All Chapters of The Don's Damsel: Brothers Of Blood Book One: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

I walked out of that room hearing her screams and cries, and left my heart with her. Even leaving it there though did nothing to help hide the pain. Pain from knowing I caused her to be upset, and be hurt. Pain from knowing I may never see her again. Stepping into the car I close the door.“You good?” Lorenzo asks and they all look at me. I give a quick nod when in reality I’m not. The drive there is silent, and I try to push everything down, but for some reason, with the feelings being for her, I can’t.They are boiling over the edge, which isn’t good. I know somewhere inside of her she will forgive me if I return, and even if I don’t. I don’t think I will ever forgive myself for hurting her. Just hours ago, I promised never to lie or hurt her, and I failed. I had to, though, as failing to protect her is far worse.Sitting on the plane, I take out my phone and pull up the video. My eyes watch her. She’s still fighting to get out, and the whole place is trashed. I should be there.“Pu

After I took the cigar, Caiu called in the family, his and mine. Something tells me he knew they would come, and he wanted them here as well. I underestimated all this, I got everything wrong. If I had known I would be going home to Lucia, I would have happily told her I was leaving.It was the fear of the unknown that made me hide it. I watched both families walk in, their eyes on me, and the cigar and I could see their questions. Then it was silence when Caiu announced to his kids they were under me, and from now on they took my orders.You would hear a pin drop with how deathly quiet it went. Caiu quickly explained that he himself would be contacting people and ensuring they knew my orders were the ones to follow, even after his death. He said it in a way that made his own children realise they couldn’t go behind his back once he died.I have a month. One month to enjoy my marriage to Lucia, then things get busy as that is the moment he steps down and passes everything to me. At le

It’s been a year, and so much changed. We now have our daughter. With my legs crossed, I lean forward, my eyes taking in the words on the screen. So much needed to be answered from my mother and Rocco’s relationship.It turns out Rocco is a fucking pro at hiding things. It’s taken a year, but all those secret messages, letters and pictures are now in front of me. Marco was wrong when he thought Rocco didn’t know about me. He did.The only reason things went so badly for me was because he kept it hidden. He died, and that meant he wasn’t still having an affair with my mother and getting updates.From everything I have seen and read so far, it’s clear that he loved my mum. He didn’t consider his death, however. While my mother and I were safe with him alive, it’s clear once he died, that ended. It’s clear my mother had been insistent that I was kept a secret and that no one would know the truth.I discovered Rocco was paying my mum far more than her job was worth. The numbers don’t matc

I wake up in an unfamiliar room. A hotel room, I glance around but don't see a woman. Typically, I use hotels with a woman, so where is she? My mind fights to remember last night. I vaguely remember her, I think. I know I wanted her more than anyone ever before.Now, though, it's blank. Nothing at all comes to me. I can't even remember the first drink, let alone fucking someone. I glance towards the bin and see the used condoms. I fucked her. A lot, apparently, I can't remember that. I fight with my own mind to remember what I did last night. I fail.Usually, I leave before they wake, not the other way around. I stayed, I remember I stayed because I liked her. God, I am so fucked I can't remember shit. Getting showered and throwing on last night's clothes, I leave. My mind is focused on who it was, trying to remember.I know I shouldn't drink so much, but it's either drink, fight or fuck, and apparently, yesterday, I did all three, which is impressive. Stepping inside the house, I smi

TodayI step in through the door and see her. She's here, in my house? I look at Harry and the others and realise Alice is the maid of honour. I'm not sure that's a good thing.Walking into the office, I sit down."Alice?" I look at Marco."What about her?" He turns to me. "Oh fuck, what have you done?""Nothing, okay, something. A warning as well, I've fucked her."Marco groans. "This is going to blow up. Just make sure you fix shit before the wedding."I can't blame him for worrying, his wedding is in a week, and I just announced I fucked the maid of honour. "I will, I remembered when I had slept with her, so I will apologise.""Do more than apologise, Lorenzo. Make sure you say it like you mean it; don't make it a joke."I nod, accepting his answer. "What's the plan for Harry?" I know he is leaving it."Still debating that topic. I wanted to leave it, but we uncovered more, so I will watch and see how he behaves with her when I'm not there." Sitting, he talks to us about the inform