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89|She is hurt
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Valentina's POVThe sound of the ticking clock seemed to echo faintly, yet it was all I could hear as I drifted into an agonizing daze.What did he say? He must be mistaken. It couldn’t be true.“Mrs. Laurent.” The monotone voice snapped me back to reality, and I blinked, staring at the man in the white coat.“Mrs. Laurent, are you listening to me?” I blinked again, trying to focus on his words, but they seemed to slip through my mind like water through my fingers. The room felt smaller, the air thicker, as if everything was closing in around me.Breathe, Valentina. Breathe.“Repeat what you just said,” I finally found my voice and demanded, but it was quieter than I intended—just barely above a whisper, yet sharp with a desperate edge I didn’t recognize.The doctor’s eyes softened, but he didn’t hesitate. “Mrs. Laurent, I’m afraid you have brain cancer. The prognosis is… very serious. You have only about a year to live.”A chill ran through me, the world shifting in a way I couldn’t
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Valentina's POVThis has to be a dream. It’s just a nightmare—a terrible, haunting nightmare. So wake up and end this.A faint and distant voice whispered in my ears, trying to delude me into believing that the sight before me wasn’t real—that my husband of six years wasn’t holding another woman in his lap, wasn’t kissing her neck, leaving marks on her skin as if she were the most precious gem. And that woman… wasn’t Caelina.“Damien, I want you. Please, I really want you now,” Caelina whispered to my husband, her eyes closed as soft moans escaped her lips.“Naughty girl,” Damien murmured, his voice dripping with amusement. “You’re pregnant. Do you really think you can handle me? You know how rough I can be when I’m with you. Be patient, my love.”I stood there, frozen, watching the scene unfold, neither of them noticing my presence in the room.I wanted to speak—scream, demand an explanation for what I was seeing—but the words were stuck in my throat. I could do nothing but stand the
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Valentina’s POVI blinked as Damien flicked my hands away from him in disgust. I could hear Tessa and her mother burst out laughing, their laughter echoing through the room, piercing me like daggers. But still—still, my eyes were fixed on him.“Y-you’re lying,” I muttered, the tears streaming down my face. But this time, I didn’t cling to him. I just stood there, watching as he scoffed with slight amusement."Do you think I have time for this, Valentina? If you don’t believe me, go ask your father. The moment I brought it up, he only demanded compensation for the broken marriage, like it was some transaction. And don’t even get me started on your sister—she congratulated me for finally getting rid of you. Even your family doesn’t love you; they treat you like dirt," Damien spat, his voice cruel, dripping with venom. "Yet I loved you all these years, and you still couldn’t give me the one thing I desire."Damien’s voice was harsh as he looked at me with a cold stare that almost made me
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Valentina's POVLoud horns blared, angry curses and screams echoed around me. I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my heart pounding in my chest as tears blurred my vision, distorting everything. But I kept driving, weaving through the cars on the road, barely aware of anything but the thoughts in my head—the thoughts that threatened to consume me.My phone buzzed beside me for the fifth time. I glanced at the name on the screen but ignored it again, turning my attention back to the road ahead of me as I increased the speed of the car.Why was I even alive? Why was I still here when I had lost everything and was going to die soon anyway? Why couldn’t I just end it all now?"Let’s end it now, Valentina. Let’s end everything,” I muttered to myself as I drove. My grip on the steering wheel tightened, broken sobs escaping my lips as my mind replayed everything that had happened when I arrived at my father’s house.An hour ago.“D-dad, what are you saying?” I whispered, my voice shaking.
