Laura frowned in confusion. She had heard from Lorenzo that Lewis was the one who masterminded Isabella's kidnapping."Are you scared, Isabel dear? Tell me the truth. If he is the one, you don't have to be scared. You can easily change schools, and I promise he will be brought to justice," Laura persuaded, believing that the reason Isabella was denying the obvious was that she was afraid Lewis would attack her at school.Isabella shook her head frantically. The moment she opened her mouth to speak, she heard a dry cough from the door, which made her suddenly stop talking.Raising her head, she looked toward the door, only to see Lorenzo standing there, looking at her with an expressionless face and cold eyes.When Laura looked toward the door, Lorenzo's face creased into a smile."Honey, you should rest. You are tired. I will take care of Isabella and also handle the matter concerning the kidnapping. Those responsible won't go scot-free," Lorenzo spoke solemnly, his face filled with d
Followed by Laura's voice, "Isabella, are you asleep?"Lorenzo covered Isabella's mouth and whispered to her, "Pretend to be sleepy; I will handle the rest."Isabella watched quietly as Lorenzo left her bed in the dark room after taking off the handcuffs and the blindfold.A knock came at the door once again, and Laura's voice came from behind it. "Isabel, are you awake?""Yes," Isabella replied. She got down from the bed after putting on another pair of pants and hid the shredded ones Lorenzo had left under the bed."Isabella, what are you doing?" Laura's anxious voice came again."I am coming, Mommy," Isabella replied helplessly. She went to open the door, feigning sleepiness, rubbing her eyes while yawning.She asked, "Mom, what is the matter?"Laura looked at Isabella, a frown appearing on her face. She peered into the room and then said, "I heard you screaming. Are you alright, Isabel?""Screaming?" Isabella retorted, looking shocked.Laura stepped into Isabella's room and turned
When Isabella heard Lewis insisting on what he was saying, she was shocked and disappointed. She looked at him with a face creased in disapproval."Lewis, I thought you were just being unreasonable and jealous, but I didn't expect you to be a hell-bent liar."After giving him a look, Isabella turned around and began walking away. Lewis clenched his fists tightly and smiled helplessly; he didn't expect Isabella to believe him, but he couldn't stop himself from telling her the truth.He had the opportunity to learn who Lorenzo was from his father, a mafia boss who had ruled over the state for years and engaged in all vices, including intercontinental drug trafficking, human trafficking, and even murder and arson. His intention in approaching Isabella and her mother, Laura, was unclear.But such a person can't change overnight and decide to be a good person. He was sure that Lorenzo's intentions were suspect.After pondering over it for some time, Lewis decisively walked away, thinking a
Isabella couldn't get over Lewis's words. While still in class, she was mostly absent-minded, which caused her teacher to call her attention repeatedly.When she got on the school bus after the bell rang, she saw Cecilia getting into Lewis's car, happily leaning on him, while Lewis's face remained expressionless.Isabella remained quiet throughout the drive home. When she got off the school bus, she still felt disheartened and sad.With her school bag on her back, she approached the entrance of the house. The door opened, and Lorenzo saw her face; his expression was cold. He was aware of what had happened between Isabella and Lewis, as well as their conversation."Isabella, you don't seem happy," Lorenzo said, leaning lazily on the door frame.Isabella froze and forced a smile. She knew Lorenzo hated it whenever she showed any feelings for Lewis. "Nothing, I'm fine."Lorenzo didn't say another word. He shifted from the door, allowing her inside the house. A cold smile appeared on Lore
"I love you so much, daddy" said happily and Isabella giggled.Then she raised her arms and spread it before giggling once again.Lorenzo couldn't hold himself back any longer, he quickly shredded the gown she was wearing, and then followed up by ripping her pant off, keeping her stark naked.He held her neck and then said impatiently "Ride me"Isabella giggled and then moved playfully while saying "I will ride you, I will ride you"She pouted and then laughed.She stood up while straddling Lorenzo, and then Lorenzo gripped her waist, and lowered her onto his hard dick."Aahh! um..." Isabella moaned, while her hands curled around his neck."Fuck! you are so wet and sweet" Lorenzo groaned in excitement, with his palms holding her bums he raised her up and down his hard dick."Yes, yes, aaahh! fuck me daddy!! you are so sweet" Isabella moaned loudly.Lorenzo bent Isabella over the table and parted legs.He started thrusting in and out from behind."Yes, harder! fuck me daddy!!" Isabella
The moment Lorenzo joined the gun battle, three different cars arrived from the other end; that was the reinforcement he had called upon. They overpowered the opposition.Lorenzo fired the last bullet, taking down the last man standing from the opposition. His face was cold as he stared at his men, all of whom had lowered their heads guiltily."Boss," one of the men with red hair called out nervously. Though he was Lorenzo's second-in-command, he looked terrified of him.Lorenzo stared at him intently without saying a word, making Smith feel even more uncomfortable and panicky."Smith," Lorenzo called his name slowly, narrowing his eyes.Smith shuddered as beads of sweat gathered on his forehead. He stuttered in response, "Y...yes, ye...s, boss."Lorenzo asked coldly, "Why didn't you tell me the Street Gang had formed a coalition and had a foreign backer?"Sweat dribbled down from Smith's hair to his chin as his face creased with grave fear. "Boss, we promised to do a thorough investi
