protector, is not who he claims to be. He is Victor Falcone, the ruthless Mafia Don feared by all. As she’s thrust into his dangerous world of power and violence, her questions multiply.
Why did he lie to her? Why had he been protecting her?
Will their love be able to withstand the truth, or will Victor’s reality tear them apart?
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Chapter: Chapter 26 I turned to William, my eyes pleading for help. "What do I do?" I muttered, my voice barely above a whisper. He simply nodded, his expression steady and assured. "I’ll handle it," he said before stepping forward. "Excuse me, listen up, everyone!" William’s voice echoed through the lobby, commanding attention. Conversations reduced, and one by one, heads turned in our direction. A few employees exchanged uncertain glances, but soon, silence settled over the crowd. "The email you all received is false," he stated firmly. He gestured toward me as I took a step forward. "This is the new C.E.O." I straightened my shoulders as William continued. "Her name is Sophia Martins, and she is more than capable of leading this company. She has stepped in to honor her father’s legacy, and under her leadership, this company will not decline—it will thrive." His gaze swept across the gathered employees, his voice unwavering. "That email was nothing more than a disgraceful attempt to tarnis
Last Updated: 2025-03-03
Chapter: Chapter 25Sophia’s Point of View: I tossed and turned all night. Despite the room’s complete renovation, I couldn't sleep. For the first time since the incident, the nightmares returned—vivid, relentless, and cruelly familiar. I was back on that cold bench, chains biting into my wrists. The strange man loomed over me, his shadow stretching across the dimly lit room. Beside him stood Ava and John, their laughter slicing through the suffocating silence, their eyes gleaming with twisted delight at my helplessness. And then there was William—my hero. He appeared, just like before, ready to save me. But just as his hand reached for mine, a deafening gunshot tore through the air. I watched, horror twisting in my gut, as he crumpled to the ground. His body lay still, lifeless. And that was when I felt the most fear—not when I was tied up, not even when I thought I was going to die. It was the sight of William’s body on the floor that truly broke me. I woke up gasping, sweat clinging to my
Last Updated: 2025-02-18
Chapter: Chapter 24John's point of view: "This bitch." I stared at her, watching as she bossed everyone around. This was the same little Sophia who used to worship the ground I walked on, and now she had the guts to talk back to me? I clenched my jaw, trying to keep my anger in check, but it was damn near impossible. Every fiber of my being screamed at me to put her back in her place. She was beneath me, and it didn’t matter if her father had all the money in the world—or if she did now. "Well, you should get to cleaning. From the look of it, you might have to spend the whole day," she said with a smirk, mocking me. I shot her a glare before turning my attention to the room. My stomach twisted. 'How the hell did anyone live here?' It looked more like a closet than a room. I stepped inside, forced to duck my head to get through the doorway. Sophia was tall. how could she even fit in here for so long. The place was disgusting, the kind of space even rats would turn their noses up at. I looked ar
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 23Sophia's point of view; "Follow me. I'll show you to your rooms," I instructed, gesturing for John to get to his feet. He hesitated for a fraction of a second before rising. Rose followed close behind as I led them down the hall. The room I chose for John was one I knew all too well. My old room. The one Maxwell Smith had forced me to stay in. It was tiny, damp, and wedged directly under the staircase. I had spent countless nights staring at the low ceiling, my body aching from exhaustion, yet unable to sleep because of the constant creaking above me—the heavy stomping of feet, reminding me of my place beneath them. The only nights I ever found peace were when Maxwell was away. Rose would let me sneak into her room, where the mattress was soft, and the silence didn't suffocate me. "Here," I said, pushing the door open. A gust of dust rushed out, thick and stale, forcing all of us to cough. The air inside reeked of mildew, and the mold that had once been a small patch on the w
Last Updated: 2025-02-12
