All Chapters of Accidentally Carrying The Don's Heir : Chapter 21 - Chapter 29

Lexi's POV.Seven years ago…“You can sit next to me.” The boy with jet black hair, sitting at the back of the bus offered. The subtle smile on one corner of his lips somehow made him look more endearing. I was compelled to blush.I took the side next to the window so I could get myself lost in the passing streets. Every now and then, I would turn my head and somehow, I would meet this guy's gaze. Every single time, my face would turn pink.Even with all the subtle chemistry going on between us, we did not say a word to each other. He did help me with my bags when we all alighted at college.I dragged my bags and boxes to my dorm room, feeling like a lost soul in an uncharted territory.After hours of settling in, I decided to head to my first class. But it seemed I had made a wrong decision, finding the correct lecture theatre was another puzzle for me to crack.I was walking along the hallway, checking the tags on each of the doors I walked past, trying to locate the one my class

Leonardo's POV.“Don,” I said as I placed my phone on my ear. I crossed my legs as I rested my back on the couch in the living room.“Ah…Leo son, how are you?” Don Morano answered over the line.“Good.” There was a deep frown on my face.“Crazy night last night, uhn.” He said.“Yeah.”“I'm sure you're already on it.”“Of course,” I answered. Already on it. It was always expected of me.“Where are you? I’m in need of your advice.” I asked, twirling the half filled glass cup in my left hand.“Ahh…don't tell me you're having cold feet about being the next Don?” He asked in an amused tone.“I'm afraid that's it.” I said.“Hmm, alright. Meet me at Passion Pit. Let's clear your fears.” He said.“Alright, I'll be there.” I hung up, tossing my phone aside and downing my glass in a go.Grayson's words echoed in my fucking head. It has been messing with my head all day long.“Shit!” I yelled, smashing the glass cup on the ground. Its shattering sound filled the air.I raked my hair with my hand

Lexi's POV.“Argh!” I screamed at the top of my voice, hitting the wall in a fit of rage. That bastard!I have been locked up here for hours. It felt like I was in a fucking prison.At first, when he had just locked me in, I began to hit the door continuously. I yelled out his name countless times, begging him to open up the door. I begged and begged as I banged the door, but he never came. When I noticed that he might have left the mansion, I switched to calling Frank.However, the situation was the same with him. No one answered for almost an hour of desperately screaming.I became exhausted, my voice was raspy and my hands were swollen due to intense banging on the door.It then occurred to me that I had seen Leonardo opening the door with some kind of digital code. A door with a digital lock system would most certainly be damned soundproof! Which explains why Frank did not hear me.Or it could be that Leonardo had warned him not to open the door even when I called for help.I wen

Lexi's POV.“Argh!” I groaned as my eyes splitted open. My head was throbbing hard and it took me a great amount of willpower to sit up on the bed. With my back rested against the headboard, I started to breath unsteadily. I controlled my breathing until the headache slowly subsided.Even with that, I was still feeling all woozy. The hunger I experienced the night before had worn me down.It dawned on me. Speaking of last night, how did I get here? I looked around and saw that I was indeed in my room.Deciding not to think much of it now, I struggled to my feet, fighting through the body ache and dizziness. I walked over to the bathroom in slow and weak steps.I went to the sink and rinsed my face with water from the tap. I sighed and looked at myself in the mirror; I still looked pale. I needed to find something to eat.I stepped back into the room but suddenly felt the urge to go back to bed. My knees were killing me and I was sure if I decided to go downstairs, I would most certain

Lexi's POV.The surprise on my face switched to a hard glare. He had a smile on, which infuriated me. What the hell was he doing here? Did he not get the memo that I wanted nothing to do with him?“Lexi, who is it?” Mum asked from the dining room.“Umm…it's no one mum…” before I could complete my statement, he cut me off.“It's your new neighbor, ma'am. I come bearing gifts!” He shouted, making sure his voice was heard in the whole house.“What the hell do you think you're doing?” I asked in a whisper, gritting my teeth.He shrugged, “Bringing my new neighbors flowers.” He said innocently. But I knew he was only faking it.“Look, whatever game you're playing here, I’m not interested…” I was once again cut off, by my mother this time.“And who is this new neighbor of ours?” Mum asked as she stood next to me. I bit the inside of my cheek, hating myself at that moment.“Hi. I'm Mason, I live just across the street.” He said, smiling as though he was some kind of saint.I had to get him o