All Chapters of Sierra Morgan: The Don’s Bride: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The sky was overcast, matching the somber mood at the Rinaldi family estate. The garden, usually vibrant and full of life, felt muted under the gray clouds. Relatives, both close and distant, came together for Isla Grace Rinaldi's private funeral, displaying sorrowful expressions on their faces. The fragrance of lilies and roses filled the air as the flowers were carefully placed around the casket.Dominic Rinaldi, the oldest brother and leader of the Rinaldi family, stood at the forefront with a blend of firm resilience and profound sorrow evident on his face. He inhaled deeply before moving ahead to speak to the grieving crowd.Dominic started by saying “ Thank you all for coming to the private funeral service. Isla meant a lot to all of us, her presence in all of how lives was calm but full of care. She illuminated our lives, symbolizing hope and love. Her generosity, her joy, her energy... these are qualities we will always hold close to our hearts.”Sierra Evelyn Morgan, with red

As the sun set at the Rinaldi mansion, shadows spread over the garden with a special memorial spot for Isla. With his hands in his pockets, Dominic stood at the edge of the garden, watching the flickering candles. His sister's absence was a large, painful injury, fresh and sore.Sierra quietly neared, her steps almost inaudible on the gravel road. "Dominic?"He turned, his eyes meeting hers. "Hey, Sierra."She gave him a small, sad smile. "I thought I'd find you here."Dominic nodded, his gaze returning to the candles. "It's peaceful here. Feels like she's still with us, in a way."Sierra stepped closer, her hand brushing his arm. "She is. In our hearts."He glanced at her, a flicker of something unreadable in his eyes. "You miss her a lot, don't you?"Sierra's eyes filled with tears. "She was my best friend. I don't know how to do this without her."Dominic wrapped an arm around her shoulders, pulling her close. "We'll find a way. Together."Sierra leaned into him, her voice barely a

The limousine glided through the softly lit roads of Philadelphia, the quietness inside the car filled with excitement. Raul, head of the Mexican gang, leaned back, his gaze fixed on the city view outside the tinted windows. Sitting across from him, Mr. Nakamura the underboss of the Yakuza gang, and second in command to Kazuya Takeda the leader of the gang. He straightened his tie and cleared his throat."Raul," Nakamura began, his tone formal, "I must remind you to be on your best behavior today. Kazuya-sama is going to be late to the meeting today because he is attending to personal business. You see he has special guests. So please be on your best behavior today"Raul smirked, leaning forward slightly. "Special guest, huh? Let me guess Kazuya's family from Japan is arriving today—his grandma and his daughter, right?"“How did you…?” Nakamura asked as he was shocked by Raul’s knowledge of Kazuya's personal life.“Miguel might have been a scared old fool, but he made sure to do all h

The heavy oak door creaked open, echoing through the grand yet somber mansion. Kazuya Takeda stood at the threshold, his face a mask of controlled emotion. He watched as his mother-in-law, Mrs. Park, shuffled in, her frail form supported by a cane."Mother," he greeted tersely, stepping aside to let her in. Behind her, Sarai Min Jae followed, her eyes scanning the opulent interior with a mix of nostalgia and unease."Save your greetings for someone who cares Kazuya," Mrs. Park replied, her voice hoarse. "I wouldn't have come if it weren't for Sarai. The poor girl just wants to see her father."Sarai, now a striking 21-year-old woman, stood awkwardly, clutching her bag. "Dad," she said softly.Kazuya's eyes softened briefly. "Sarai. It's been too long." Kazuya steps close to her extending his arm with an invitation to hug. “Come, my dear.” He said as he hugged his daughter and she hugged him back. Sarai had been living with her grandmother for the last six years. Mrs Park had previousl

The day leading to the attack on the Yakuza gang left the mansion in a rare moment of calm. The tension had given way to a fragile sense of peace. As night fell, Dominic found himself outside Sierra's room, his mind swirling with thoughts of their recent trials and her unexpected loyalty.He knocked softly. "Sierra, it's me."The door opened, and Sierra stood there, her eyes meeting his. "Dominic. What’s up?""I thought we could talk," Dominic said, a faint smile playing on his lips. "And maybe have a drink."Sierra's eyes sparkled with curiosity. "A drink, huh? Sounds like you have something more in mind.""Perhaps," Dominic replied with a wink. "Join me in the study?"Sierra agreed by nodding and closing the door behind her while she walked behind him down the hallway. The research was cozy and welcoming, with a fire crackling in the fireplace. Dominic filled two wine glasses and passed one to Sierra."To survive another day," he toasted, raising his glass. As he was indicating the