Belle's POVMy heart tore in a million pieces as I watched Zane walked away looking angry. But for the IV ropes that was still dripping with saline water, I would have pursued after him.Returning my gaze to my mother who looked like an angry mother bear, I tried to maintain some form of composure despite the deafening silence that hung over the room.My father’s stern voice broke the silence first. “Who was that?” he demanded, his eyes boring into mine.“He’s just a friend,” I replied softly, my voice trembling. “He helped me when I had an accident.”My mother stepped closer, her face etched with worry and anger. “Accident you say? What the hell happened, Belle?” I knew Dave must have already told them his version of events before they arrived. I could imagine him pushing all the blame onto me, making it seem like I was the one who had caused the miscarriage, like I was the one who had killed our baby. Taking a deep breath, I said, “The baby is gone.”My mother’s eyes widened with
Belle's POVLeaving the Reid hospital was bittersweet. No one loved to be a patient, but I felt safe there. It was a better place to be than the chaotic storm that my life had become. My parents and Ben accompanied me as we first made a stop at the Scott family hospital. “Run a full body scan," My father instructed the lab scientist.I was moved from one unit to the other, just to ensure I was alright. Once they were done, we returned to the car park."Mom, I think it would be best if Belle came home with us," Ben said gently, standing beside me as my parents made to enter their car. They paused and glanced at me. I looked miserable already, so a little more droopy lips would make anyone give into my desires. After a while, my mother asked. "Is that what you want, Belle?" she asked. I hated staying at home and they knew it. I felt policed whenever I stayed there, but right now it was a better option to staying with Dave. I nodded. "Yes, Mom. I think it would be good for me."She
Dave's POVI tossed in bed but my movement was restricted by the thick pound of flesh that sprawled over me sexily. I opened my eyes briefly, allowing the warmth of Jane's soft body rest on my toned muscles a bit.After a while, I gently lifted her off me and slipped out of bed, careful not to wake her. She murmured something inaudibly and rolled over, still deeply asleep.I checked the time and it was long past noon day. I sighed and walked quietly towards the bathroom. I needed to go make sure the drugs for the pharmacy landed in good condition.I turned on the shower and let the hot water wash away the remaining sleep that lingered in my eyes. After spending a while in there, I went out of the bathroom and got into the closet.I took out my phone and dialed Jason. The pharmacy store was running low on drugs to sell and severally, we kept having unidentified persons hijack our containment.“Mr. Scott," He said once the call connected.“What time are we expecting the containment to
Zane's POVI sat in my room, staring at my phone, listening to Belle’s voicemail for what felt like the hundredth time. It had been over a week since the hospital incident, and each time I tried to reach her, I was met with the same automated message.“Hi, this is Belle. I can’t come to the phone right now. Please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”I ended the call, frustration boiling inside me. Was she alright? Why wasn’t she answering? My thoughts spiraled as I dialed Kamille and Amanda, putting them on a conference call.“Hello Zane. Everything alright?” Kamille answered first, her voice tinged with curiosity.“Not really . I’ve got Amanda on the line too,” I said.“What’s going on, Zane?” Amanda’s voice chimed in.I took a deep breath and began explaining everything that had happened since Belle’s miscarriage caused by her fiancé, Dave, to the way her family treated her, and now my inability to reach her.“That’s Belle for you,” Amanda said after I finis
Belle's POVThe days had been dragging on endlessly. My heart ached with the longing to see or at least talk to Zane. Since coming back home, I had been holed up inside the house and the most places I visit, I went were with the family driver. And he was either taking me to and from work as if I were a child in need of constant supervision. Gradually my cup of tolerance was also coming to its end.A loud knock on my office door broke my thoughts. I looked up to see Jane standing there, a smug look plastered across her face."What do you want, Jane?" I asked, trying to mask my irritation.Jane had been acting like the queen of the Coast since I resumed the work. She kept on picking on the junior doctors, aids and children. Jane's smirk widened. "I want you to get the fuck out of the hospital right now," she demanded.Great. Finally, she spoke. "Thank you for finally saying something," I replied, gathering my things. I was already tired of staring at the medical books in front of me,
Belle's POVAs soon as I walked in after my mother, Ben came in and shut the door, causing the attention of that blood sucking family to turn to us.“Great to have you back," Dave said with a sarcastic grin."I have some more instructions I would like to be implemented on her," Dave's mother began, her voice grating on my already frayed nerves.I fought hard to conceal the anger that was bubbling inside me, threatening to explode. Could she not just shut the fuck up? Have I not done enough for them? I had borne the pain and hurt quietly, enduring her constant meddling, and now she had more instructions for me?But she went ahead, fanning the flames of my anger. "Make sure she eats eggs; she can do this or that," she said, pointing at the scrambled eggs and cheese on the table. "But she doesn't have to be fat. She has to be fit for her wedding dress. I don't want a fat cow or an oversized bride standing beside my son."Fat cow?! My vision blurred with rage, my heart pounding in my ears