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Alexander pov Bang! Bang! Bang!Three shots. Three bodies.Screams echoed, piercing through the air as three of my men crumpled to the ground with loud thuds, bullets lodged deep in the centers of their heads, their eyes wide open in horror.They didn’t expect it—none of them did. But today, I wasn’t in the mood to take any pleasure in their fear. Instead, I reloaded my gun and aimed it at the men and women cowering before me, their hands raised above their heads like shields to block the bullets.“You have five seconds to tell me where the hell my son is. And with every second that ticks by,” I said, my voice icy and emotionless as I casually aimed at the ten people before me, “one of you will die.”My jaw tightened as none of them answered. Their pitiful cries irritated me, igniting a fierce urge to gun them all down right then and there. But I fought to maintain control, forcing myself to breathe through the rage.I was on a route to Russia for a critical business meeting—one that
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Alexander pov I wasn’t the type of man to be caught off guard. I had always known how to hide my emotions behind a mask. My face remained blank, even when I killed. I was cold, calculated, and professional— never once flinching as I pulled the trigger and sent a bullet through someone’s skull. Why? Because showing my emotions made me vulnerable. My wife’s death was a harsh lesson—one that proved how dangerous it could be to let your guard down. So, I swore never to show even a hint of affection to anyone especially to my son, Felix, since that was the only way to keep him safe. But this—this was different. There were only two people capable of evoking any reaction from me—one was dead, and the other stood before me. As I stared at my son, who hadn’t spoken a word in over a year since his mother’s death, I couldn’t hide the shock that spread across my face. My grip on him tightened as I pulled Felix closer, my voice calm despite the relentless pounding of my heart. Every
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Alexander pov “We haven’t seen each other in a year, in a year, Alexander Knight, and the first thing you do is shoot at me!?” Daniel exclaimed, rubbing his temples in frustration. His feet tapped impatiently on the ground as he tried to regain his composure, his anger simmering beneath the surface. I didn’t respond right away, my expression calm as I sat there, my fingers absently tapping on the desk between us. His eyes were shooting daggers at my hand, glaring at it with so much intensity, but I pretended not to notice. “Well?” he asked, his voice laced with impatience, waiting for any kind of explanation. I shrugged, offering nothing more than a casual glance. “I didn’t shoot at you,” I said nonchalantly, “I shot at the wall behind you.” His mouth opened, ready to retort, but I was already tuning him out, not even bothering to listen to whatever he was about to say. Instead, my attention shifted to Felix, who sat quietly in the far corner of the office. His eyes we
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Alexander pov “What in the K-drama plot twist is this?” Daniel was the first to break the silence, his head casually resting on my shoulder as he peeked at the file. The world narrowed in, and for a brief moment, I couldn’t move—I couldn’t even breathe. My grip tightened on the edges of the file, knuckles turning white as I stared at the name glaring back at me like a cruel punchline to a bad joke. Father: Nico Vance, CEO of the Vance Foundation. Additional Information: Known as "Don Nico," leader of a criminal organization. Daniel must have sensed the murderous aura radiating from me because he quickly cleared his throat and took a cautious step back, wisely putting enough distance between us—just in case I decided to snap. “S-She’s Nico’s daughter? Are you sure this information is correct?” Daniel stammered, his attention darting to Sebastian. “Y-Yes, Dr. Daniel,” Sebastian replied, swallowing nervously. “I triple-checked her background to make sure there was no mistake. Her
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The Mafia Don's obsession 89|She is hurt
Valentina pov A tear slipped down my cheek just as Alexander's hand cradled the back of my head and he kissed me. His lips were rough and intense against mine, stealing a whimper from me and granting him access to my mouth. I closed my eyes and kissed him back, my body responding on its own, as though it didn’t belong to me. But why was I crying? Why did this ache in my chest feel so suffocating? It left me breathless. And the nightmare— why was it blurry and most of all, why did it feel more like a distant memory than a dream? A gasp escaped me as Alexander’s other hand slid to my waist, gently pushing me down onto the bed. His lips moved in perfect sync with mine, a low groan rumbling from his throat as he climbed over me, one hand cupping my chin to tilt my head up as we kissed. It hurt. A shiver coursed through my spine when Alaric leaned away from my lips, his mouth trailing down to my neck, pressing hot kisses along my skin until he reached my collarbone. He placed a k
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|An ache in my chest.
Alexander pov She hadn’t woken up since yesterday, and it had affected me more than I cared to admit. I wasn’t even sure what emotion was clawing at me, was it the frustration over what she had done, throwing herself in front of my mother just as I pulled the trigger? Or was it the worry that came from watching her lie there, pale and still, showing no sign of waking up? “The bullet went through her shoulder. She lost quite a bit of blood, but she should be able to wake up soon,” Daniel said, his expression tired as he removed his glasses, his eyes meeting mine. “So don’t worry and get some rest, Alexander. You haven’t slept since yesterday.” I didn’t say anything for a brief moment, my gaze fixed on Valentina as I leaned back against the wall, hands tucked into my pockets, my expression unreadable. “Where is the kid?” I asked eventually. Daniel sighed for the second time before answering. “He wouldn’t stop crying and kept asking to be with Valentina, so I gave him something m
The Mafia Don's obsession 87|It was Alexander
Valentina pov Two years ago. “Madam, madam,” My eyes slowly fluttered open and I groaned, lifting my head to find Agatha standing in front of me with a sad look and a slight frown etched into her expression. “Agatha…” I murmured, reaching up to rub my tired eyes before glancing around. I was in the dining area, and in front of me sat the food I had cooked with Agatha’s help. Today was Damien’s and my anniversary. It was supposed to be a special day. I had made all of his favorite dishes, hoping to make him happy and maybe spend a little time with him, especially since he’d been so busy these past few months with work that I barely have the time to spend time with him. “Has he arrived?” I asked, a hopeful smile tugging at my lips. When Agatha shook her head, the smile slowly faded from my face. My gaze shifted to the clock, it was already 10 p.m. Two whole hours had passed since we finished cooking, and Damien still hadn’t shown up. My eyes drifted to the food on the table, an
The Mafia Don's obsession 86|He cared.
