The Don's Sweetener [18+]

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"You're really no fun, Lucia." Natalie pouted. "I don't even know what a danger loving guy like Hades fell for your boring butt."

I rolled my eyes.

They were playing some kind of board game sitting on the floor of the room I was kept in and was urging me to play with them.

Honestly these girls were at the lowest level of dumb scale.

I sighed as I leaned my head back on the backrest of the chair I was tied to.

It was honestly exhausting.

The door of the room bursts open revealing a man in his night shirt and pants. He was in his mid or late twenties with hairs sticking up in every direction.

"Oh, Don Lucien!" Emma squealed and immediately got up latching to his arm.

The possible Lucien guy shook off his arm resulting of Emma landing in her bottom and looking up at him with tear glazed eyes.

He advanced toward me and undid the bindings in the chair. The girls were squealing about the borders gives by their daddy and all and stuff.

Lucien ignored them and helped me stand.

"Are you okay, Donna DeMarco?" He asked tentatively.

I nodded.

My legs were wobbly from sitting at a place too long and arms were numb.

"But Can't do that!" Emma whined.

"Give me a reason not to!" Lucien barked.

"Daddy said you can't damage the product." Natalie pointed out.

"Since your daddy dear is damaged I think I am in charge of the said products and I don't like human products." He said, leading me out of the room with Jasmine throwing a mean look at me.

I turned my head back and smiled.

The three of them were looking at me like I was poison.

Outside, Lucien helped me down through a staircase.

Upon entering a living room, I found Aless, Zio and Rosa sitting on separate sofa accompanied with an injured Salvatore Valentino and a doctor who was bandaging his calf.

The older man had a hand thrown over his eyes and was hissing in play n every now and then.

"Cia!" I heard Aless sigh as he rushed to my direction and took me from Lucien's arm.

He looked tensed and rigid with his jaw clenched.

"Are you okay?" I asked holding up a hand to caress his cheek.

He leaned in. "Are you okay?" He whispered. "Did they hurt you?"

I shake my head. "They didn't."