When Cecilia heard what Isabella said, her face changed drastically. She stared at Isabella coldly, which made Isabella flustered.Isabella started explaining what she meant anxiously. "It isn't that he doesn't love you; what I am saying is that if he really cares about you, he wouldn't treat you the way he is.""Stop! I don't want to listen to you, Isabella. If Lewis didn't love me, would he have professed his love for me? Lewis isn't a player; he has many girls professing their love to him, but he has never looked at them. I am the first girl he has confessed to," Cecilia retorted angrily.Isabella opened her mouth and then closed it; she couldn't say a word, nor could she reveal that Lewis had actually confessed his feelings for her, but she had turned him down.Hearing all that from Cecilia made her feel even worse, knowing that she was the first girl Lewis had really paid attention to.When Isabella didn't speak anymore, Cecilia spoke proudly, "I trust my boyfriend; he will never
Lorenzo suddenly felt nervous and panicked a little, but he didn’t turn around; his facial expressions kept twisting.He resisted the urge to turn around and comfort Isabella. Instead, he went to the backyard and lit a cigarette, beginning to smoke.“Damn it!” he shouted, kicking the tree in front of him.Feeling frustrated, he punched the tree while muttering to himself, “Why do I feel so bad about what she said? Have I fallen in love with Isabella?”His face changed drastically at the thought of this possibility. He looked like someone who had seen a ghost and shook his head. “No, that is impossible. I can't fall in love with Isabella.”With bloodshot eyes, he punched the tree once again and muttered, “I am here to ruin their lives and make sure that the son of a bastard regrets ever double-crossing me. I won’t let my heart dictate my actions and decisions.”After finishing his cigarette, he stubbed it out on the ground. Then, he looked toward the house and decisively walked inside.
When Lorenzo heard Chris's response, his white beard bristled with anger. He didn’t need a second to realize that Chris had tricked him yet again. The memory of the money he had burned just to ferry someone else's child to London ignited his fury. He slammed his fist on the table and roared, "Motherfucker, what’s your end game?"Chris remained calm, his demeanor unruffled. "I’m just protecting my grandchild, Lorenzo. You can’t expect me to sit back and let you take her away. I’m a grandfather now. Let me go see my baby girl in the hospital, and we can catch up later."A beeping sound came from the phone’s speaker. Lorenzo stared, dazed, confusion etched on his face. He knew Chris well—his talent lay in screwing people over, but lying wasn’t his style. The realization washed over Lorenzo like a cold wave. "She wasn’t pregnant with my child?" he muttered to himself, disbelief creeping in. After all his plotting, he had failed.In a fit of frustration, he grabbed a chair and smashed it a
Tony watched his boss with trepidation, unsure if it was the crushing defeat that had driven him to madness or the realization that he had nothing left to live for.Months slipped by in silence.Then, a piercing cry shattered the stillness from Isabella and Lewis's bedroom. Lewis, filled with anxiety, gently grasped Isabella's hand. "Babe, don’t be scared. I’ll take you to the hospital."Isabella, wracked with pain, tilted her head and bit down on Lewis's shoulder, her frustration spilling over. "It hurts so much!"Lewis gritted his teeth but remained steadfast, calling for help. The housekeeper and a few other staff members rushed in to help Isabella down the stairs.The commotion drew Ben's attention from his deep sleep. Rubbing his eyes, he emerged from his room, bewildered as he saw a crowd around his mother. By the time he fully registered the scene, Isabella had already been carried outside. He sprinted after them, only to find his father circling the car. "Dad, what’s wrong wi
At that moment, Lewis's dad regretted giving him the freedom to choose his own partner."Dad, I promise I won’t let him win," Lewis said, his voice steady and resolute.His father merely nodded, disappointment etched across his face as he waved him off. He felt let down by his only son."I'm sorry, Dad," Lewis said, his tone apologetic. He turned and walked out, getting into his car and heading home.When he arrived, Ben had already finished dinner and gone to bed, leaving only Isabella in the living room, waiting for him."Babe, welcome back," Isabella said, rising to greet him with a kiss on the cheek.Lewis managed a nod, forcing a smile. "Did you eat?" he asked.Isabella shook her head. "Not yet. I was waiting for you.""Alright, let’s have dinner," Lewis replied, heading to the dining table. They ate in silence, the weight of the day lingering in the air.Afterward, they went upstairs to their bedroom. Isabella didn’t pry into where he had been; she could see the exhaustion in hi