Belle’s POV He hesitated but eventually answered the call. "Hey, Kamille," he said, his voice steady. "Yeah, it's been rough. Amanda's on the line too? Okay, hold on." He looked at me, his eyes filled with concern. "Belle's here. She's... not good."My strength drained out of me, and I collapsed onto the bed, feeling utterly defeated. Ben continued talking to Amanda and Kamille, explaining everything that had been happening while I just lay there, staring at the ceiling. Their voices blurred into a distant hum.After what felt like an eternity, Ben ended the call and turned back to me. "Belle, how about we go out for a drink?" he suggested gently.I nodded, suddenly feeling parched in my throat. "Yeah," I whispered. "I had to stop drinking for the baby... and now..." I couldn’t finish my sentence as the tears came, hot and uncontrollably.Ben sat beside me, his arm around my shoulders. "Hey, stop crying. It'll be okay. We'll get through this." He gave me a comforting squeeze. "Why do
ZaneI sat on my bed, phone in hand, staring at Belle’s voicemail for what felt like the hundredth time. Her voice, though automated and distant, still brought a rush of emotions every time I heard it.“Hi, this is Belle. I can’t answer the phone right now. Please leave a message, and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”Fuck! I needed to get to her brother, Ben Perri, as soon as possible.But before I could send a message to Fletcher to help me get Ben Perri’s details, Zeke called, and I smiled. “Hello, brother,” I said as I answered.“Hey Zane, what’s up?” He asked.“I am alright I guess,” I replied.“Whatever is wrong with you, fix it,” Zeke said, but I could tell how concerned he was from his tone.“Yes brother, I always do,” I replied.“Good. Any headway on the attack?” Zeke asked.I began, trying to keep my voice steady. “Not much. We’ve identified some low-level players, but the big fish are still out of reach. We’re closing in, though.”“Keep at it. We need to bring these
Belle's POV The sun was warm on my skin, the breeze gentle and soothing as it drifted through the open patio where we all sat, the laughter of our loved ones filling the air. It was a picture-perfect moment—the kind of moment I used to dream about but never truly believed would come. We were all gathered around the long, sun-dappled table, the warmth of the day reflecting the joy that radiated from everyone’s faces. Zane was sitting beside me, his hand resting comfortably on my leg, our twins, Sean and Clara, gurgling happily in their bassinet close by. The twins were the center of attention today, as they were most days. Kamille’s kids, Reon, Torin, Tyris, Royer, and little Phoebe, were running around the patio, shrieking in delight as they chased each other. I glanced at Kamille and Zeke, who were sitting across from us, laughing and chatting while keeping a watchful eye on their children. Amanda, was helping prepare the meal, occasionally smiling in our direction as the kids d
Zane's POVI stood there, fists clenched, staring Dave Scott down. Every fiber of my being wanted to lunge at him, to make him pay for everything he’d done. But I couldn’t—at least, not yet. The recorder in my pocket was still running, capturing every damning word that fell from his mouth. I could feel it, a tiny weight pressing against my ribs, reminding me that I had to play this smart. For Belle. For Kelly. For justice.Dave, on the other hand, was as smug as ever, leaning back with that infuriating smirk plastered across his face. He had no idea that his time was running out.“You think you can just waltz in here and act like you own the place?” Dave sneered, his voice dripping with arrogance. “You’re nothing, Zane. A nobody playing hero in a game that’s way beyond your league.”I bit back my anger, forcing myself to remain calm. His words didn’t matter. Not when I had the truth on my side. I took a deep breath, my fingers brushing against the stop button on the recorder hidden
Belle's POVWalking into the living room wasn’t easy. My legs felt heavy, like I was dragging weights with each step. The air in the mansion was suffocating, thick with tension and unspoken fears. My heart raced, a wild, chaotic rhythm that matched the pounding of my thoughts. I could still hear my mother’s frantic voice behind me, begging, pleading for me to stay with them, to hide, to escape into the secret bunker.“Belle, you don’t have to do this!” she cried, reaching out as if she could physically hold me back. Her eyes were wide with fear, her voice trembling. “Come with us. We can hide. We can survive this.”I stopped, my hand resting on the doorframe, my back to her. I couldn’t turn around. I couldn’t let her see the turmoil etched on my face, the way my hands trembled from the weight of what I was about to do. My family was scared—terrified, really—but the idea of running, of leaving Zane behind to face this monster alone, felt like a betrayal I wasn’t willing to commit.“W
