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88."Confinement's Agonizing Wait"
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My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 89. Trying to negotiate
POV Andrew After finding out my uncle was a backstabber, I wouldn't have any other choice—I'd go after him and kill if necessary. Emma was my responsibility, but more than that, he had betrayed my father for years, and being his brother, my father never suspected a thing. The worst betrayal was within the family, and he was going to pay for it, or my name wasn't Andrew. I sank into the armchair in the living room and lifted the glass to my lips. Whiskey, my drink of choice when I was enraged, and there was just too much to process all at once. The maid lit the fireplace; it was cold. My mind wandered to Emma. How was she doing now? I was terrified of losing her, more than I'd ever felt for anyone else. I felt powerless — not being able to save her without knowing exactly where she was. This time, I wasn't dealing with Giovanni Moretti; it was my own uncle. And I knew how ruthless and dangerous he could be. Lorenzo approached and sat beside me. We sat in silence, staring into th
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 90."Pawns and Betrayals"
POV Andrew I'm pacing back and forth, trying to figure out a solution to get Emma out of a place I don't even know where it is. I searched every possible location where she could be, but I have no clue. “He has properties here,” the detective I hired says. “It makes sense. But that would be such an obvious place to hide. Think about it, I know all of my uncle's and family's properties, hiding in one of those places would be too easy for me. I'd venture to say he must be in a different kind of place,” I said. “Andrew is right. I believe he's smart, knows how to hide better than we think.” “He has the De Luca blood. That's the problem,” I pound the table. “Let's narrow down the radius to a smaller location,” the detective suggested. I nodded and left the room. Each day away from Emma made me more and more frustrated. It's like every object in the office room becomes a target for my anger. My clenched fist hit the table, sending papers and pens flying, then I hurled books against
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 91.Memories
POV EmmaUpon seeing the image of Dr. Gabriel in front of me, millions of questions begin to form in my mind.And the first of them is:"What are you doing here?"'It's not what you're thinking, Emma. I was forced by this madman,' he whispered. 'You're not well, you need to go to the hospital.''Is it something with the baby?' I widened my eyes in shock.'I can't be sure here and now. We need equipment, an ultrasound, and so on.''How did he find you?' I raised my eyebrows.'I don't know. What I didn't know was that it was you who would be here; I don't cooperate with violence. But he threatened my mother. I'm sorry, Emma, I can't save you.'I sighed. Dr. Gabriel seemed like a nice person. It wasn't his fault, being threatened by a mad and lunatic person like Antonio; it wasn't his responsibility to risk himself to save me.'It's not your fault, Doctor,' I said, taking a deep breath. 'I mean, Gabriel.' I weakly smiled.He took some things from the first aid kit, and I watched closely
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 92."Mysterious message"
Andrew Accepting the duel was the wisest thing I could have done. I knew I could risk it, lose, lose my entire empire and everything I had achieved, not at the hands of my father, but on my own. But for her it would be worth it. And for our baby, of course. I imagine myself as a father, a child running around this huge house, Emma smiling at me. There was so much nonsense I'd been thinking lately. Will she or he think I'm a good father? I hope they don't think I'm a pain in the ass. Clara leaves breakfast on the tray by the bedside. I turn to look, but I'm not hungry. "Sir, you need to eat," she says. "I'm not hungry, Clara, but thank you. She nods and leaves the room. I go to the shower room, take off my clothes, get in the shower and feel the hot water running down every inch of my abdomen. Even this reminds me of her. I remember Emma running her tongue over my defined abdomen and I get a fucking erection. Emma Campbell... How I wish you were here right now. I got ou
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 93. "Combat"
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My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 94.Shot in the dark
POV Andrew In that tense moment, my thoughts turned to Emma and a simpler time. It was as if I could feel the warm sunshine of our childhood, my mother's laughter echoing in the distance, and my father watching from the edge of the pool with his trusty cigar in hand. We had so many dreams back then, and she was always my pillar, my strength. I remember the days at the beach, her building sandcastles while I tried to be the fearless knight she admired. My mother always believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself. Everything was simpler back then. And now I was. Also, the image of Emma smiling gave me strength, that sweet, comforting smile that lit up any darkness. It was for her that I was there, fighting, even in the face of my uncle, an enemy who knew my every weakness. The past now blended with the present, each memory pushing me to resist his provocation, to remain calm in the face of his acidic words. Emma was there, trapped by his insanity. I couldn't fail, I cou
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 95 "Dangerous duel"
POV Andrew After the gunshot, was I dead? Had I been shot? My arm was bleeding profusely, but I managed to turn my head to see what had happened and who had fired. I couldn't think very well, my body was burning as if with chills. When I managed to turn around, there was Lorenzo with the gun pointed at me and my uncle on the ground. He had managed to hit my uncle. I tried to get up but couldn't. I seemed to be hallucinating. His greenish eyes came into my mind. “Emma,” I groaned in pain as I put my hand on my arm. I feel a wave of pain run through my body, but the focus isn't on me. It's on Emma. Every movement feels like a battle, but determination keeps me on my feet, however shakily. Lorenzo comes to my aid, his face exuding concern. I feel a tightness in my chest at the sight of him so distressed for me. He advises me to go to the hospital, but the thought of leaving Emma alone and at the mercy of that bastard disturbs me more than the physical pain I feel. “We have t
My Dear Don: The Contract Marriage. 96.You're mine
POV EmmaI wake up in an unfamiliar place. I stare at the ceiling in the hope of understanding where I am, but my head spins as I try to see my surroundings.Memories and flashbacks invade my mind instantly. I remember lying on the bed of that damned captivity, feeling my legs, stomach and whole body ache, trying to call for help, but to no avail, they didn't care.My blurred vision showed that I wasn't well and was going to fall. Suddenly, everything went completely dark. And I don't remember anything.“Emma,” I hear a voice echo. I start to regain consciousness and look around again, it's a hospital room.“Ize?” I stared at her. I… What happened?“Andrew rescued you, and we brought you to the hospital. Are you all right?” His words have a tone of concern.“I feel better. But everything feels weird, my body hurts.“Everything will be fine. Sister. I won't explain too much now, first you need to rest and take it all in, you've spent many days dehydrated and eating badly, that worm An
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