All Chapters of The Don's Daughter: Love & Betrayal: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"I'm sorry but you must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Marianna. If you're looking for Carina, my condolences then. She died a few days ago" I tell the woman who for some reason hasn't stopped smiling. "My dear, I think you've worn that skin for so long that you've forgotten who you truly are" "I think you should leave before I ask my men to drag you out" I snap because she's starting to piss me off. Who does she think she is to walk in here and start spouting nonsense? "You're still feisty as always. I'm glad to see just how strong and powerful you've become" "Who the fuck are you?" I ask pushing Cris's hands off me. I don't remember her saying her name and I don't think we've met before. "Up close you're really beautiful. You don't know how long I've waited to see you, to talk to you, and to touch you" She moves forward and lifts her hand towards me but I take a step back. Cris steps in front of me, blocking her view of me. "Marianna, do you know who this wo

Everyone, from the staff to the Don's men were tired of the bickering, screams, the fights, and the mess. The only time those two stopped was when they were asleep or one of them was out of the house. Not even the Don's presence could get them to settle down. They'd go off in front of him despite knowing how explosive his anger was. Not that he cared. The girls could kill each other and he would ask for a glass of whiskey or brandy. Sometimes it was as if they were invisible to him. No one understood why he didn't bother separating them. Especially since one of them wasn't his biological daughter. Dara, who had worked in the mansion the longest, had told them how the Don neglected his oldest daughter from the moment she was born. He had been looking forward to having a son, you see but after he found out it was a girl, he'd lost interest. "I don't care what you do with her. Just make sure she grows up fast. I might have use for her later" he'd said. That meant, Marianna Lombardi gre

She looks like an angel when she's sleeping. I've been sitting here waiting for her to wake up so I could tell her what I found. I don't know how she's going to take it. The arrival of her mother hit her hard. Combined with the past few days, I'm not sure she'll be able to take any more shocks but she has to know this before anyone else. By anyone else I mean Giovanni. I see all the things he's doing to try and get Maria... Carina to trust him. Fuck, it's going to be hard to call her that. Even though I've known all along who she was, calling her Carina is just weird. She told me everything after I rescued her from one of the guys she'd tried to blackmail for Lombardi. I'm not sorry that asshole is dead by the way. I hope he rots in hell or wanders around and sees just how strong Carina is now. The guy she was trying to blackmail was Russian and Lombardi wanted to force him to do business together. That Russian prick wasn't scared of Lombardi. He stuck Carina in the basement saying t

The past few weeks have been hectic. Trying to recover from the attack and keeping my business on top hasn't been easy. I had to use a bit of money from my personal account to compensate for the merchandise Mari took from me. Alone, it wouldn't have mattered but put together with the money Fausto stole from me, things weren't looking too good. Luckily I had Nev by my side and even though he's been mad at me for dating his kidnapper, he helped me with everything I needed. The only reason I'm here was because I knew he would take care of things while I was away. I might have pretended to let Tommaso convince me to bring him to the Maldives. He begged me day and night and I couldn't refuse him. Although his father wasn't buying that bullshit. We both know I would have eventually followed her even without Tommaso's nagging. I've been on a few dates with Mari but since she left my house, she hasn't gone back. She was scared the guys wouldn't welcome her like they did the first time becaus

"Insecure much?" "No. But we all know just how you've always coveted my things ever since we were kids" She couldn't stand that my hair was shinier than hers so she cut it. And there was that time she said a dress was ugly until I put it on. The designer gushed about the color suiting me anyway and the next thing I know, Marianna wants it back. I've never understood where her hatred for me came from and it's even more puzzling now that I know we're related. If she hadn't been so mean, I believe we would have been the best of friends. We could have grown up together and covered for each other whenever Padre got pissed. Maybe my life would have been bearable. But it's too late now. What's done is done. There is no going back. "Gee, I have my own boyfriend. I'm not interested in yours" I can see the look in her eyes. It reminds me of when we were kids and she was about to do something that would get me in trouble. God, why isn't she dead? Cris takes my hand, kissing my palm. "Let's