Zane's POV I reached out, gently cupping her face in my hands, his touch warm and comforting. “Belle, you don’t have to be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you, and I’m not going to let anyone else hurt you either.” She leaned into my touch and I felt like I was making some headway, but she suddenly pulled away. She wrapped her arms around herself. “You don’t understand, Zane. I’m not just dealing with the usual kind of problems. It’s deeper than that, more complicated. And I don’t want to put you in a position where you might end up regretting it.” I looked at her with so much concern. I could not bear to know that she was going through a lot and I did nothing about it. “Belle, I don’t care how complicated it is. I’m not going anywhere.” She shook her head. “Please, Zane,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “Just... let it go.” “Belle—” Zane started, but I cut him off. “Please, Zane,” I said, my voice pleading. “Can we just... drop it? For now?” “Fuck that, Belle,” I
Belle's POV“Where are the kids?” I asked, looking around the empty room with a confused gaze.Zeke turned to us with a grin. “They’re already in bed. Amanda took them upstairs a few minutes ago.”Kamille’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced between Zane and me. “We were just about to head to bed ourselves,” she said, her voice laced with amusement. “But if you two need a room—”Before she could finish her sentence, I cut her off, my face flushing with embarrassment. “Actually, I’ll be heading home right away,” I said quickly, my voice a little too loud. I could feel Zane stiffen beside me, and I didn’t need to look at him to know he was just as flustered.“Yeah, me too,” Zane stuttered, clearly taken aback by Kamille’s teasing.Kamille’s smile widened, but she didn’t press further. “Alright then,” she said, hugging me tightly. “Drive safely, okay?”“Goodnight,” I murmured, returning her hug before stepping back. I turned to Zane and offered a quick, somewhat awkward smile. “G
Belle's POVA week had passed since the confrontation with Dave’s mother, but it felt like a lifetime. Each day dragged on, and with every passing hour, I felt more and more like I was slipping away from myself. The days blurred together. I spent most of my time idly, staring out the window or sipping on cocktails that did little to numb the ache in my chest. And this cool breezy evening, I was doing just that. Nursing a drink in the sitting room, when my mother’s voice cut through the silence. She was on the phone, speaking in rapid Italian with a designer about the wedding dress the Scott family had ordered for me. My wedding dress. I scoffed at the absurdity of it. It was supposed to arrive soon, and I would have to go for fittings, try on the gown that symbolized the end of everything I had once dreamed for myself.I gulped down the cocktail rapidly.The call ended, and my mother re-entered the room, her heels clicking sharply against the marble floor. She looked at me, her exp
Zane's POV I leaned back in my chair, staring blankly at the half-written report on my laptop screen. No matter how hard I tried to focus, my thoughts kept drifting back to Belle. It had been days since the party at Zeke’s mansion, and I hadn’t heard a word from her since. No replies to my messages, no returned calls—just silence. The more I thought about it, the tighter the knot in my chest grew, until I finally snapped.With a frustrated sigh, I shut my laptop aggressively, the sound echoing in the quiet office.“Whoa, calm down, man,” Fletcher said from across the room, glancing up from his own work. He raised an eyebrow at me, his tone careful but curious. “Whatever it is, be calm.”I loosened my tie, feeling like it was strangling me, and pushed back from the desk. “Calm?” I muttered under my breath as I walked over to the small bar we kept in the office. I grabbed a bottle of whiskey, my hands trembling slightly as I poured a generous amount into a glass. The burn of the alcoho
Belle's POV The ride home with Dave was suffocating, the silence between us thicker than the humid night air. I could feel his eyes on me, but I refused to meet his gaze, keeping mine fixed on the passing streetlights that blurred into a hazy mess. I wanted nothing more than to disappear, to escape this nightmare that I’d willingly walked into—or had been pushed into, more like it. The evening had been a parade of fake smiles and hollow congratulations, all of it making me feel like a mannequin on display rather than a bride-to-be. My thoughts were spinning, tangled in a web of doubt and dread, when Dave finally broke the silence.“Belle,” he said softly, leaning in closer as if he could melt away the cold distance between us with just his voice. “I know tonight was a lot. But I’m here for you, okay? We’re in this together.”His hand reached for mine, but I pulled away, my fingers curling into a fist on my lap. I could feel him hesitate, and then he tried again, his hand brushing ag
Belle's POVZane’s arms were wrapped around me, his touch like a warm blanket shielding me from the cold reality outside. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, strong and steady, grounding me in this moment that felt too perfect to be real. My breath hitched as his lips moved against my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I moaned, unable to stop the sound from escaping as I clung to him, wanting to melt into his embrace, to forget everything else.“I missed you so much,” I whispered, my voice trembling with emotions that I kept bottled up for far too long.“Shush,” Zane murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “I know you did, Belle. I’m here now.”“Promise me,” I said, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. “Promise you won’t leave me, even if I try to push you away.”He smiled, that crooked smile that always made my heart skip a beat. “I’ll never leave you, Belle. Not ever.”His words were a balm to my aching heart, and b
Belle's POVZane’s arms were wrapped around me, his touch like a warm blanket shielding me from the cold reality outside. I could feel his heartbeat against my chest, strong and steady, grounding me in this moment that felt too perfect to be real. My breath hitched as his lips moved against my neck, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. I moaned, unable to stop the sound from escaping as I clung to him, wanting to melt into his embrace, to forget everything else.“I missed you so much,” I whispered, my voice trembling with emotions that I kept bottled up for far too long.“Shush,” Zane murmured, his lips brushing against my ear, sending a shiver down my spine. “I know you did, Belle. I’m here now.”“Promise me,” I said, pulling back just enough to look into his eyes. “Promise you won’t leave me, even if I try to push you away.”He smiled, that crooked smile that always made my heart skip a beat. “I’ll never leave you, Belle. Not ever.”His words were a balm to my aching heart, and b
Belle's POVI couldn’t believe I was here, sitting across from Zane in a dimly lit café that I’d never seen before, let alone stepped foot in. My heart was pounding so loudly that I was sure he could hear it, but it wasn’t from fear. It was something else entirely—something that twisted my insides and made it hard to breathe.Zane sat across from me, his eyes filled with a mixture of worry and something deeper, something that made my resolve waver for just a moment. His expression was so genuine, so raw, that it tugged at the edges of my defenses. But I knew I couldn’t let my guard down. I couldn’t afford to.I straightened in my seat, forcing my face into a mask of indifference, even as my heart screamed for me to reach across the table and take his hand, to tell him everything that was churning inside me. But I couldn’t. I owed everything to the Scott family, and that meant I could never be with Zane, no matter how much I wanted to.Zane’s voice broke through my thoughts, low and pl