Alexander pov "And it looks like I didn’t finish the job, Mother,” I said coldly, cocking the gun against her forehead. Her body went rigid, eyes wide with fear as she stared at me. “A-Alexander,” she stammered, stumbling back as if distance could save her. But it was futile. There’s something both of us had forgotten to mention about our twisted relationship. I was never afraid of my mother. She was afraid of me. Despite all her efforts, every calculated move, every twisted game meant to make me cower, I never did. She tried to make me believe my life was in her hands. But the truth? I was far too broken to fear a woman who was all bark and no bite. How should I put it? She was a prey pretending to be a predator. A mouse wearing the mask of a cat. A weak woman hiding behind an illusion she had created. People like that always acted unshakable, like the world couldn’t touch them. But deep down, they were the most fragile. The most helpless. “You said I shot you twice,” I
The Mafia Don's obsession 85|Mother
Valentina pov When did I react? When did I start yanking my mother in law's hair? Well maybe it was the part when she had called Alexander a monster. When she had told me everything she had done to him to ensure his obedience or according to her: To make sure he was the perfect tool to use for her plan. She had said that Alexander was incapable of love and that was why I had hated him so much I couldn’t even bear the sight of him. That Alexander wasn’t meant to be loved, only feared. That he would eventually end up alone, never knowing what it meant to be loved. Maybe that was why I was currently yanking her hair back and forth, clearly catching her off guard. “Let go of my hair! How dare you?! Do you know who I am?!” she screamed, trying to pry my hands away. But I only gripped tighter, pulling harder as she grabbed a fistful of my own hair in retaliation. Pain shot through my scalp, but I wouldn’t let go. “Who gives a damn who you are?!” I snapped. “Take back what you said a
The Mafia Don's obsession 84|They were perfectly fine.
Alexander pov Bang! Bang! Bang! Gunshots. Screams. And then... the soft thud of bodies hitting the ground. Those were the three things I grew up with. The three things I was used to and, oddly enough, the three things that made adrenaline course through my veins. Blood. The sickening sound of knives slicing into flesh. The tears, the terror of someone standing at death's door. These were the things that made me feel alive. It was what shaped me. There's a popular saying: "Monsters aren't born, they're made." But me? I was born and made this way. I still remembered when my therapist first diagnosed me with psychopathic tendencies. He had said, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Knight, but your son shows signs of early stage psychopathy. While it's still developing, he doesn't process emotions the way most people do. I understand that people in your line of work don't flinch at killing, but this is a seven-year-old child. You said he cried when you told him to shoot his dog but didn't hes
The Mafia Don's obsession 83|I needed power.
Warning: Mention of abuse. Valentina pov “So, you’re telling me you don’t remember anything at all?” Sera asked as we sat in her study. After she had questioned who I was and insisted I wasn’t her daughter-in-law, we had moved to her office. Despite my reluctance to leave Felix alone outside, I knew I had to explain everything. Now, sitting across from her, I told her how I had been in a coma for about a month and had lost all my memories. That, at least, might explain why I didn’t recognize her. I nodded my head, a smile tugging at my lips. "I don't remember anything from my past. All I know is that I'm Alexander's wife and Felix's mother." I said, giggling softly as the thought crossed my mind. To be honest, by now, I'd already accepted my role as a wife and mother, and it no longer felt awkward, though it never really had. At first, I had been a little scared because it felt like I was thrust into a life that was unfamiliar. But now… My grin widened as I remembere
The Mafia Don's obsession 82|She is mine to take care of.
Third pov Flashback. "Kill it," the woman dressed in pink ordered, her voice so cold that it instinctively made the boy, Alexander, flinch. Alexander shook his head, tears streaming down his face as he cried harder, begging his mother not to make him do it. He couldn’t understand why she would ask him to kill his dog, his only friend, the only one who had always been there for him. You see, Alexander Knight had always been seen as a cold-hearted, evil child, even when he was young. He had inherited the cold demeanor of his father, Ezra Knight, and was feared by many for the same reasons. Both father and son were calm, collected, and rarely showed any emotion. That was the reason everyone avoided him. Even his twin, Daniel Knight, had always been scared of him. Maybe that was why Alexander had always bullied his much more outgoing twin, the one everyone loved. Perhaps it was his twisted way of seeking attention. But his brother, Daniel, was so terrified of him, he never played w
The Mafia Don's obsession 81|Mother will miss you.
Alexander pov“I can't believe my old man paid you to keep me from returning to Italy! No wonder he asked me to pack all my clothes. ‘A vacation to the US,’ he said. ‘You should spend some time with your uncle and learn a few things, then you can come back home,’ he said and I believed him without knowing he basically sold me out! I should have realized it when he gave me that hug,” Julian ranted, his fingers flying across the keyboard so fast they blurred.My back was against the wall as I stared at him from the other side of the room, my arms crossed, expression cold.It had been five minutes— five long minutes of Julian trying to track Valentina and Felix's whereabouts, and five minutes of this nagging feeling I couldn’t shake.Were they safe? Were they okay? Were they hurt?That was all that had been clouding my mind, and I hated it.I hated that I wasn’t just worried about Felix, but her too. I shouldn’t care about what happened to her. I shouldn’t care about her safety. If she
