The Mafia Don's Regret

While I was lost in thought, a voice suddenly came from beside me.

"Monica, get in the car."

I looked up, surprised to see Darius. For some reason, though, I no longer felt happy seeing his face.

When I got into the car, his gaze immediately landed on the book in my hands. His voice was cold as he asked, "Did Valerio give you that?"

I nodded.

Darius’s face darkened instantly. He reached over, snatched the book from me, and tossed it into the back seat.

"Why do you even want that useless thing?" His eyes burned with an anger I had never seen before. "I’ll have someone return it to him. You only accept gifts from me, understand?"

I stared at him, confused. He told me to seduce Valerio, so why was he angry all of a sudden?

Darius noticed my expression and thought I was upset. He took my hand, and his voice softened as he spoke coaxingly.

"You're mine. If anyone's giving you gifts, it should be me. Monica, I need you to understand that."

I pulled my hand out of his grasp and murmured, "Okay."

"By the way, Gina came to me to tell me that she's been fighting with her family lately and wants to stay at my place. It wouldn't look right if she saw us living together. So you need to move out of the master bedroom and into one of the guest rooms."

My heart sank, but I nodded obediently.

Darius stayed silent for the rest of the drive. Before long, the car pulled into the Rossi estate, and he led me straight to the bedroom.

Some of Gina's belongings had been moved in; her luggage was piled on the floor.

I was about to start packing when Darius shoved me onto the bed. He was rougher than usual, violently tearing at my clothes.

"Darius, stop!"

However, Darius looked genuinely furious. His eyes were bloodshot as he gripped my chin, growling, "Monica, you need to remember that until you're married, you belong to me and only me. Even if you fall for someone, it can't be Valerio."

I almost laughed at that. If this were before, I might have been happy, but after everything that happened, I just felt disgusted.

I said coldly, "Gina is going to be here any second. Are you sure you want the first thing she sees when she walks in to be us in bed?"

Darius froze, the madness in his eyes quickly fading as reason returned to him in an instant.

By the time I stood up, he had straightened his clothes. It was as if nothing had happened.

"I've already made arrangements for the art exhibition. Let the housekeeper pack your things and get some rest. I'm heading out."

The moment the door closed, I collapsed onto the bed. I stared at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and suddenly found it all ridiculous.

I realized that for these past ten years, I had been living in a gilded cage.

I started packing my things.

I did not take a single piece of those designer dresses and jewelry Darius had given me. Instead, I took what truly belonged to me: my own clothes, as well as the book Valerio had given me, the one I had always wanted.