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What The Don Wants Unfinished business
Isla~Everything happened so fast.Dante.He held me, pressed a gun against my head and threatened to shoot. And for a moment, I was certain he was.Until he suddenly shot at the two, large men, leaving a wide-eyed Harry for the last. The fear on the latter's face mirrored mine and I couldn't help my shiver, even as Dante's grip loosened around me.He now had his gun pointed at Harry, freezing him in place. "Lock the door... quick." Dante whispered in my ears, snapping me out of my daze.I quickly dragged my legs towards the door to do as he said.And just when I clicked the locks shut, pounding sounds were suddenly coming from outside. They were no doubt Harry's men.A lot more of them.I let out a shaky breath as I stepped away from the door, fearing it may not be able to hold much longer.Dante was now busy tying Harry to a chair and when he saw the panicked look on my face, he picked up his pistol again, aiming it at the older man's head."Get rid of your men." He hissed."Tel
Last Updated : 2025-04-29What The Don Wants Hostage
Isla~I stood frozen at the scene before me.Bodies littered every corner and they weren't moving.The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and death. I willed myself to follow the bloody trail and Fernando was right behind me, his finger resting on a trigger.My heart pounded viciously in my chest as I feared what might have become of him.Dante.I quickened my pace in hopes of reaching him faster.And finally, I saw him.Standing tall in the midst of the bodies stacked on each other, an eerily calm look in his eyes. The dark, dangerous aura that surrounded him, giving him an appearance of an angel of death.He took them all himself and remained standing, ready for more. Dante may have successfully eliminated Harry and his men but his expression was anything but triumphant.Behind that calm demeanor was a mixture of pain and sadness. He cocked his gun again taking a step forward in preparation for one more kill.Harry.The latter was sitting up again a wall, hand on his chest
Last Updated : 2025-04-29What The Don Wants Dante Moretti
Isla~ Tonight, I was getting engaged to my father's sworn enemy, a man with a vendetta against our family. I stared blankly at my reflection in the mirror, as I was being dolled up in preparation for his arrival. My supposed husband-to-be would be here anytime from now, and I had to look perfect for him. I took a look at the black, evening dress that ran all the way down to my feet. It clung to me like a second skin, it's expensive noose tightening around my body. The dress was stunning, to say the least but it might as well be a funeral attire. A part of me was about to die tonight. It was a gift from HIM, I was told. A sigh left my lips as my mind suddenly drifted off to Jake, my boyfriend. Just a few days ago, he had called to inform me that he would be coming back to Vegas, to me. He had been away for years and we excitedly made plans on all the things we would do, places we would visit together. I guess none of those would be happening now. By the time he gets back, I
Last Updated : 2025-03-20What The Don Wants I'll do it
Isla~ Terror. That was all I felt as he grabbed hold of my wrist, pulling me back into the house. "Let go of me, you monster!" I screeched. "Go ahead, little princess. Scream all you want!" Dante mocked, his eyes reflecting something sinister. With every attempt I made to free myself, his grip only seemed to get tighter. I was absolutely no match for his raw strength. "Nobody's coming to save you." I panicked even more as he dragged me up the flight of stairs. I was only beginning to notice that he didn't come alone. He was accompanied by an entourage of masked men in black coats, all armed to the teeth. It made me realize that he was even more dangerous, more powerful than I've been made to believe. I'd rather die than be his bride. We soon arrived at my family's living room and he forcefully shoved me onto a nearby sofa. Where the hell was everybody? Weren't they hearing my screams? Dante plopped himself down on a sofa just across from me. Even sitting, he still
Last Updated : 2025-03-20What The Don Wants Wedding bells
Isla~This was it. This was the moment my entire life would come crashing down. Today, I would officially be wedded to Dante Moretti. I would be wedded to a man who had no problem with wiping out my entire family. The sound of the wedding bells sent jolts through my body, making me feel more like a prisoner, who was about to be executed on a death row. With every step I took towards the altar, I felt suffocated by the wedding dress and veil over my face. The bouquet of flowers felt like thorns in my hands and the scent made me sick to my stomach. A small crowd of people were already gathered, which included my parents and household staff. I couldn't see Matteo anywhere, which was quite understandable. I didn't want to be here too. I was walking down the aisle by myself, as my father was now confined to a wheelchair. He still had bullet wounds in his thighs and I remember my mother's words to me on his account. "This is all your fault!" She had yelled angrily at me. "
Last Updated : 2025-03-20What The Don Wants Breaking point
Dante~ Isla hadn’t said a word since we left the church, which was expected. I did kill her brother. She sat stiffly in the backseat, her wedding dress stained with blood that wasn't hers. Her hands trembled in between her laps, but she didn’t wipe away the tears streaming down her face. She didn’t look at me, didn’t acknowledge me. That was fine. She would still have to face me sooner or later. The car ride was silent, the tension thick enough to choke on. My men were in the front, driving us back to my estate, while I sat beside her, watching with keen interest. I had never been with a redhead before and a part of me was curious to know how she would taste. I knew however, that there was absolutely no need to rush. She now belonged to me. Those lush lips of hers would certainly be put to good use, and those eyes! She definitely had her father's eyes. The hatred burning in them wasn’t new. I had seen it in countless people before her. It only made me more obsessed with brea
