Love and revenge don't mix well in the dark streets of Milan. When Daisy Fontana stepped into her engagement party at the Marino mansion, she thought she had it all. A handsome fiancé from one of Milan's most powerful families, a bright future ahead, and a perfect life far from her father's reach. But that dream shattered in a single night when her sister Sofia exposed her family's little secret... she wasn’t really a Fontana at all. Daisy was humiliated and cast aside by her fiancé Antonio, so she came up with what she thought was the perfect revenge. She'd get close to Antonio’s father, the feared Don Vincenzo Marino, by becoming his assistant. In her mind, it was simple: make Antonio jealous by becoming important to his father's empire. Then hopefully that would make him realise he made a mistake by letting her go. But what Daisy didn't know was that Vincenzo had watched her for a while, hoping for a chance. While she plotted her little revenge against the son, she had no idea she was walking straight into the arms of a man who had craved her for a while. She was supposed to get back at the son, but didn't expect she'd be falling for the father.
Lihat lebih banyakVincenzo stood a few feet away on the stairs. He was still in his suit from the office, but he had removed his tie, the top buttons of his shirt undone. It was obvious to Daisy that he’d been busy in his study since they got back from the office.“Dad,” Antonio greeted, dropping his hand to his side. “I thought you’d beat the office.”“I finished early,” Vincenzo said, his gaze shifting between his son and daisy. “What’s going on here?”“I was just having a word with your… assistant.” Antonio lied.“A conversation that requires you to raise your hand to a woman?” Vincenzo asked as he took another step down the stairs. “I don’t remember teaching you to disrespect women. So where’s this coming from, Antonio?”Antonio bowed his head in shame, not because he felt guilty, but for being caught. “She provoked me. Said things…” he uttered, clenching his fists.“I don’t care if she cursed your name to the heavens,” Vincenzo cut him off, taking a step closer. “Now listen to me son, you do not r
Daisy’s POV By the sixth day of being trappe in this house,i became restless.“I’m perfectly fine now.” I told Vincenzo over breakfast. “I want to resume my duties as your assistant. I’m goingcrazy just wandering around here alll day.”“You need more time to fully recover.” He said dismissively, sipping his coffee. I sighed in frustration. “You can’t keep me locked up in here, sir. Stop treating me like I’m fragile.”He raised a brow. “Aren’t you?”“No,” i said firmly. “I work for you as an assistant, not some housewife.”Vincenzo smirked at that. “Housewife?” He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. “Is that a bad thing?”Oh my God, what exactly is going on? I thought Vincenzo Marino was a big bad Don. How come no one talks about how flirty he gets. I’m pretty sure my cheeks were bright red right now.I opened my mouth to reply but no words came out.“Fine. If you insist on going to work, I’ll let you. But only on one condition.”“Which is?”“You stop calling me sir.” He
Daisy’s POVI was stunned when a guard arrived with my belongings in neatly packed boxes. My gaze moved to Vincenzo, who sat casually in his leather chair, sipping a glass of whiskey and going through some documents.“You sent for my things?” I asked in disbelief, asi ranmy fingers along the edge of one of the boxes.He swirled the whiskey in his glass before looking up at me. “I figured you’d need a few things, so I asked them to go get some of your stuff.” He said simply. “Although, if it were up to me, i'd rather have them discarded.”“Discarded? Why?”“Yes. A fresh start is what you need, daisy. From now on, I want you to see this as your new home.”I swallowed hard. Home? This was his house. Not mine. I don’t belong here.“I…” I started out but hesitated. “I don’t understand why you’re doing all this for me. I appreciate your help sir, but I’m afraid I can’t live here.”Vincenzo leaned forward, placing his glass on the table. “You still don’t get it, do you?” His stare sent shive
Daisy’s POV By the afternoon, I was feeling a lot better. The pain medication helped a lot.My phone rang, and I reached for it quickly. I sighed when I saw Dante’s name on the screen.“Hey bro,” I said as I answered.“I heard Don Marino took you away and threatened to kill dad.” He said. “Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”Was that all he heard? I guess no one told him the reason Vincenzo took me with him. Dante isn’t really a fan of Vincenzo.“I’m fine.” I answered. “And no, Vincenzo didn’t hurt me.”“Vincenzo? Since when are you on a first name basis with Don Marino?” He asked, accusingly. “What’s going on, Daisy? Did you suddenly forget how dangerous that man is?”“I’ll come get you as soon as I return.” He continued before I could defend myself.“No.” I said quickly. “Don’t worry about me. I’m fine now.”“Daisy, i…”“Focus on your work, Dante.” I cut in. “And be careful out there.”There was a brief pause before he said, “Alright. But if anything happens, you call me. Promise me th
