All Chapters of The Don's Daughter: Love & Betrayal: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I didn't think I could actually sleep after everything. Despite the painkillers the doctor gave me, my face still hurt and my mind wouldn't shut down. The scene from the club kept repeating itself over and over again as if it were in a loop in my head. While I always expected something like that to happen, I never thought it would affect me like this. I'm a strong woman, one that doesn't scare easily. But I've learned that strong or not, I'm still a woman, who needs to feel protected once in a while. That's why I turned to De Luca. For some reason, I feel safe in his hands. He's physically bigger than that asshole but with him, I know he'll never hurt me like that. We argue a lot, over stupid stuff mostly, but the second his lips touch mine, I forget everything. I know it won't always be like this and I'm not expecting anything from him. I just need his arms for one night. To erase the bad memories and give me comfort. I promise myself that come tomorrow, he might not want to see my

"Hey babe. Are you sure they're all off?" "I'm disappointed in you. Can you have some faith in me?" "I do trust you but if there's even a slight miscalculation, we could die. Do you understand that?" "I love you too, asshole" he snaps before hanging up. Silvano can be such a drama queen sometimes. But he's good at what he does so maybe it is my fault for doubting his skills. I'll make it up to him later. "Okay, Gianna. You're up next. Will you be okay?" "Relax. I've got this" she says pushing her breasts up. I don't know if they could go any further up though. The pushup bra she's wearing is doing all the work. Dressed in tiny shorts and an even tinier crop top, I guess she could never be more ready than she is. "You know what to do. Right?" "Jesus Paulo, I can do this" "Come back safe, okay? Mari will kill me if anything happens to you" "It's good to know I'm more important than you. See you on the other side boys" she winks then walks away. This is the third and l

"Marianna, why are you walking around my house dressed like that?" De Luca snaps. He looks angry but I know he's just frustrated. The poor man has been forced to watch as I strut around his house half-naked but hasn't been allowed to touch. Well, it's more like he's the one keeping the distance while I work tirelessly to get his attention. It's been a week since I asked him to leave my room and it seems he's holding a grudge. The petty bastard. But he gets points for the control he's displayed so far. His men? Not so much. Batting my eyelashes at him, I ask "Dressed like what?" "Like... Fuck, you're practically naked, woman" "And how do you know I have nothing under this T-shirt?" "Because I can see your nipples poking through it." He grits out "Are you trying to test my men's patience? Cover yourself" "Bras are uncomfortable and my girls need to breathe. Unless it's absolutely necessary, I don't bother with them" I say straightening my back, so that my breasts are pressing ag

"Keep your eyes on me. I want to see them when I fuck you and I want you to always remember that I own this pussy. It's mine now. If you let another man anywhere near it, I will fucking kill them. Do you understand?" That includes Paulo. Whatever they had ends now. "Technically this pussy is mine since it's attached to my body but if you want we can swap. Modern-day technology has advanced and it's now possible to have gender-affirming surgery... Ow!" "Keep talking and see how I'll shut you up," I say, slapping her inner thigh. Lazily rubbing myself up and down her length and coating my cock with her juices. With her hair splayed on my pillow and a tint of pinks on her cheeks, she looks relaxed. Sated. The smile on her face makes me feel like I won some kind of lottery. This is how it should be. I want her to always look at me the way she's doing now. Open, vulnerable, unguarded. Never with fear or hurt. "Are you going to tease me all night? I'm kind of running out of patience he

I think I'm enjoying this too much. I should have insisted on leaving last night but with Cris's arms around me, I couldn't. I gave in easily after convincing myself that it was the last time. I wanted to be with him so we spent the whole night doing all sorts of things I wouldn't be able to do after everything changes. The funny thing is I can't even bring myself to regret anything. Cris has a way of making me feel like the most beautiful, amazing woman in the world. He didn't bring up his feelings which in a way, made this easier for me. If the focus is on sex, I don't have to overanalyze what I'm feeling and why I'm being stupid. This morning, my brilliant self came up with another excuse to spend one more day with him. I can't leave without knowing how he tastes. I've imagined how he'd feel in my mouth, the look in his eyes while I suck him and now I can't move. The adoration in his eyes, the way he takes care of me and just knows what I need. This is a first for me. Having someo