All Chapters of The Don’s Reluctant Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

UNKNOWN "I fucking told you to let it be. You will put us in trouble!" My brother's voice was too loud, even from the phone. I grunted, looking around the lonely street to see if anyone was in sight. It was a run down street, with hardly any soul walking through that wasn't a criminal or a drug addict. Even homeless people stayed away. Yet it is where I currently found myself in. I looked down at my injured hand, tying the cloth around the bullet grazing tighter, so as not to get any blood on the floor. It was more than a graze, and to think I was shot by my own man. Although it was a mistake. "You don't expect me to sit down and let Luca take my business deal from me." I bellowed. "I have worked hard... you and me both.. for the past few months, and next thing I see is his mole trying to sabotage me. No way in hell was I going to sit and let things slide." "Well you didn't have to fucking turn the casino into a bloodbath! Now we are banned, and if word gets around th

ELENAI woke up to sunlight.And the feel of a very warm hard body behind me.I blinked, confused as hell.Where was I? And why did it smell lie delicious spicy male colgne?I jerked as my instincts kicked in, trying to move from the body, but was kept in place by big arms that wrapped around me like a cacoon. Huh?"You are finally awake?" Luca's gruff baritone vibrated down the length of my back. I gasped at the sound, wondering why I was in this position. And it felt so good."What happened? Why am I here?" I was enjoying his warmth too much, and all thoughts of leaving escaped my mind as he pulled me even closer."You passed out." he murmured close to my ears, "We rushed you to the hospital. You woke up on the way, then passed out again. Anyway, I decided to bring you home, since you can get better care here." I shut my eyes tight, remembering what had happened. The man... Samuel... me pulling the trigger, fully intending to kill him. I had never shot at a person before. I had bee

LUCAThe phone pressed to my ear was hot as fuck, but I couldn't give a shit. It wasn't as hot as I was feeling inside from all the anger inside of me."Alberto, you have absolutely now right to talk to me like that. You were in the middle of that fight and I am yet to know why. So don't come at me with your bloody reverse psychology because it would not work."Fabio, had pulled a copy of the CCTV footage from the casino, and just moments before the chaos happened and the CCTV was trashed, I could see Alberto walk in.The crazy part was, I had been parked right in front with both, and hadn't seen anything.Yet here he was, blaming me for putting his daughter in danger."What I do and where I go is none of your business, son. And I am very well in the right to hold you accountable for my daughter. She is a fucking asset to me, whether she is your wife or not!" his words struck me real deep but I wasn't even. having it right now."No. You have done business with the Spaniards before. Yo

LUCA“Are you really okay with me moving into the house? I mean, I could stay with mum and still work fine.” Fabio, for the first time since I met him a few days ago, actually looked scared. The young man whom had faced me with fierceness was gone, and replaced with one who looked unsure.I smiled, reaching for his shoulder and patting it a few times. “Trust me, I’ll be more at ease, knowing you are under my roof, than having you out there. Besides, the less trouble you bring to your mum, the better.” I told him with all honesty, and placed my hand back on the steering wheel.I was still not completely comfortable with bringing him in, but I had agreed with Alessandro and Dante. Fabio was smart. I wasn’t sure about his threat to side with the opposite, but I couldn’t risk it.“Can you shoot a gun, Fabio?” I asked as we slowed down for the traffic light.He smirked arrogantly. “Yes.” There was no hesitation in his tone.I wondered what Martinelli would think if he saw his son now.The

LUCAHe wasn't here.At least he hadn't entered the auditorium yet.I could see the tension as some of the men sat on edge, the hopes, that Ricardo Moretti showed up, and they somehow got on his good side.If only they knew."You ordered this?" I asked, picking up the bottle of wine and noting the label. My eyes widened at what I saw.Elena looked at me, her eyes shining in the almost darkened room. "What? You don't lik it?"What were the odds that she would order my most disliked brand of wine?I turned in Alessandro's direction, and was met by just shadows, and not a good view of my brother. But I could tell he was looking at me. In fact, I could almost see the smirk on his lips."Alessandro ordered these, right?"She looked genuinely worried. "Uhmm..yeah."I shook my head and set it down. "Idiot. We'll wait till those waitresses make another round,and then we would order for something else.""Going for twenty thousand dollars?" the auctioneer continued, and I was almost bored. Even