Dave's POVI had been waiting for over an hour, sitting there, staring at the doors leading to the rooms, expecting Belle and Zane to finally step out. It wasn’t like them to hide this long, especially Zane. But instead of the two people I was dying to confront, what I got was the Perri family, practically groveling before me. Pathetic.The Perri patriarch, Mr. Perri, stood in front of me with a forced smile, his hands clasped in front of him as though in prayer. His wife hovered behind him, wringing her hands nervously. “Please, David,” her father began, his voice trembling. “We don’t want any trouble. Just… drop the lawsuit. We’ll leave quietly, I swear. We won’t cause any problems.”I couldn’t help the smirk that stretched across my face. They were so desperate, so weak. This was the kind of power I craved, watching them squirm, knowing I held all the cards. “You won’t cause any trouble?” I repeated, mocking his words as if they were a joke. “Oh, trust me, you wouldn’t be able
Zane's POVBelle’s tears were too much for me to handle. The way her shoulders shook, the soft sniffles she tried to hide—it broke something inside me. I couldn’t stand seeing her like this. Without thinking, I reached out, pulling her into my arms once more, holding her as tightly as I dared.“It’s going to be okay,” I whispered, my lips brushing against her hair. “I swear to you, Belle, this will all end today. I’ll make sure of it.”She pulled back slightly, her wide, tear-filled eyes meeting mine. There was a small, hopeful smile on her lips, but I could see the doubt lingering beneath it. It killed me to know that she still didn’t fully believe everything would be fine, that she didn’t fully believe in me. But I didn’t blame her. After everything that had happened, after all the lies, how could she?God! I needed her to trust me.I leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips again, my hand cupping her cheek gently. When I pulled away, her eyes fluttered open, and I saw a leve
Belle's POV“I’m scared, Zane,” I confessed. My voice trembled, and my arms tightened instinctively around my belly. I felt so vulnerable, standing there in front of him, exposed and raw. How was I supposed to face Dave? What would he say? What would he do?Zane hugged me tighter. His warmth, his strength—it was like a lifeline, grounding me in the storm of emotions threatening to overwhelm me. He pressed a soft kiss to my hair, his lips lingering there for a moment before he spoke.“You don’t have to be scared,” he murmured into my hair, his voice gentle yet filled with quiet resolve. “I’m here. No one is going to hurt you. Not Dave. Not anyone.”I closed my eyes, leaning into his chest, letting his heartbeat steady mine. His words were soothing, like a balm to my frayed nerves. Dave had always had a way of getting under my skin, and now… with everything that had happened…“Go get refreshed,” Zane said, pulling back slightly to look into my eyes. His fingers brushed a loose strand o
Zane's POVI cursed under my breath as we broke the kiss. I let her take a while to arrange her silk gown. I moved a bit from her as my mind played over what happened the night before.Belle couldn’t sleep all night; I could tell from the way she kept shifting in bed, her body tense beneath the silk sheets. I lay beside her, watching her.I thought back to earlier that night when I walked into the Perri mansion, my mind filled with chaos, only to be confronted by an entirely different reality. I remember the way Belle’s mother was yelling, her voice shrill with rage, but none of that mattered the second I saw Belle. She stood there, so fragile and strong all at once, and without thinking, I crossed the room and pulled her into my arms. Her soft, warm body pressed against mine, grounding me in the middle of the madness. She was everything. The only thing that made sense. The world could be burning down around us, and I wouldn’t care, as long as I had her.Belle’s mother, however, didn
Belle's POVI hadn’t moved from my spot on the bed. Not an inch. I sat there, staring blankly at the wall across from me, my mind heavy with thoughts, swirling memories of last night that I couldn’t quite shake. Everything felt so distant yet so vivid, playing over and over again in my mind. The weight of it all bore down on me, rendering me numb.Opposite me, Zane sat with his back against the headboard, his eyes wide open, just watching. He had been watching me all night. He hadn’t said much, but I could feel his presence, steady and unwavering, like a tether keeping me from completely unraveling. His gaze hadn’t left me, and for some reason, I found comfort in that. My thoughts drifted back to the moment it all came crashing down. The nausea that hit me like a brick after the shouting match with my mother, the way she had followed me into the bathroom after I threw up, concern etched across her face despite the earlier anger.“Belle, are you alright?” she’d asked, her voice surp
Dave's POVThe sun was barely up, casting a dull, gray light over the city, but the weight on my chest was already heavier than the day before. The shipment I had been waiting for was just a few hours away. The timing couldn’t have been worse, not with Belle out there and Zane still breathing. I needed to tie up loose ends, and fast.I sat on the brown leather swivel chair in my study, my hands running over my face as I tried to think. I needed to find a way to get the attention of the drug enforcement agency off my back before the shipment arrived. Every second counted, and I knew that one wrong move could bring it all crashing down.I reached for my phone, my fingers tapping rapidly as I sent out a message to my men. It was time to surround the Perri mansion. We need to bring Belle's family to their limit. Once that was done, they would bring out Belle. Or rather, she would bring forth herself. Then that nosy Zane Caruso will come for her and I get to silence him forever."Surrou