Sebastian Sanchez never wanted her, but that's not what led to their divorce. He cheated on her with her best friend and the pain in her heart was multiplied many times over. But, now Isabella Rossi has managed to escape the shadows of her past, building her own happiness after the bitter divorce from Sebastian. She had no time to dwell on all the things about the past that had hurt her. After all, she now had the center of the world that made her forget everything. However, her life is shaken up again when Sebastian reappears in her life, bringing an offer of much-needed financial help. Sebastian hasn't changed; he is still incredibly wealthy, strong, gorgeous, charming, and intoxicating as sin. With her business on the verge of bankruptcy, debts mounting, and daily needs Isabella is cornered between her immediate needs and her desire not to go back to her ex-husband. Isabella insists on keeping her distance from him, seeking other help and trying not to fall for his advances. The situation becomes more complicated for Isabella when Sebastian finds out the major secret she has been keeping. Stefano Archer Rossi; her son. The little blue-eyed one who bears a striking resemblance to Sebastian Sanchez. Sebastian was the most domineering man she despised. But how can she resist Sebastian's relentless pursuit? Using their child as the focal point, transform a traumatic history into a lovely one? There is a razor's edge between love and hatred, and Isabella sees it when they clash. Isabella risks dying if she gives in to this unusual desire and becomes entangled in a deadly game of love and hate.
View More"I'm sorry," Sebastian said. "I just don't want to make you hurt again."I closed my eyes, scrolling through the memories, whatever was missing from my head. But then a violent throb hit the back of my head, a small pulse that turned strong. I closed my eyes tighter, trying to dig deeper into the depths of my mind. But what came instead was a throbbing pain that slowly grew, pulsing like a wave hitting from within, getting louder. The pain began to spread, gripping the back of my head until my eyes throbbed. My breathing stopped for a moment, my vision began to blur, and the sounds in the room sounded like a fading, distant, hollow echo.Suddenly, I felt Sebastian's hand grasp my shoulder, his grip tight and warm, like an anchor trying to keep me standing amidst the storm in my head. "Isa?" his voice sounds strained, sharper than usual. I force my eyes open, and my gaze catches a look of anxiety on his face—his normally cold blue eyes now radiate a fear I've never seen before."Br
My phone rang while I was still diving into my subconscious. I dragged my phone off the nightstand and pressed the green button because the call was from Kate."Hello?" was my first greeting."You just woke up?" Kate's voice sounded not relaxed from there."Yeah." I pulled my head up and looked at the analog clock on the wall, which showed eight in the morning. I had overslept, and Sebastian was already up. "Oh, I overslept.""You were even able to sleep when we lost track of Killian?""Kate.." I call out weakly. "You know that no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to find him. He'll give us a message without us having to look for it. Be patient.""I don't believe this," there was a snicker, and then she switched off our call.I winced, staring at the black screen on my phone. The door to the walk-in closet opened, and Sebastian appeared behind it. He was wearing a black T-shirt and boxer briefs, and his hair was wet. "You're awake," he tells me."Hm. What about Ace? Are you
I sat at the end of Ace's bed, my fingers playing with the edge of his blanket, while my eyes kept looking at his peaceful little face in sleep. Only the soft sighs of his breathing filled the room's silence, but my mind was far from calm. Every time I tried to calm myself, the reality of what was happening hit me again. Sebastian had been watching Killian for a long time, and now Killian knew.That's why he ran away.That thought swirled around in my mind, making the anxiety that had been faint now feel more real, taking over every part of my body. I tried to distract myself, looking at the clock on the wall that kept ticking slowly. It was already past midnight, but Sebastian hadn't come home yet. Though usually an easy sleeper, Ace refused to close his eyes tonight without his Poppa. I had to tell him a long story about five fairy tales, distracting him from the fact that his father wasn't here tonight.I tucked Ace's soft hair that had fallen onto his forehead, my breathing heavy
"Actually, other than being handsome, there's nothing to be proud of about your man," Sierra said as she sat on the sofa on the back porch facing the lake, where Sebastian played in the water with Ace this afternoon.I sat next to her, "I agree.""If you can run, I'm sure you'll run away from him, right?"I chuckled, looking at Ace, who was laughing as Sebastian dragged him across the water. "But I can't.""Now you're just resigned to the fate he forced on you?" she turned to me. I just shrugged. "He won't let me go no matter how far I want to go. But I want to see if this will be good. We have Ace, and we will have twins in a few months. I think I could support them alone if we.. split up. But there's something that keeps me here," I said, my voice almost drowned out amidst the sound of gurgling water and Ace's laughter echoing around the lake. My eyes were glued to Sebastian, who was now carrying Ace, tossing him briefly into the air before catching him back. Ace was laughing loud