Chapter: Chapter 22Was I not his type? I wondered, my mind racing as I stared at William. Was he even into women? I shook off the thought. Why was I always drawn to men who didn’t find me attractive? First John, now William. 'Snap out of it,' I told myself, pushing the thoughts away. "I’ll ask Grace to clean the room for you. While she does that, you can have your men set up the cameras," I instructed, my voice firm. William had suggested installing cameras throughout the house, insisting it was the best way to protect me. "Everywhere except the room I’ll be staying in," I added. "And I want full access to the footage." I didn’t wait for his reply before turning away, my steps carrying me toward the master bedroom. The moment I stepped inside, a chill crawled up my spine. My breath caught in my throat. The room looked exactly like the one John and I had shared. The same furniture. The exact same curtains. The wallpaper. Even that hideous painting of a boat—hung in the same spot where a c
Last Updated: 2025-02-11
Chapter: Chapter 21 Sophia's Point of View: I watched as John and his family carried their boxes out of the house, yet the satisfaction I had expected to feel never came. My gaze drifted to Rose, and a hint of sadness tightened my chest. After my mother’s death, she had been like a mother to me. And just like me, she had suffered under the Smiths’ cruelty. "Wait!" I called out, suddenly uneasy at the thought of Rose being out on the streets. I folded my arms over my chest, forcing indifference into my tone. "I might consider letting you all stay in the guest quarters—if you beg." John turned, his face twisting with disdain. "Beg you?" he spat. "Never." His voice dripped with pride. I glanced briefly at Rose. She was looking at Maxwell as though hoping he would say something, but he didn't, and she stayed quiet. She was always a loyal wife. "Suit yourself," I said with a shrug, watching them leave. I knew John hated handling cash—so much so that they probably didn’t have enough on them to even p
Last Updated: 2025-02-06
The Billionaire's Deal
“In those two years, you will do everything I ask of you, no questions asked,” he stated, his tone firm.
I opened my mouth to protest, but he cut me off. “I’m not done. During those years, you are not allowed to be with any man, young or old. No dates, no clients, no flirting. If you so much as smile at a man, the contract is broken”
"And if you break any part of the contract, you’ll pay me the full amount, plus 200% interest. And I always collect my debts, Elizabeth, one way or another." His voice deepened into a threat.
I swallowed hard and stared at the table in front of me, my heart racing. If I didn’t sign it, my sister could die.
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When the broken meets the unlucky, sparks ignite.
Elizabeth James has always considered herself unlucky, but nothing tests her resolve more than her sister’s life-threatening illness. Desperate to save her, she accepts help from Richard—a powerful billionaire with his own demons. His help comes at a price: two years bound by his rules, doing whatever he says, no questions asked.
Haunted by the betrayal of his ex-wife, Richard lives by a single regret: ‘I wish I made her pay.’ When Elizabeth—a young orphan who bears an uncanny resemblance with his ex—enters his life, a misunderstanding convinces him she’s just another gold digger. Manipulating her into an impossible deal, Richard plans to humiliate her and make her break.
But what begins as a calculated act of revenge spirals into something unexpected. Richard finds himself drawn to Elizabeth in ways he never imagined could ever happen again.
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Chapter: Chapter 67Elizabeth's Point of View: A week had passed, yet I hadn’t heard a word about the accusations against me—not even from the usual gossipmongers in the office. The silence was unsettling, but I liked it. I had considered using Mr. William’s absence as an opportunity to leave the office for good, but it turned out to be impossible. The place was in complete chaos. Mr. William had been an underestimated glue holding everything together. With him gone, the director of accounting was made acting CEO, and the man was a menace. In no time, he managed to frustrate everyone. Many employees were already considering resignation. He canceled lunch breaks, made the company restaurant start charging us for meals, and, to make things worse, refused to acknowledge my leave request, claiming I had to reapply under the new administration. What a jerk. "You know we can sue him, right?" James whispered, his eyes darting toward the security cameras as he spoke. "Sue the whole company and get a set