Daisy’s POV My whole body ached when I woke up. My head felt heavy but the bed beneath me was so soft. This wasn’t my room. I turned my head slowly, and took in the familiar surroundings. I was in HIS room.Vincenzo Mariano’s room.A gentle clearing of the throat made me turn my head.The doctor stood nearby, watching me with a small smile. “You’re awake,” he said. “That’s good.”I tried to sit up, I winced slightly as my body protested. The doctor moved closer, adjusting the blanket around me. “Easy now. You should rest a little more.” He said. “You had quite a rough experience.” I forced a weak smile. “I’m fine. Where is….”“He’s on his way,” the doctor replied, not letting me finish. “He’ll be here soon.”I nodded, feeling my nervousness increase. Would he still be mad at me? Would he finally decide to punish me even worse than my father did?I didn’t have to wonder for long because the door opened, and Vincenzo stepped in. His 6ft frame filled the doorway.I met his gaze and smi
The drive back from the Fontana mansion to Vincenzo’s estate was long. The car moved fast, but not fast enough for Vincenzo. He tightened his grip on the steering wheel when he heard Daisy groan in pain. She was slumped against the passenger seat. Vincenzo had never been a man inclined to emotions, but tonight was different. The sight of Daisy’s bloody, broken, and barely conscious form was enough to make him want to turn the car around and put a bullet through Giovanni Fontana’s head. The damn bastard. He glanced at Daisy again. Her eyes fluttered open briefly before closing again, her breathing was shallow. He tapped her side gently. “Stay awake daisy.” He ordered. Daisy made a small sound, but she didn’t move. His jaw clenched as he pressed his foot on the accelerator, pushing the car to go even faster. _______ The moment the car stopped in front of his house, Vincenzo threw the door open and rushed to the passenger side. He yanked the door open and scooped Daisy int
Vincenzo’s black car rolled to a stop in front of the grand entrance of the Fontana mansion. His presence sent waves of fear and tension through the household staff.as he stepped out, dressed in a tailored black suit, his eyes scanned the estate like a predator surveying its territory. Inside the mansion, Sofia’s father, Giovanni Fontana, was seated in his study, holding a glass of whiskey when suddenly, a guard entered. “Don Marino is here,” the guard announced. Giovanni’s brows furrowed in confusion. Vincenzo Marino had never once stepped foot in his home. If anything, the only connection between their families was the upcoming wedding between Sofia and Antonio. For a moment, fear crossed his mind. Was Vincenzo here to call off the wedding because of the trouble caused by daisy? If so, Daisy would pay dearly for that. Giovanni stood up, masking his concern. He straightened his suit and walked toward the living room where Vincenzo was being led in by his men. “Don Marino,” Giovann
Three days later, daisy laid on the dusty floor in the basement. Her arms were bound tightly behind her, her wrist sore from the ropes that cut into her skin. She had lost count of the number of lashes she had endured. Her father ordered his men to give her thirty strokes each day. Her back burned with every movement, her body was too weak to flinch at the pain anymore. Her stomach growled from hunger, and her throat was dry and aching from dehydration. Luckily for her there wasn’t any problems with the Marino family yet. But that didn’t stop her from praying that her actions didn’t cause problems. She wasn’t ready to become a sex doll for everyone. The door creaked open. Daisy barely lifted her head, her swollen eyes struggling to make out the figure stepping inside. It was one of the guards. A smirk formed on his lips as he crouched down beside her. “You look miserable,” he chuckled. His fingers trailed down her bruised cheek. “But even beaten up, you’re still a pretty little
The Fontana house was quiet when Daisy stepped inside, she thought no one was around. Daisy had been ignoring er fathers calls for days knowing he would be furious. That’s why she decided to come back home before he tries to find her himself, and also because she was hiding from Vincenzo.As she stepped into the living room, her father, Mr Fontana, sat on the leather couch, his fingers drumming against the armrest. His eyes followed her as she entered. “where the hell have you been?” He asked, his voice was filled with irritation. “I’ve been calling you for days, and you had the audacity to ignore me?” Daisy tried to recover from being startled. “I was working. My boss needed me to handle some urgent matters so I’ve been at his place.” Her fathers expression darkened. “At his place? You’ve been staying in a man's house?” Before Daisy could answer, she heard the sound of footsteps. Sofia stormed in, her face stained with tears. As soon as she saw Daisy, she was filled with so much
The ballroom of the Marino mansion glowed under the glass chandeliers that reflected light like scattered stars. The air was filled with the scent of fresh roses from the family’s private gardens and expensive cologne, mixed with the aroma of traditional Italian appetisers being served by staff who moved with precision.Armed guards dressed in tailored suits stood at strategic points, their earpieces occasionally catching the light. They maintained their positions with military precision, a small reminder that this wasn’t just a celebration, it was a display of power.Standing on the raised platform at the head of the room was Antonio Marino. His sharp Armani suit and perfectly styled hair framed a face that could intimidate and charm in equal measure. At 26, he was already a name whispered in respect and fear throughout the underworld. By his side stood Daisy Fontana, her soft blonde hair flowing freely over her shoulders, her blue gown clinging to her delicate body. She radiated bea...
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