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Claim by the Don Chapter 2.22
Zoey p.o.v I woke up feeling well rested and a bit refresh. I stretched out my tired and stiff limbs, and moaning as I feel them crack into position. I suddenly became aware of where I was, my gaze swept the place. From the furniture, theme colour and the strong cologne, you could easily tell that it's a typical man room. Marco's room. The second thing I noticed was the orange sun outside, signalling the setting of the sun. I peel the cover off me and I climb down from the king-size bed, carefully. I assumed I was going to move around in bare feet, but luckily, there were a room slippers just beside the bed. I hastily shoved my feet into the slippers and proceeded to the door, swinging it open. I came face to face with two guys. One the colourful tattoo guy and the other I haven't seen before. “Donna, you are awake.” The colour tattoo guy spoke, I made a cringing face when he called me that, for some reason, I find it unsettling. “Yes, I am. And please, my name is Zoey.” I co
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.23
Zoey p.o.v The feeling of laying on the softest and comfy arms of a cloud floating in the air, and a peacock feather tinkling my face. The effect drugging me into deep sleep coupled with the cool winter breeze. I dragged in the air of pleasure and bliss. I didn't want to wake up, but unfortunately for me, the universe had other plans. A knock on my door startled me from the arms of a peaceful sleep, I groaned throwing curses at the person for disturbing me. Reluctantly, I get up into a sitting position, rubbing my hands over my face and running them through my birdnest hair. The knock came again, and I almost threw something at the person as I glared at the door. “Coming,” I yelled and got down from the bed. I don't know what was going through my head when I thought it must be Marco on the door. And I was given a wake-up call when I came face to face with a smiling Isabella. “Hi, Good morning.” She greets cheekily. “Good morning,” I replied to her, and my brow subconsciously r
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.24
Zoey p.o.v I didn't realize how much time had passed, we've been so engrossed with our conversation to care. We must talk about ourselves, or rather they told me almost if not all the things that happened in the house for the past couple of years. Funny or not. I brush off any conversation leading to Marco, I'm not ready to open that chapter, especially to his little sisters. And I must admit, I'm enjoying every bit of it. “So… Are you guys like. Together now?” Isabella asked, killing my spirit. I purse my lips together in lightly irritated, I'm irritated at myself because I still have deep feelings for that man and denying it seems to make the feelings grow. I felt tears brimming up in my eyes, I'm confused. I can't seem to get a grasp of my emotions. I'm tore between having an open mind and fighting the feelings. “No.” I shook my head, smiling bitterly at them as they watched me. I want both Marco and I together as much as they want it. But there's something holding me back,
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.25
Zoey p.o.v“Enjoy your meal.” I smile politely at the customers after dropping their orders on the table. I huff out a gush of air, relieved, I'm about to have my first moment of a break since I had resumed work this morning. I slumped on a seat in front of the counter, dropping the tray I used in serving customers on the counter. The restaurant has been packed with customers since morning, and the workload is killing me. Since we are only three waiters today, two other of my colleagues had called in sick. Luckily, my boss is reasonable as he offered us cool energy drinks every hour. My gaze scanned the restaurant, resting on the man at the far end of the restaurant. Sitting on his own in a corner, looking as creepy and scary as he looked when he first came here. That was an hour ago. Weird. I shrugged, deciding not to dwell on it. I glance at the wall clock, it's a few minutes left for a lunch break. “Camilla and Isabella will be here any minute,” I muttered to myself. Those tw
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.26
Zoey p.o.vI was bewildered and lost. Different thoughts clashes in my skull, I couldn't pinpoint any thought that was going through my head. They were rapid and blurry, but I am aware of how scared I was. I flinch at the sound of a door slamming shut, effectively snapping me from the dazed. I was unable to bring myself to look at the entrance door, scared that it might be the man. Light footsteps approached me, I didn't tense up as the sound of the footsteps was that of a female. To prove my point, Camilla appeared before me. I relaxed a bit, I didn't want her to start questioning why I was tensed, I mentally waited for Isabella to appear beside her. “Where is Isabella?” I asked when I noticed she wasn't there. Why did Camilla come alone, that's unlikely for them to pay me a visit without the other? “At home, stalling Marco,” Camilla announced. My body went into overdrive, tightening at the mention of Marco's arrival. He's most likely going to be pissed with me. Since I stubborn
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.27
Zoey P.o.v Five hours. Five long, agonizing hours of my life. I waited, waited to get even an air of how the treatment was going. I haven't moved from the living room since, the room stink of the blood that once pooled on the floor. A maid came and wiped the blood away a while ago, but the metallic smell lingered. I began pacing the living room again, I've lost count of how many times I had paced this room in the last five hours. I kept glancing at the door they disappeared into, hoping one of them will appear, but each time I get disappointed. I groan and get frustrated, rubbing my hands over my face a hundred times, catching a glimpse of the dried blood on the back of my hand. That was when I took notice, that the blood wasn't just on my hand but was scattered over my front, staining my dress. I couldn't stop myself from cringing in disgust, the guilt that stabbed my chest left me breathless. I found myself
Claim by the Don Chapter 2.28
Zoey p.o.vThere was a thin line between the feeling of love and hatred. My feelings for Marco dwell somewhere between both. For the longest period, I'd thought I had forgotten him, but I managed to convince myself that I was over him. I tried to ignore it, I tried to ignore him. Then, out of nowhere, he decided to make his return. Without a word or any notice, he just popped up out of nowhere and acted as if we were never apart. His arrogance frustrated me as much as his controlling act did. A burden of guilty conscience rested on my shoulders, while a look of disappointment was written across my deep scowling face. I watched as the doctor carefully dressed Marco's wound and gave the maids instructions on how to properly take care of it daily. I wasn't looking forward to it. The moment that, everyone left the room, not before giving the both of us strange looks. We were left alone in my bedroom since he bluntly refused to have them take him to his room. Marco was half lying, ha
Claim by the Don Chapter 29
Marco p.o.vA sharp pain in my abdomen puts my brain on high alert and I jolt awake. The first thing I realized is I'm sore as fuck, the second thing I realized is my cock is in a much better mood than I am. And it's probably because it's nestled against an ass that makes me believe that I'm in heaven. My attention shifts to Zoey, the woman who has my world revolving around her. She's still asleep, breathing in slow even breaths. My arm is draped around her waist holding her against myself. My face is still buried in the back of her neck, her scent stirs my cock even more than the heat of her body. It's obvious that at the blood in my system decided to settle down South, and that's why I don't have a god damn shred of common-sense left. I didn't move, not even a fraction of reaction even after ten minutes of lying here awake. I let her scent consume my veins like my very own personal brand of poison. She shifted a bit, going stiff afterward. I can tell by the way she titled her h
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