Last Updated : 2025-03-20What The Don Wants A guest
Isla~It's been two days. Two days since I've been locked up in this room. All I did was cry myself to sleep and thrash various objects in the room.It was all my fault. My brother was dead because of me.Maybe if I wasn't trying to run from my fate or fight it, I wouldn't be in this mess right now. I had lost both my brother and my freedom.A series of knock suddenly came from the door and I already knew who they were. Apparently, Dante had hired an entire posse of personal attendants to look after me. I was however unmoved by this gesture."Mrs Moretti?" A voice called out from outside and I frowned.That name. I was now bearing the surname of my brother's killer. It made me feel like every bit of a murderer as Dante is, and I hated that feeling.I tightened my grip on the bedsheet as they continued to knock and call for me."Mrs Moretti, please let us in." "Go away!" I screamed at them, sinking further into the king-sized bed. I didn't want to be around anyone right now. Why can'
Last Updated : 2025-03-20What The Don Wants Don't need saving
Isla~I let out a shaky breath as I paced back and forth on the balcony.He was here.Jake was finally here after all these years, but he was no longer the man I once loved.He was now dining with the same man who murdered my brother, destroyed my family. Maybe I could equally regard him an enemy?I thought back to the day he left the City, how I begged for him to at least take me along, to never leave me here. My pleas all fell on deaf ears and so did my demand for the truth about what he was really traveling for."It's just business," he had told me.I was left in the dark. I had always been in the dark about everything.I suddenly tensed up, startled by heavy, approaching footsteps.Turns out the "dinner" wasn't just any regular dinner. Both Dante and Jake have been involved in very shady businesses for years. That was the real reason Jake left me in the first place; to work with criminals and murderers.Tonight, they were signing some kind of "deal" and I took advantage of Dante
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What The Don Wants Hostage
Isla~I stood frozen at the scene before me.Bodies littered every corner and they weren't moving.The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder and death. I willed myself to follow the bloody trail and Fernando was right behind me, his finger resting on a trigger.My heart pounded viciously in my chest as I feared what might have become of him.Dante.I quickened my pace in hopes of reaching him faster.And finally, I saw him.Standing tall in the midst of the bodies stacked on each other, an eerily calm look in his eyes. The dark, dangerous aura that surrounded him, giving him an appearance of an angel of death.He took them all himself and remained standing, ready for more. Dante may have successfully eliminated Harry and his men but his expression was anything but triumphant.Behind that calm demeanor was a mixture of pain and sadness. He cocked his gun again taking a step forward in preparation for one more kill.Harry.The latter was sitting up again a wall, hand on his chest
What The Don Wants Unfinished business
Isla~Everything happened so fast.Dante.He held me, pressed a gun against my head and threatened to shoot. And for a moment, I was certain he was.Until he suddenly shot at the two, large men, leaving a wide-eyed Harry for the last. The fear on the latter's face mirrored mine and I couldn't help my shiver, even as Dante's grip loosened around me.He now had his gun pointed at Harry, freezing him in place. "Lock the door... quick." Dante whispered in my ears, snapping me out of my daze.I quickly dragged my legs towards the door to do as he said.And just when I clicked the locks shut, pounding sounds were suddenly coming from outside. They were no doubt Harry's men.A lot more of them.I let out a shaky breath as I stepped away from the door, fearing it may not be able to hold much longer.Dante was now busy tying Harry to a chair and when he saw the panicked look on my face, he picked up his pistol again, aiming it at the older man's head."Get rid of your men." He hissed."Tel
What The Don Wants Manners
[A/N : This book doesn't in anyway encourage the vices that are portrayed in it. Reader's discretion is highly advised.]Dante~She wasn't here.It's been roughly an hour of me combing through a number of Harry's girls and I still couldn't find Nancy.I couldn't understand it.I had been looking for her all year and was led here by a reliable source. I was positive I'd find her and take her home with me tonight.Isla remained on the couch beside me, squirming uncomfortably at the effect of the tension in the room.I shook my head at the dark haired female brought before me, purple circles around her eyes. It was clear she had been subjected to some kind of ill-treatment before she was brought to me.With a grunt, Harry's men were taking her away while I watched.I came here for my little sister... and no one else."Wait!" Isla suddenly called out, jerking right up to her feet.I turned to look at her, a warning look on my face. She ignored."W...Where are you taking her?" She asked,
What The Don Wants Underworld
