Sierra Morgan: The Don's Bride

created broken shadows on the walls, yet nobody appeared to be aware. All attention was focused on the two individuals at the heart of the conflict: Hunter Morgan, his jaw set and fists gr

ardening. "But I'm trying to end it." Hunter laughed bitterly. "By marrying my sister? Do you think that makes you some kind of savior? That it erases everything you've done?" "No," Dominic said simply. "But it gives us a chance to stop this before it spirals out of control." "Why Sierra?" Ryder asked, his tone suspicious. "Why are you so insistent on marrying her?" Dominic hesitated, just for a moment, but it was enough for Hunter to pounce. "See? Even you can't keep your lies straight," Hunter said, pointing a finger at him. "You want to marry Sierra to tie us to you. To control us. To make sure we can't come after you for what you did to Arthur." "That's not it," Dominic said firmly. He leaned forward, his dark eyes locking onto Hunter's. "Do you know what happens if I don't marry soon? My uncle, Sergio, takes over. Do you know what that means?" Hunter snorted. "Sounds like a Rinaldi family problem. Not ours." "It will be your problem," Dominic said sharply. "Uncle Sergio doesn't care about peace. He doesn't care about alliances or treaties. All he cares about is power. If he becomes Don, he will come after you. He will come after your family, your businesses, everything. And he won't stop until there's nothing left." The room fell silent. Even Hunter seemed momentarily thrown by the weight of Dominic's words. "So what?" Hunter said after a beat, his voice quieter but no less hostile. "You marry Sierra, you stay in charge, and we're supposed to just sit back and trust you? Forget everything you've done?" "I don't expect you to trust me," Dominic replied. "But I expect you to see reason. If we work together, we can keep this city under control. If we don't..." He let the sentence hang in the air, unfinished but heavy with implication. "And what's in it for you?" Ryder asked, his eyes narrowing. "Why do you care about keeping the peace?" Dominic's lips curled into a faint, humorless smile. "Because I'm not an idiot. A war would destroy us both. And I'm not interested in destroying what I've spent my life building." Hunter stared at him, his jaw tight. "You think you've got it all figured out, don't you?" "No," Dominic said. "But I know this, if we don't stop fighting, someone else will take everything from