Isabella's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as Lewis's expression darkened. He didn't need to dig deeper; it was clear that Lorenzo had orchestrated this group of reporters.“Mrs. Isabella, how do you feel about cheating on your husband and dragging him into this shameful legal battle?”Another question quickly followed, and Isabella clung to Lewis, lowering her head to avoid the cameras flashing around them.The reporters, undeterred, turned their focus to Lewis, who stood protectively beside her. “Mr. Lewis, it’s impressive that you’re willing to stand by your wife. Not everyone would want to be in your position—having to defend her infidelity in court. Are you against divorce, or do you consider yourself a symbol of a ‘simp’?”The insults stung, igniting fury within Lewis, but he fought to keep his composure. Facing the camera, he replied with a sneer, “Stop judging me or my family. Those commenting on our situation need to understand that Isabella and I love each other, and nothi
After Lewis heard Lorenzo’s taunt, his expression darkened. He glared at Lorenzo, his fists clenching tightly until they crackled with tension. If they weren’t in court, he might have lost control.Lorenzo, noticing Lewis’s reaction, sneered in disdain. “Stop trying to scare me. You don’t look intimidating at all. Just give it a rest.”Lewis felt a twitch at the corners of his lips but took a deep breath, snorting coldly in response. “You can say whatever you want outside this courtroom, but know this: I will never let you get close to Isabella or Ben. They will never be yours.”With that, Lewis turned away and strode out, ignoring Lorenzo’s mocking voice behind him. “Stop thinking too highly of yourself; you can’t stop me!”Lewis walked into the courtroom with his entourage, leaving Lorenzo fuming as he followed suit. Lewis shot Lorenzo a cold glance before averting his eyes. They waited in tense silence until the judge finally entered.“All rise!” the clerk announced as the judge too
When Ben heard the question, confusion washed over him. Ever since his parents had picked him up from school, he’d felt an unsettling tension in the air. His face creased with worry as he looked at them, his anxiety palpable. "No, I want to stay with only you and Daddy," he replied, his voice trembling.Isabella, still unsure, pressed on. "Do you like any uncles? The one who usually visits you at school? Do you like him more than Daddy?"Although Ben appreciated the ice cream the uncle often brought, he didn’t like him in person. He pursed his lips, shook his head, and insisted, "I like only you and Daddy, and no one else."Isabella felt a wave of relief wash over her. She had been worried for days, unable to sleep peacefully. Lewis, sensing her tension, remained silent, knowing why she was asking these questions.He gently patted Ben's head and promised, "We will never let anyone take you from us. Don’t be scared."But as soon as Ben heard this, memories of his past kidnapping floode
Lewis exclaimed in frustration, "We still don’t know his true intentions. If he’s after custody of Ben, I think he’ll fail. But if he just wants access, the court will likely grant it."Isabella's expression shifted as she considered the implications. If Lorenzo had regular contact with Ben, he could manipulate him. The thought of the court granting him access filled her with dread, especially given the possibility that he might try to kidnap Ben again."Is there nothing we can do?" Isabella asked anxiously, worry etched on her face.Lewis’s eyes lit up as he replied, "If we can establish a criminal record and present evidence of his past attempts to kidnap Ben and the trauma he caused, the court will likely favor us."Isabella felt a glimmer of hope, but it quickly faded when she realized they had no way of obtaining Lorenzo's criminal records."How do we get his criminal record and evidence of his illegal activities?" she asked, frustration creeping into her voice.Lewis thought for
The court bailiff didn’t linger; after delivering the letter, he left without delay. The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension, and Isabella’s face was etched with worry.When Lewis caught sight of her expression, he tried to reassure her, saying earnestly, “Don’t worry. I won’t let him take Ben. I’ll call my attorney to discuss our chances in this case.”Isabella felt a bit of relief at his words, but the worry didn’t fully dissipate. She fell into his arms and whispered, “Babe, I’m so grateful for you. I don’t know what I would do without you. You’ve brought happiness into my life and made it so much more colorful.”Hearing this, Lewis smiled and gently patted her back. “I’ll always be by your side. No matter what storms we face, I won’t let you go. My love for you is stronger than any challenge that lies ahead.”Isabella’s heart warmed at his words, and she leaned forward to kiss his cheek. Lewis then bent down to kiss her forehead.“Now, I should talk to my attorney,” he r
Lorenzo's face darkened, his eyes blazing with anger. He hadn’t anticipated Chris's interference, which was precisely why he had never factored him into his plans. If he had known Chris would step in, he wouldn’t have acted so recklessly, allowing himself to be outmaneuvered. He gritted his teeth, furious at having underestimated Chris’s duplicitous nature."He is my grandson," Chris replied with an unsettling smile, his tone casual and dismissive.Lorenzo was momentarily taken aback. He hadn't expected such a nonchalant response and stared at Chris, suspicion flickering in his mind. "Chris, stop trying to provoke me. What are you planning to do with Ben? You can't be genuinely nice without an ulterior motive. Are you secretly plotting to kill him later?"Chris blinked in surprise at Lorenzo's wild accusation. He had not expected him to jump to such conclusions."Stop assuming I'm going to harm him. I’m not as ruthless as you; I wouldn’t kill my own blood. Despite being your son, he i