All Chapters of Snatched By The Don: My Enemy's Father : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Kaan’s POVSeeing her crying stirred a weird feeling inside me. I wanted to do everything for her, but I couldn't give her what she wanted. Soni was already going through enough punishment. The fight from last night, she was badly injured but that didn't make me change my mind regarding her task. She's repeatedly apologized, but I didn't soften up, because her apologies weren't enough to undo the damage she's done to the woman I wanted. I pulled her closer to comfort her, but she tried to pull away a moment after she melted into me. I knew she was angry at me again, and she must be thinking I let Soni get away with it. “Don't stress me, Rena. Behave,” I said and she looked up at me through those teary wide eyes, then she pouted. She looked cute, like a baby when she does that. It lifted the burden on my chest. Whatever wild thought runs through her mind sometimes? My phone rang. She wanted to pull away but I held her in place with one hand and answered the call with my free hand

Kaan’s POV. After she fell asleep, I laid there for a long time, listening to her gentle breathing and feeling her warmth against my side. I couldn't help but think about how fragile she seemed, how vulnerable. And yet, at the same time, she had a strength and resilience that I admired. I gently stroked her hair, feeling a sense of protectiveness wash over me. I would do anything to keep her safe, to make sure she never had to go through anything like this again. My phone rang and I got out of bed to take it. Standing at the balcony, watching the night city, I spoke, “Speak.”“Boss, we found the doctor.” “I'll be there shortly,” I ...replied and ended the call. I grabbed my shoes and slipped them on. As I turned to leave, my gaze lingered on Rena for a long while, unwilling to leave her alone. But I knew I had to go, to uncover the truth and make sure she was safe from harm. I could see there was more to this fiasco than met the eye. At the hospital, the doctor was said to have

Rena’s POV. I was shocked when he told me he killed Mark. Why would he do that? But on second thought, he wasn't a mad man. He wouldn't just kill him unless Mark did something wrong. I didn't know how right I was, but decided to give him the benefit of the doubt. “Did he do something wrong?” I asked, and he stared at me for a long time, as if he didn't expect me to react calmly to the news. “He called me a coward,” he replied. What?! That was the reason? He KILLED A HUMAN BEING BECAUSE THEY INSULTED HIM? Wow! And this man he killed so willfully was someone who was important to finding Bianca! I didn't know how to react. I was pissed. How could he? “He was important to finding my mom!” I said through gritted teeth. “I fished out what he knew.” He said and nonchalantly grabbed his phone to play me Mark's voice recording. After hearing that Bianca didn't have a relapse, but did that only so I'd go find my ex-boss, I felt betrayed and disappointed. Why does she always hurt me?

Rena’s POV. Sitting in a sleek black car, my gaze remained fixed on the marriage certificate in my hands. I couldn't believe it. This man had pulled me out of bed this morning, made me take a shower, and got me into a beautiful white dress and then dragged me to the courthouse, all without telling me what was going on. And now, I was staring at a marriage certificate with our names on it: Rena Yaman and Demir .K. Ferrente. Our official wedding was supposed to be tomorrow, why did he suddenly register our marriage today? Was it because of what happened last night? Thinking of the make out we did last night, my face flushed. Good thing he wasn't in the car with me, otherwise, I wouldn't have known what to do right now, though I was a bit annoyed that he suddenly had things to sort out after we registered our marriage. It was also good that he wasn't here. At least, I can do other things before he returns. With that in mind, I lifted my head and said to the driver, a black muscular

Kaan’s POV. I was in fact angry at her. I told her to wait for me at the hotel but she felt the need to disobey me and go off on her own. I couldn't shake the feeling that she was trying to test me, to see how far she could push me. I had rules, and I expected them to be followed. And Rena, my beautiful, stubborn wife, doesn't seem to understand that. I glanced over at her, watching as she bit her lip and looked up at me with those big, innocent eyes. My anger faltered for a moment, but I pushed it back, reminding myself that I couldn't let her get away with this kind of behavior.“I'm sorry,” she said, lowering her gaze. Her apology was like a punch to the gut. I hadn't expected her to surrender so easily. I looked at her, taking in the sight of her downcast eyes and the faint blush on her cheeks. Something about it stirred a protective instinct in me, and I felt my anger begin to dissipate. "Rena," I said, my voice softer than I intended. "Look at me.”She did, lifting her gaze.