Belle’s POVAfter I was done unpacking my clothes, although my mind still felt foggy from everything that had happened in the past few days, I tried to focus. The familiar task of organizing my things gave me something to do, something to distract myself from the swirling thoughts that refused to quiet down. I neatly folded the last of my shirts and placed them in the drawer. I sighed, glancing around the room Zane had set up for me in his penthouse. It was beautiful, spacious, and elegant, but the weight in my chest wouldn’t lift.Just as I stood up, stretching out the tension that had gathered in my back, my phone rang again. My heart leaped with anxiety. After all the calls and messages I’d received earlier from my family, I wasn’t ready for more. I picked up the phone, dreading who it might be this time.It was my elder brother, Elijah.I stared at his name on the screen, my thumb hovering over the "answer" button. Elijah? Why would he be calling me? He had been as nonchalant as e
Zane's POVI drove in silence as Belle sat beside me, her hands fidgeting nervously in her lap. I could feel the tension radiating off her in waves, and I didn’t blame her. The Perri mansion was a place filled with too many bad memories for her, and the thought of going back there—especially with everything happening in her family—must’ve been overwhelming.“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked softly, keeping my eyes on the road, though I desperately wanted to turn and see her expression.She was quiet for a moment, and then she nodded, though her voice came out small, uncertain. “I have to. There’s no running from it.”“I’ll wait up for you,” I said, breaking the silence. “No matter how long it takes.”Belle glanced at me then, a sad smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “You don’t have to do that, Zane. I’ll be fine.”“I don’t care,” I replied, gripping the steering wheel tighter. “I’ll wait.”The Perri mansion loomed ahead, its grand silhouette casting long shadows as th
Belle's POV“Fuck! I can’t believe that entering my own house would turn out to be this hard.” I muttered to myself as I stood at the entrance of the house, my hand hovering over the door handle. My stomach churned with unease, a sick feeling that gnawed at me from the inside. Anxiety twisted tightly in my chest, making it hard to breathe. It felt like everything had come to this moment, and I had no idea what awaited me on the other side of the door. My fingers fidgeted nervously against the cold metal handle, my pulse quickening with every second that I hesitated.What am I going to find there? I wondered, biting down on my lip as I fought the urge to turn and leave. But I couldn’t. I had to face this.Taking in a deep breath, I steeled myself and finally pushed open the door.The house was eerily quiet, and that silence immediately unsettled me. My eyes swept the hallway, then the living room beyond. Nothing. No one. I stepped further inside, my footsteps echoing through the sti
Zane's POVThe streets of Brixton blurred past me as I sped through the near-empty roads. The engine of my car roared in protest, but I didn’t let up. My foot pressed harder against the pedal, heart hammering in my chest. Belle’s call had come through only minutes ago, but instead of her voice, I heard the chaos of her family in the background. The tension, the shouting—it was enough to make my stomach twist. What made me bolt from Zeke and Fletcher’s meeting wasn’t just that. It was the sound of her mother accusing her—blaming Belle for everything her family was going through.But the real kicker, the thing that set me off, was hearing Belle throw up. The sound echoed through the phone, making my blood run cold. Something was wrong. Something was terribly wrong.I had to get to her. And fast.The Perri mansion was beautiful, elegant enough for doctors of their status and nothing out of the ordinary. But right now, all it felt like was a prison Belle couldn’t escape from. I slammed t
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
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
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 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