The room felt cold despite the thick cardigan draped over my shoulders. As doctor Allysa applied cold gel to my stomach, I tried to take a deep breath, trying to remain calm. But I couldn't avoid the feeling of anxiety—there was always a fear that haunted me every time I underwent this examination. My hand gripped Sebastian's fingers. His presence was so calming beside me, even though his eyes were glued to the screen of the ultrasound machine. I could sense his anxiety even though he didn't say anything. His grip was warm, yet there was a subtle pressure there, like he was fighting a storm within himself too. I knew he didn't want me to see his worry, but I can see it clearly. The screen in front of me flickered, displaying a faint black-and-white image that looked like another world. My heart beats faster at the sight of those tiny movements—our babies. They looked active, moving around in my womb as if they were performing a little dance in their world. My eyes suddenly felt war
Sebastian. I looked at Isabella, who was lying beside me. Her breathing was slow and steady. Her face was calm, but I could tell there were traces of tears that hadn't completely disappeared from the corners of her eyes.Behind that calmness, there was a turbulent storm—fear, confusion, all the things she was trying to suppress.I reached out, touching her cheek gently. Her skin felt warm under my fingers, but there was an emptiness that hadn't disappeared from her eyes since some time ago. Damn, I've made her cry too many times.Guilt hits me hard—stronger than anything I've ever felt. How many times have I brought her to this point? How many times had I pulled her back into a world she should never have entered? And now, with all these crazy plans, I'm asking for more.Asking her to risk her life again. But I had no choice. I would never let anyone from Cosa Nostra or her grandfather touch her and our children, even if it meant I had to destroy everything they had built.Isabella m
The air in the room was thick and heavy with unspoken tension. Sebastian stood by the large window, his silhouette erect yet tense, illuminated by the glow of the streetlights outside. His back was to me, but I could feel his cold gaze even though he wasn't looking directly at me."What are you talking about?" his voice was low, almost a hiss as if the anger that had been suppressed for too long was finally starting to crack.I let out a long breath, trying to calm my stomach, which seemed to be twisted with anxiety. "Grandpa. He wants me to be initiated after I give birth."Sebastian still didn't turn around. His hands moved slowly, rubbing his temples as if trying to cope with something more than just a headache. "Initiation?" He repeats it, his voice dry and flat, but I know it's not just a question."Yes." My answer was thin, almost choked. "That means I have to... have to kill someone.""I know what it is."The ticking of the clock on the wall gets louder, hitting every second wi
Vito got out of the car and looked at me with surprise at my belly, which was already showing a slight bulge.He shook his head softly as he approached me. "You...""Yes," I cut him off and swallowed. "Some things are going on, and I want to tell you all about them."Vito sighed and nodded. He opened the passenger door and led me gently inside. I sat back in the car seat as the car drove away from Sebastian's company."Where is Ace?""He's with his father," I replied. "He comes to Sebastian's meetings, and it keeps me from worrying when I'm with you right now.""Do you trust him now?""I don't know who to trust anymore, Vito. Honestly, everything feels right and wrong at the same time." I sighed. "Hey, did you know that I lost my memory? It was precisely the two-month-lost moment, and..." I shook my head, smiling wryly. "That's ironic. Did you know that, too?""I know, but I don't want to talk about it because I think it would be better if you remembered it yourself, " he said."How
"Are you okay there?" Mom's soft voice made me smile."Yes, I'm fine. How about you, mom?" I asked while stirring the cream corn soup I made for breakfast. Several maids moved around me, helping me prepare the breakfast menu."Yeah." She replied. "Now, your sister is back home, you know."I squinted. Sure she is. She must have been delighted when she found out I was away from home. "She's very happy, huh?""Oh Jesus. Are you guys still continuing that cold war?""She's still annoying, mom. I'd settle our argument if only she'd lower her ego a little.""Why don't you? You're the oldest here."I rolled my eyes. "It's not my fault.""Oh, well, whatever." Her voice was so tired of me. "Sebastian told me when you were in the hospital. That you were pregnant...?""Yes, mom. You'll get twin grandchildren in six months.""Oh, my God. I'm so happy right now."I chuckled softly."But you're okay, right? Sebastian treats you well, right?""Yes, he does," I said, taking a moment to ask the questi
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