All Chapters of The Don's Damsel: Brothers Of Blood Book One: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

I look around the room and then at Marco. "Best I could do with an hour." "It's great, thanks, Marco." It will do for now. "Look, Dario, I get what you're thinking, but there's no guarantee you can save him." I look towards him. "I know you think you can fix him, but that's highly unlikely. No one could fix you." "I had no one to try. No one noticed until it was too late." Dad only noticed my fucked up state when I was older, and he spent more time with me. Maybe had he been home and noticed, things would have been different. "Dario!" Turning, I look at him. "Forget it. I'm going to have to get used to the fact there will be three Dario's now." "Three?" I glance at him, confused. "You, the dog Bear who still has his crazy tendencies and now Alex." "Alex is not crazy." Alex isn't crazy. "Fine, whatever. The room is sorted. Everyone knows you're bringing Alex back here. Watch him around the dogs. We don't know how they will react to him." Nodding, I leave. As I reach the door,

We spent the day shopping. It was more to distract Evaline from what was happening. She's too consumed by it all to relax. Shopping helped; she quickly forgot about the fact someone might want her dead. She's been laughing while helping me figure out what to get everyone for Christmas. I thought she would be resistant and distant with Alex, yet she has spent more time with him than I have. I walk to the bedroom and peer through the door. She's sat on his bed reading the book as he cuddles against her. It makes me consider what our baby would have been like. What's even crazier is to think that our baby wouldn't be a baby anymore. We were both young, so right now if the baby had survived, they would have been nearly eighteen. I consider it as I walk down and into the office. It seemed like yesterday, but realising just how long ago it was hurts. "Dario!" I look up at her as she stands by the door. Her smile gets even more prominent. She looks amazing. I barely leave her alone these

I look at her, and fear builds within me. I'm scared she will leave me. I don't care what she does as long as she stays. “Don’t leave me. You don’t have to marry me or agree to have kids. You can have other men; just don’t leave me.” Her hands stroke through my hair. “I only want you and don’t plan to leave you, Dario. I agreed to have a baby, remember?”She looks at me, waiting. She didn't choose. She felt she had to agree. “You didn’t want to though.” “I did. I’m scared something bad will happen again, Dario. Actually, I'm fucking petrified, I can't go through that again." Her head drops, lifting it. I look at her. "It won't." "You can't be sure. Even if you kept me locked in a room, something could happen. I'm sorry, I should have just told you. Dario, I want a baby with you; I'm just scared." I pull her closer to me. "I'm sorry. I know I'm hard work." I was convinced she didn't want a baby because of me. I felt like she agreed just to keep me quiet. "Dario." She looks up at

I sit with Dario. His brothers and his dad are facing me. "You slept with him, just say." Marco laughs. "I did, but that isn't it. That time, I never returned; about a year into it, Dale had bought a holiday home. He sent me to it alone and told me not to leave as it wasn't safe. I stayed there for maybe six months. A few weeks after I got there, the guy showed up. He basically moved in with me." I see Carlos' mouth drop open. "He never stayed in one place!" "He stayed with me. Dale would send maybe one message a week saying I wasn't safe and to stay hidden. If I tried messaging him, it wouldn't go through. I told him I couldn't keep calling him Mad Hatter, so he said to call him Tim for now. That wasn't his name, I don't think. He confided in me, told me about his childhood and things, and I know I should have said, but I saw him as a friend." Which was stupid. "And now you don't? Why?" Marco looks at me, waiting. "Because now I realise he was trying to get information from me.

Dario's arms stay around me as we dance. He started out fine, but in the past week, he's been slowly drowning and getting lost in his mind. I know he's constantly overthinking what is happening. Everything I try fails. Sex works while we're having sex, and then he's back in his head. It's taking so much effort to keep him here and with us. The last thing we need is for something to happen and for him to slip away in his mind and not wait for answers. So, I need to keep his mind off Mad Hatter or Tim, as they haven't been able to find anything. Marco even tried to send a message out for my dad in the hope he would reply and give us something, but it's been silent. I lean up and kiss his lips. "We haven't spoken about how many kids you want." I smile, and he looks at me so damn confused. "Babies, Dario, how many do you want?" "I just want you." My eyes roll. "You have me. We have Alex. I want to know about us making babies. How many?" He seems to be considering it. "I would be hap