Belle's POV Ben called me again last night. “Why the hell does he keep missing you Belle!" “I don't know Bennie," I replied with a tone of indifference.I had stayed three days holed up in that hotel room, I only went out to work and slipped out before Dave would come looking for me. I knew his calls to Ben were a warning to get my family involved if I didn't return but I think I was done being scared of him. I made a decision to return his hatred with the same energy. I was going to go back to our apartment, pack my bags and leave.It was time to confront Dave and move on with my life.Driving back to the apartment where Dave and I lived felt like an out-of-body experience. The same route I had taken countless times now seemed foreign and cold. I knew how ruthless the Scott family were while making threats and I would not wish for any of my family to be dragged into this mess. My family adored Dave's family to a fault, but I knew that once they heard he had cheated on me just a
Zane's POV Sitting on the large oak table I felt a sense of unease despite having Fletcher sit across from me. Three days had passed since I last heard from Belle. The silence was gnawing at me. I found myself constantly wondering how she was doing, if she was safe. I couldn't shake the worry. “Can you stop that?” Fletcher said, irritation in his voice. “You’re driving me crazy with that tapping.”I blinked, realizing for the first time that I’d been drumming my fingers on the table. “Sorry,” I muttered, forcing my hands to still.Fletcher shut his phone and leaned forward, scrutinizing me with a knowing look. “What’s up, Zane? And don’t give me any bullshit. I know this restlessness has something to do with Kamille’s friend, Belle.”I sighed, feeling cornered. “I’m just worried about her safety, that’s all.”Fletcher raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. “Worried about her safety, huh? Sounds like someone’s in love.”I laughed dryly. “I can’t be in love, Fletcher. I’m no
Zane's POVI had never driven so fast in my life. I had placed Belle comfortably in the back seat before turning on the ignition. As she lay in the back seat, her breathing was faint and shallow and for every fucking time I glanced at her through the rearview mirror, I was shot with fear that burned hotter than any damn bullet ever would. I rounded off the road that led to Zeke’s hospital. One more glance at the rearview mirror and I dialed Zeke’s line with a quick tap. My phone was clutched in one hand and while the other hand was gripping the steering wheel. “Brother,” I called immediately.“What’s up Zane?” He replied. I could make out Kamille’s voice humming slowly in the background.“Brother, I’m sorry, but I need you to inform the Emergency Room unit at your hospital that I’m on my way and need urgent medical attention,” I said, my voice strained with urgency.“Who is it?” Zeke asked, worry creeping into his voice.“It’s Belle,” I replied, my words rushing out without hesit
Belle's POVBeep. Beep. Beep. My eyes fluttered open but I immediately shut them as I was hit by the harsh sterile light that bathed the room in which I laid in. The familiar beeping of the heart rate monitor and the soft hiss of the IV drip announced where I was before anyone could. I was mostly on the other side of the coin when it came to this ambience. I tried to push myself forward, hoping that sitting up will help quicken my consciousness. But as I made a slight move, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, and instinctively, my hand went down to the source. That’s when the memories came flooding back, hitting me like a freight train.Dave. Blood. My baby. Zane. My baby! “My baby, my baby,” dry sobs rose from my throat. I clutched my belly tightly and although it was painful, I was feeling a more heartbreaking pain in my heart.I heard a door creak open and I turned with my tear washed eyes to see Zane hurrying towards me. His face was pale and hurt. He seemed to have dark circle
Zane's POVReturning from purchasing the bottle water for Belle, I was not prepared for the sight that greeted me when I entered.“Belle, here is the wa…” My words got drowned in disbelief as I stared at the unruly sight before me. My eyes fell on the conniving son of a bitch, hovering over Belle’s bed with his hands gripping her firmly. I could see he face contorting in pain as she struggled to break free from his grasp.The bottle in my hands fell to the ground and something snapped cut. I moved like a ferocious beast towards Dave.“Don’t you dare lay your filthy hands on her, you worthless sniveling bastard.” I punched Dave hard in the face and that sent him sprawling onto the floor across the room.“Oh my God!” I heard Belle's gasp. I was seething in anger, my fists clenched at my sides as I glared at Dave, who was sprawled across the room, gripping his face in pain. The only thing on my mind was how to beat him into a pulp, to smash his hands in a million ways so that he would
Dave's POVAs I stood up and left the room, I left with barely contained anger. The sterile, white walls of the hospital ward felt like they were closing in on me. The beeping of the machines, the murmur of voices, it all became a distant hum as my anger grew. My fists clenched at my sides, and I could feel the heat rising in my face. Belle was in there, with that... that hoodlum. Zane Caruso. The name alone made my blood boil. He sure had a strong fist.As I walked down with my feet stomping loudly down the corridor. It was a private ward and contained less people in it. My steps echoed in the hallway but I couldn't care less.I needed to get myself cleaned up. I made a turn and found a washroom, I slipped in. I turned on the water and splashed it on my face. I hissed as I felt the wound sting when colliding with water.I took a towel from the warmer and pressed it to my face. I cleaned out the bruises that were left behind by Zane. I smiled mischievously and took out my phone.I
Zane's POVI stood by the door, trying to mask the irritation bubbling inside me. Their being here would only mean that son of a bitch had a ratty mouth or an agenda or maybe both.“What do you want?” I asked, feigning ignorance of who they were as I looked at the angry faces of the Perri's family standing in front of me. Dr. John, who seemed to have shown them the way to the room, stepped forward and spoke. “They came to me, saying they need to transfer Belle to the Scott family hospital where she works,” he explained.I raised an eyebrow, still pretending not to recognize them. “And who are they to make such demands? Can they not speak for themselves?”Just as Laurent Perri was about to speak, I heard Belle’s voice from within the room. “Who are the people at the door?” she called out with her tone curious and slightly anxious.Her mother passed me a brunt look and without waiting for an invitation, she brushed past me and walked into the room, followed closely by her father, Edwi
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 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