Isla~Criminals. Every single one of them.From influential, powerful men to beautiful, seductive women, I felt like a sheep surrounded by wolves, clinging tightly to Dante.And Mr Harry, I still couldn't tell if he still recognized me from all those years. I was barely a teenager when my father would have him over for their usual "meetings". I never really thought much about it then."Welcome to the underworld." Dante whispered to me, noticing the uncomfortable expression on my face.He probably thought I was regretting my decision to come along.Alongside Mr Harry, I still recognized some other old associates of my father in this gathering and they seemed to be too engrossed in their individual show and display of dominance to notice me.But for some reason, Dante's presence didn't go unnoticed. He didn't need to flash a watch or any other expensive jewelry before they stopped to stare at him. His reputation in Las Vegas had already spoken much on his behalf. I could see the fear
What The Don Wants Party
Isla~All these while and it never occurred to me that Nancy was the name of his sister.I stared at Dante with widened eyes as our limousine cruised past the vibrant night scenery of the city. I might be mistaken, but there was a look in his eyes that I never thought I'd see. Pain? Vulnerability? I could tell he really wanted his sister back.I suddenly shook my head, snapping myself out of my train of thoughts.Why should I feel pity for the man who took my own brother from me? Why should I feel bad for my brother's killer?"Not to be mean, but you've done worse to people." I suddenly blurted out, looking him right in the eyes."You killed my brother, remember?" Dante's eyes flickered with something dark, something dangerous and unpredictable and it made my stomach drop instantly.I tried to scoot away from him but his calloused hands were suddenly grabbing my wrists, eliciting a whimper from me."You want to go ahead and see me as the villain in your story, I'm okay with that." H
What The Don Wants All for her
Dante~"Boss..." Fernando's voice rang from the other end of the phone line."I don't feel very comfortable with this. A lot could go wrong." He whined."With an occupation like ours, a lot does go wrong, Fernando." I replied, earning a sigh from him."There's no changing your mind, is there?""No.""Not when I'm this close to finding her." I said, a wave a determination washing over me.I feared that an involvement from my men might ruin my chance and I wasn't about to risk that."This is suicide, Boss." Fernando continued to lament as I prepared to hang up the call.The sudden sound of approaching footsteps from behind, alerted me of Isla's presence and I slowly turned around to meet her brown eyed gaze."I'll be in touch." I whispered into the phone, still not taking my eyes off her.Isla's eyes seemed to be burning with curiosity, a sign that she had indeed heard the conversation between me and Fernando.I rolled my eyes at that, watching her stand a few paces away from me.There
What The Don Wants Hearts
Isla~When I decided to go with Dante, I didn't imagine we would be taking a one hour flight on his private jet from Las Vegas to Los Angeles. I mean, he did warn me that we would be spending a couple days out here, so I really shouldn't be this surprised.I had been on many private flights before but none was quite like this. The kind of attention I was given by the staff onboard whenever they realized I was "Mrs Moretti" was overwhelming. It was almost like it was a pleasure for them to serve me but not because of me. They were obviously doing it to get on Dante's good side and for some reason, I didn't really mind.I just sat back, relaxing as I was being treated to the best flight experience, whilst being completely ignored by Dante.I listened to a couple of his discussions over the phone, straining my ears really hard to listen for anything that might pique my interest. I however gave up when he suddenly switched to Italian, deciding to sleep through the rest of the journey.
What The Don Wants Buckle up
Isla~"I'm only a mere result of your father's treachery." "You think of me a monster, when you've..."Dante's words kept ringing in my head for some reason and no matter what, I couldn't seem to get them out.I had confronted him later that night in hopes of getting some answers but he just dismissed me, saying something along the lines of:"Look closely, the truth might just reveal itself." I didn't know what that meant, but I'm sure as hell about to find out.This morning, I watched him get dressed for his usual "business" meetings and an idea struck me.I didn't really know anything of what he actually does in these meetings and I was tired of remaining on the sidelines, hidden away from everything that was going on around me.Perhaps if I follow him, I might just get the answers I'm looking for. I might be able to see through his eyes for once.Maybe I might finally start to understand the reason for his thirst for vengeance and power.Or I get to be proven right about him bein
What The Don Wants Extra
Isla~"How dare you, Dante?" I seethed at the mafia don seated across from me, a cigar between his lips.Earlier, I got information on where he had been. It made me furious."We had a fucking agreement!" I yelled, feeling like I was about to burst from all the anger I felt.Dante however, didn't seem to be even slightly fazed by my outburst. His eyes had a bored expression as he listened to me rant continuously."You forcefully took me as your wife." I continued."You've killed my brother.""The least you can do is leave my parents alone!"Silence.The more he just sat there without a single care in the world, the angrier I got. We were talking about my parents for goodness's sake!Slamming my palm hard against the table, I abruptly pushed myself up on my feet. I was fed up with his bullshit."I'm talking to you, asshole!" I hissed.A pair of strong hands was suddenly clamped on my shoulders, pressing down and forcing me back into my seat.Katya."Ssshhh... little bird." She whispered
