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All Chapters of The Don's Forbidden Muse: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6
6 Chapters
Prologue
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
I watch as the rain comes down in sheets, battering against the windows, blurring the world beyond. Had this been a different scene, I would say it was beautiful, but that's far from the case. Inside the villa, everything is chaos. The room is a mess—furniture overturned, glass scattered across the floor, and something red that shouldn’t be there, is spread across the marble like a warning. I step over it, barely feeling the cold seep into my shoes.My hands are shaking and I can’t breathe. I can’t think. I’m frozen, trapped in this moment that feels like it’s dragging on forever. I can hear his breathing, heavy and sharp. He is standing in the center of the room, a shadow of the man I thought I knew. His eyes are wild, watching my hand that's gripping a gun I never thought I would hold, and I’m shaking—terrified of what’s happening, terrified of what I’ve done.“Renée,” he says, his voice breaking through the silence like a razor. I can’t tell if it’s anger or desperation. Maybe both
Last Updated : 2024-12-11One
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
I probably spent my last dime on this gown, but I kind of needed to fit into this ball without anyone suspecting I was out of place, so I went all out on it. It is a sleek black dress that clings to my curves with a slide slit. It is far more glamorous than anything I’ve ever worn, hell, I rarely dress up and I am not quite a fan of dresses, I could count the number of dresses I own in my closet, and they aren’t a lot, but tonight, I need to look the part. I even hired a makeup artist to achieve this flawless look. I don’t trust myself to create the perfect makeup for such an event, and it was worth every penny. I adjust my mask, and take in a deep breath. I am nervous. This is my first time not just attending a masquerade ball, but one that is being attended by the who and who in the society, the big names, from politicians to billionaires, and without forgetting the leaders of the mafia groups. I don’t even know how such groups get to mingle because from all I know about mafia grou
Last Updated : 2024-12-12Two
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
I'm nervously tapping my fingers on the steering wheel as I navigate through the maze of Bellacity’s winding streets. Last night was a sleepless blur, my mind is haunted by the memory of Alessandro’s intense gaze and the shiver his voice sent down my spine. Even the scent of his cologne still lingers in my nose. How could a stranger, a dangerous one at that, unsettle me so deeply with so few words? I shake off the memory. I need to focus on my work, not on the enigmatic man who is behind bars now.Dell said I had done a good job and that I shouldn’t worry about my safety because he could guarantee it, but no matter how hard he tried to convince me, I couldn’t help but worry. He wouldn’t understand even one bit of it because I was the one who was forced to seduce one of the most ruthless people not just in the city, but in the country. I was the one tasked with getting him apprehended. Me, some stranger from a different land who no one would miss if I disappeared. I took a risk that co
Last Updated : 2024-12-14Three
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
'Honey'She called him honey.She takes striking steps toward us, her heels clicking softly against the pavement, then stands beside Alessandro. The closer she gets, the more I realize she is even more gorgeous up close. She walks like she owns the room, and watching her stand next to him, I don’t think I have ever seen a couple as perfect together as they are.“Are you okay, sweetheart?” she asks, her voice laced with genuine concern. I am a little surprised that she would ask that. “I hope my husband and his little minion bullies aren’t bothering you,” she adds, and I am taken aback by what she just said. Alessandro is her husband. He is married!My mind flashes back to the ball, remembering how I flirted with him and how he was clearly flirting back. I feel a pang of embarrassment.Didn’t the FBI think that was something I ought to know before sending me on a mission to flirt with a married mafia lord? I am starting to think they don’t exactly care about my safety, because if he ha
Last Updated : 2024-12-14Four
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
I am awoken by a throbbing pain in my head and feel disoriented. I can smell a mix of blood and chemicals around me, and when I open my eyes, I realize I am in what looks like an abandoned building. My first instinct is to try and walk out of this place, but I realize that I can barely move. My arms are stretched above me, my wrists bound together and tied to something high above. My feet can barely touch the ground, and I realize that I’m standing, my body suspended awkwardly.My heart starts racing as I remember the last thing that happened to me before this moment. I was kidnapped by some men in masks. I don’t know what is going on, but I am scared.“Boo!” a voice startles me, and when I look up, it’s a man standing in front of me, a toothpick jutting from the corner of his mouth and a smirk on his lips. It is one of Alessandro’s bodyguards, the one that was at the gate a while ago—Mateo, if I remember correctly. A surge of panic overwhelms me as I realize what has just happened. I
Last Updated : 2025-01-16Five
The Don's Forbidden Muse/Khandasi
His jaw tightens, and he motions for Mateo to untie my wrists. As the bindings fall away, I rub my sore wrists, trying to ignore the lingering ache and the aftershocks of pain from the electrocution. I can barely feel my legs. I wipe my tears with the back of my hand and take a deep breath before letting out a shaky exhale."Leave us," Alessandro orders, his tone tolerating no argument. Luca and Mateo exchange a glance before exiting the room, leaving me alone with him. I can see the reluctance in Luca’s steps as he leaves. It is clear that he still wanted to torture me.I reach to take off the mask but he stops me."The mask stays on," “What do you want from me?” I ask, trying to keep my voice steady despite the terror coursing through me.He doesn’t answer immediately. He just studies me, his gaze intense and thoughtful. He grabs a seat and pushes it toward me to sit on. I don’t. My knees are killing me and my
Last Updated : 2025-01-16
