Lahat ng Kabanata ng Snatched By The Don: My Enemy's Father : Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

I had reservations about this plan from the start. A nagging feeling told me something was off, but I wouldn't uncover the truth by staying behind. Still, nothing could have prepared me for the shock that awaited me at the coffee shop. As I entered the VIP area, I was met with a room full of familiar faces - Luca, Bianca, Butler Marco, and Alessia, all gathered in one place. But it was Soni's presence that caught me most off guard. She lounged in her chair, exuding an air of nonchalant superiority, her arm draped lazily over the backrest as she gazed at me with a smirk. My eyes widened in shock, threatening to pop out of their sockets. Didn't Demir assure me that Soni would never betray him? A pang of sorrow struck my heart as I thought of my husband's unwavering trust in his daughter. He had confided in her, relied on her, and yet… "Welcome, Rena, we've been waiting for you," he said, his tone implying that I was a long-overdue guest at a party I never wanted to attend.

Pain. My mind registered an excruciating pain shooting through my entire body. An involuntary groan escaped my lips as I arched my back, my muscles tensing in response to the agony. Trying to open my eyes, the world around me blurred, fading into a dull haze as the pain consumed me. I felt like I was being torn apart from the inside out, my very cells screaming in protest. A faint, desperate thought echoed through my mind and my lips moved; “Make it stop...please, make it stop…” I mouthed, barely registering my own voice. “Boss, she's awake.” “She's finally awake? Why is she so slow? I've been waiting for hours. Help her hasten it." ‘Splash!’Cold, icy water hit me like a slap in the face, shocking me out of the haze. I gasped, my eyes flying open as I struggled against the chains binding me to the wall. The pain still lingered, but it was no longer the all-consuming force it had been moments before. I blinked rapidly, trying to clear the fog from my vision. A blurry figure st

Soni ~ “She's lost a lot of blood and needs a transfusion as soon as possible, but the hospital has run out of blood. We need –""What's her blood type?" I asked, my voice firm and urgent. The doctor hesitated for a moment before responding, "She's AB negative, one of the rarest blood types." “I am AB negative,” I offered. Our Ferrente hospital had an abundance of AB negative blood types, but I couldn't take Rena to the estate hospital. Not when the enemies were rooted in our family, and wanted her dead. The doctor was related. However, his joy was cut short when he noticed that I had also lost a lot of blood from the cut on the side of my stomach. "We can't take blood from you, you're already critically low." He turned to a nurse, “Make urgent calls to see if anyone in the hospital has the same–” I grabbed the doctor's arm, my eyes flashing with coldness, “I said take my blood. If anything happens to her, your life won't be enough to pay for it." The doctor's eyes widened, an

Rena~ It's been a week since the incident and I'd returned home from the hospital with Soni, but Demir had left again after staying two days with me. I wondered where he went. And Soni too was absent, leaving me alone in the large house. Even Marco was gone. Right, he was a mole, and must have been dealt with by now. And I guess it wasn't just him, because many of the servants had disappeared too. I was bored of staying indoors, so I went to the gym house and to my surprise, Malik, the guy who protected me with his life in Turkey, was there, working out. “Malik?” I called out excitedly. After that incident, where he saved me in Turkey - he and Michael - this was my first time seeing him. “Mrs. Ferrente,” he rose to his feet. “It's been a while,” he said with a smile. “Right. I asked around for you some time ago and heard you traveled.” He nodded, “Boss gave me a two month holiday, so I traveled with my family.” “Oh,” I smiled. Demir sure knew how to take care of his people. I

Pablo~They were all fools.The mayor. The other dons. Even Kaan, with his clean-cut suits and those sharp, unforgiving eyes. He thought peace could be bought with threats and forced surrender.I chuckled. The fool didn’t know we were already sharpening the knives, waiting impatiently to butcher him. The general meeting ended at dusk with Kaan’s agreement for a ceasefire, rebuilding the city, and unity for Sicily’s sake. The mayor looked like he'd die if Kaan didn't agree. And when the idiot did, the Mayor was like a newlywed, married for love. Stupid. It was comical. Kaan looked smug when Alessia stood and bowed her head to him, declaring surrender, begging him not to hurt her clan. What a performance, what a laughable joke. Everything made me laugh. Honestly, I couldn't stop laughing, even now. That bitch played him. She baited him. And the so-called almighty Kaan fell for it. “Hahahaha…!… We met an hour later in an abandoned stone chapel on the outskirts of Trapani. The per