All Chapters of Accidentally Kidnapping The Don: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chase POVWe all sit there, staring at each other, the weight of Blake's idea hanging in the air like a storm about to break. Each of us has our concerns about what it would mean for her to go back to work now, the risks, the dangers. For me, the idea of her returning there is out of the question. It’s a risk we can’t afford to take.Blake breaks the silence with a laugh, though it’s more forced than genuine. “You know, we could just tell her we want her to stay,” he says, a hint of desperation in his tone. “Then she’d know exactly how we feel.”But both Jax and I shake our heads almost in unison.Blake turns his frustration toward me, pointing an accusatory finger. “Of course, you wouldn’t agree, Chase. You never let anyone in.”He thinks he’s got me figured out, that my reluctance is about keeping my walls up. But it’s not that simple. “No, Blake, it’s not about that,” I respond, my voice firm. “I don’t want her to feel obligated to stay just because we helped her or because we want

Dhalia POVI’m not entirely sure how it happened. One minute, I was kissing Chase, and then a sudden wave of boldness washed over me—I thought I might try to take things further, half-expecting him to refuse, object, or push me away. After all, he constantly seemed reluctant to let me in.But he didn’t. Instead, he met my desire with his own, and now here I am, still resting against him, too tired and too satisfied to care about anything else at the moment.Chase shifts beneath me, gently adjusting my clothes and his, but he keeps me on his lap, holding me close as if he’s not ready to let go just yet. It’s only then that I notice the lights coming back on, casting a soft glow around us. The music has lowered as well, creating a quiet, almost intimate atmosphere. I peer up at Chase, curious and a bit dazed.He gives me a small, reassuring smile and leans in closer, his breath warm against my ear. “How do you feel about going back to work? If I can ensure you’re safe and that no one wi

Dhalia POVWhen we get back to the house, I smile sweetly at Chase and Blake, feeling a warmth that’s hard to describe.Blake pouts at me, his expression playful but tinged with a bit of hurt. “You called me an asshole!” he says, looking almost like a wounded puppy.I can’t help but laugh softly as I wrap my arms around his neck, leaning in to kiss his cheek before whispering in his ear, “That was for Chase, not you.” I follow it up with a gentle kiss on his neck before leaning back, smiling at the way his eyes soften.“Right, drinks!” Keeley suddenly announces, pushing between Blake and me. With a dramatic sigh, Blake turns on his heel and walks away without a second thought.“Hey!” I call after him, annoyed at how Keeley treated him at that moment, but Blake is already walking off, and I’m left feeling a bit frustrated.“He’s fine, don’t worry,” Keeley says, waving off my concern as she turns back to me with a knowing smile. “Besides, I need to give you an update.”Before I can resp

Chase POVI wanted us to run through the plan for the hunting game before it happens, but my mind keeps drifting. I can’t shake the uneasy feeling that Dhalia might panic and freak out when the time comes. But it’s too late to backtrack now. The week has flown by, and she’s settled into a routine, spending her days working and her nights with us. She’s become a part of our family, and the bond between all of us has only grown stronger. Still, there’s this lingering uncertainty—she hasn’t told us if she plans to stay or leave. Her decision remains a mystery, and I can’t help but wonder if she already knows but isn’t telling us.“Chase!” Blake’s voice snaps me out of my thoughts, louder than usual, and I realise I’ve been zoning out, lost in my worries. I wasn’t paying attention to whatever conversation was happening, but right now, all I care about is finding out whether Dhalia is staying or going. We only have a couple of days left until we deal with Carl, and the uncertainty is eatin

Dhalia POV TW: Please note, this Chapter has some serious blood/period scenes/play. So many may just want to skip to the last few paragraphs. Jax drops me onto the bed, his body towering over mine, and I shake my head. I'm not comfortable with this, no matter how much people say it's normal and helps. "What's your fear, Sweetness?" Jax asks as he nibbles against my ear before licking along my neck. "It's blood, Jax!" What more reason is there? "If blood fears you, how will you cope in a couple of nights?" His head raises, and he looks at me. "That's different; it's not period blood; it's normal blood." How can he not understand that? He throws his head back and laughs loudly. I don't think that it's funny at all. His fingers grip the top of my leggings before he yanks them down forcefully and off me entirely. I open my mouth to protest, but his mouth slams onto mine, and his tongue glides into my mouth. It's too easy to give in to him when he's kissing me. His fingers stroke