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: Chapter 66Elizabeth’s Point of view;"What?!" My heart pounded. All this—just because of what I said? Sylvia was truly ruthless. "Don't worry about it," Richard assured me. "I’ll handle it. We just need the CCTV footage from my father’s office and anything else before they tamper with it." I furrowed my brows. Was it really this serious? Was this what Sylvia meant when she said I’d regret it? Nodding, I followed Richard down a hallway I hadn't even known existed until we reached the security room. Inside, multiple screens displayed live footage from every part of the building—including the C.E.O’s office. "Martin, I want to see the footage from thirty minutes before my father’s incident," Richard instructed the security guard stationed at the monitors. The guard nodded, swiftly pulling up the recording. The screen flickered, showing the moment Sabrina and I entered William’s office. "No audio?" Richard asked. Martin shook his head. "Video only, sir." Richard nodded, his eyes glu
Last Updated: 2025-03-30
Chapter: Chapter 65Elizabeth's point of view; "What!" We exclaimed getting to our feet and rushing to the hallway where the commotion was going on. There people gathered, whispering among themselves. I was still trying to process what was happening when I heard my name. "Elizabeth," Sabrina’s voice was hushed as she walked up to me. I swallowed hard. "Ma'am?" "You were the last person to see Mr. William in his office," she said, her voice low but firm. "What happened?" My heart pounded in my chest. "I—I don’t know," I stammered, shaking my head. "I just heard that he collapsed. Is he okay?" And Sabrina sighed running a hand through her hair, "no one knows yet" she said looking through the window where and ambulance and police van stood. Her words were followed by a eerie silence which was interrupted by the sharp ding of the elevatorAll eyes turned as the doors slid open. Beatrice stepped out, her gaze locking onto me."You!" she yelled. "You were the last person to see Mr. William al
Last Updated: 2025-03-29
Chapter: Chapter 64Elizabeth’s Point of View A week had passed. Everything was quiet—strangely so. Richard had kept his word, and I was free. But I missed him. I shouldn’t, but I did. My life was finally falling back into place. Jessica was returning soon, preparing for her finals, and I had money—more than I’d ever had before. Aside from the twelve thousand Richard had paid me weekly for the past month, he had deposited a hundred thousand dollars into my account after the contract ended. I didn’t even notice until I was halfway back to Kingston. Ideally, I would have called him to ask about it. But I didn’t. I couldn’t. I refused to give myself any excuse to reopen that door. Aside from the dull ache in my chest and the way my mind annoyingly refused to stop thinking about him, I was fine. Completely fine. Now, I was counting down my remaining days at S. Tech, ready to finally start my own business. Elizabeth’s Point of View "Elizabeth," Sabrina’s voice pulled me from my thoughts. I blink
Last Updated: 2025-03-29
Chapter: Chapter 63 Elizabeth’s Point of View "Good morning." Richard’s voice cut through, as I forced my eyes open. My whole body ached, my head pounded, and the moment I was fully awake, last night came crashing down on me. My fingers clenched the blanket, and I quickly pulled it over myself, as if that would somehow shield me from reality. "Did you sleep well?" Richard asked, sounding unusually… chirpy? Did I sleep well? I asked myself the same question. How could I, after what he had said? After he had whispered her name. My chest tightened, my heart sinking lower into the pit of my stomach. "I made you breakfast." Richard smiled as he placed a tray on the bed table, looking way too pleased with himself. I stared at the meal, my stomach twisting. Breakfast in bed—he had told me about having breakfast in bed with her. He really just wanted me to be her. I clenched the blanket tighter, my eyes shifting from the tray to him. "I’m not hungry," I muttered, struggling to keep my voice steady.
Last Updated: 2025-03-28
Chapter: Chapter 62Richard’s point of view; I felt like a complete jerk. Everything I had been doing—every touch, every word—was to get Elizabeth in my bed. But I didn’t want her to give me a performance like she did with other men; I wanted her to fully give in to want it, to want me. And then I found out she was a virgin. A fucking virgin. I felt like a monster. How had I been playing with someone who was truly innocent? What did that make me? No better than Laura. I stopped immediately. I couldn’t even explain to her that it had all been a game, that it was all a play. she looked upset—hurt, even. If I didn’t know her to be so damn stubborn, I would’ve thought she was in love with me. No more games, Richard. That’s what I told myself on the ride back. But what if it wasn’t a game anymore? What if this was something real? She was amazing. Innocent. Everything I had once wanted Laura to be. I stood at her door, apologizing, realizing too late that I had embarrassed her. She probably didn’
Last Updated: 2025-03-28
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