All Chapters of THE DON'S DESIRE : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Rodrigo's POVIt was natural that I would fall asleep; that was the only thing that could keep me from thinking about her. At least, that's what I thought before it took me away. I found out, much to my dismay, that she haunted me in my sleep also. Only then it was much more scary, like a nightmare. All the things that I had done to her, the mean words that I had said to her, the way I had acted and kept on sending her away from me, kept on replaying in my mind, judging me for my sins."Surely I wasn't that terrible," I defended myself, trying to make sense of the scenes that kept on tormenting me. It was as if I was finally beginning to see through my actions, see them through her eyes at that."I have to get her back," I said, waking up from the sleep to realize that it was all a dream. I looked at the face of the clock on the wall and saw that it was already night, around 8:00 or maybe closer to 10. I couldn't tell because I was too lazy to look up and focus my eyes while doing so.

Tanya's POV"I'll tell you a secret," he said to me, smiling at me. It was perfect. I had nothing else to talk to him about, nowhere to continue the conversation to postpone the inevitable, which made it wonderful that he would tell me something instead, keeping the conversation flowing."I'd love to hear it," I said, a bit too excited before hearing the actual words and wanting to run away from him as fast as possible. I was in for a round of suffering if he actually got me."I'm a sadist," he said, giving me a sadistic smile.I looked around the place, wondering whether I could flee from there. We were not compatible, never. I was not a person who liked pain, never had been, and from what he was saying, he wanted to torture me."But you just told me that you are not interested in me," I said to him, taking a step forward. For once, his eyes widened when he saw that."Well, I think we are progressing," he said. At that instant, I realized what I had done because of what he had said.

Rodrigo's povI tried my best to find him, but he had suddenly disappeared. It was almost as if he had hidden off somewhere, very far away from his car. It was a wonder how he got out of it without me knowing about it in the first place. After all, I had been watching him closely for any signs of movement so that I could intercept him. I hopped out of my car after waiting for another couple of minutes. It was only now that it occurred to me that I had wasted that valuable time for nothing. It would have been better spent looking for him, as now there was a chance that he would do something to harm her in my absence. There were numerous turns. Streets were everywhere, confusing me. If I were to look through all of them on foot, I would take forever. I did not have that much time to find what I was looking for, so I got back in the car the next instant and started cruising around, looking for her in every street. Some of the streets were longer than I wanted them to be. That was the

Rodrigo's POVI drove my car home as a sad feeling settled over me. My mission had failed ultimately, even though I had tried my best. She rejected me after I poured my heart out, but something about it seemed off.Maybe I still have a chance with her, I contemplated, knowing fully that I couldn't do without her for a long time. Just as I had confessed to her, I loved her and would not let her go. Although she had sent me away, she also said she loved me.Maybe she wants to give herself some time and distance from me before coming back, I thought, remembering that she had sent me away but did not seem to be angry at me anymore. With that hope in mind, I went into the house feeling slightly lighter. I could not imagine how I would spend the night without her, not knowing whether or not she was safe at the moment. But I knew that I had to. It was necessary for me because that might be the only way to get her back. Ultimately, she wanted a break from me, and as much as I hated it, I need

Rodrigo's POV It was more than an insult for a subordinate of mine to hit my brother directly in the face. I was pretty sure it was not meant as an act of disrespect, but, of course, Fabio wouldn't see it that way. He was supposed to beat me up—that was the course of the battle now—but my man had stepped in to intervene and had done a lot more than just defend against him for me. "How dare you!" he asked slowly, clutching his cheek as he looked at the man with fire in his eyes. I stood up as fast as I could, feeling the pain going through my leg. The person did not even care to help me stand up, making me feel hostile towards him. The one thing on my mind now was to call him off and probably insult him. Well, while I was at it, I could probably try to make things right with Fabio. I had only a couple of seconds to decide. I could still turn the situation around if I wanted to, but it would take a lot out of me. A simple word of "sorry" was not enough to make Fabio