All Chapters of The Don’s Captive Bride: Chapter 1 - Chapter 4

Irene’s POV.I settled my father into bed, then hurried to the nearest clinic, to get medical supplies, needed to fix his battered body. By the time I finished cleaning and bandaging his wounds, I was exhausted. My body ached from the stress, and my soul was worn out by the fear and terror I witnessed tonight. I collapsed onto my bed, hoping I could black out the miserable reality of my life, but sleep offered me no escape. All night, I tossed and turned, trapped in a recurring nightmare of Diego, shooting my father in the head with his silver pistol, while I watched in horror, unable to save him.I took some sedatives and I was finally falling asleep as morning crept in, but the jarring clink of glass bottles stirred me out of bed.‘Papa was at it again.’I stumbled out of my room in my nightgown, following the strong aroma of Spanish whiskey into the kitchen. My father sat hunched at the table, four bottles before him, one was already empty."Papa, seriously?" I grumbled, frustrat

Irene’s POV. "No!” I protested firmly.My heart thumped in my chest as I struggled to accept the helplessness of my current situation. My eyes wide with fear and defiance, I looked into Camilla’s smug face. “Diego can't do this!" I insisted, my voice cracking as my panic rose. "He has no right!!"Camilla's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Oh, but he does, Irene. He is Lord Diego.”“And after your little display of arrogance, this is a rather lenient punishment, don't you think?” She tilted her head, feigning concern. “A few days in the dungeon should teach you to obey him as your Lord.” Anger began to stir up within me, overshadowing my fear. “Obey?” I spat the word out like shit. “I will never obey that tyrant… that monster!”Camilla’s smile faltered for a second.“You keep running your mouth like this, then you might get yourself into bigger problems.” She said coldly."Now, are you going to come peacefully, or should I order these men to drag you out? What will it be?"I co