Isabella's heart clenched tightly because she knew Lorenzo wasn't just making a threat; he meant every word he had just said.She was so afraid that she couldn't even speak, but then she saw Lorenzo turn around, about to walk away.The thought of being subjected to being a sex tool by two different men she had no feelings for terrified her.Panicking, she called out to Lorenzo, looking flustered. "Dad, please, don't leave me. Please!"Lorenzo didn't look back; he continued walking away.Isabella struggled to her feet and wanted to run after him, but she was suddenly pulled back roughly and stumbled, falling to the floor.Two naked men stroking their dicks looked at her, while smiling evilly."She is very pretty; I would be a happy man entering her tiny butthole," one of them said with a wide grin.Isabella, upon hearing this, was so scared that she quickly stood on her feet and wanted to flee as far as she could.But she was slapped forcefully on the face, causing her to stumble and f
Although Isabella looked so frightened by Lorenzo, she didn't dare agree that she was. She shook her head and said with trembling lips, "No."Lorenzo chuckled and then let go of Isabella. She slumped to the floor because she couldn’t feel her legs due to fear.Looking down at her condescendingly, he said word by word, "You are dirty because other men have touched you. I won't have sex with you. Go and clean yourself, Isabella. Learn how to stay with Lewis. Next time, you won’t just be touched by those men; you will be fucked by more than twenty of them."Having finished speaking, Lorenzo took a large stride toward the door, reached for the doorknob, twisted it, and then walked out of Isabella's room.After he left, Isabella broke down in tears and wept for two hours before she finally fell asleep from exhaustion.She couldn't even get up at dawn the next day. When Laura came back from work, she went straight to Isabella's room.She found Isabella sleeping on the bed, walked over, and
Lewis ran to the entrance door and tried to pull it open, but the door refused to budge. After pulling for some time, he realized it was locked, so he ran back to the window."Isabella, the door is locked. Do you have the keys? Do you know where they are kept?" he asked, bombarding her with questions.Isabella just stared at him, looking extremely confused. She couldn't remember ever seeing the entrance door locked; it had always been open. This was the first time it was locked, and she appeared lost."I don't know where the keys are," Isabella replied.Knowing how capable Lorenzo was and aware that they were already running out of time, Lewis anxiously urged her, "Go and search. Check the storeroom, even his bedroom..."The sound of a roaring engine in the distance filled the air as he spoke to Isabella. He knew Lorenzo was already making his way home."Damn it!" he cursed under his breath in frustration, running his fingers through his hair and pulling it in exasperation.Isabella's
That was the first time Isabella was seeing real-life rifles; she was frightened to the extent that her face turned pale.Isabella clung to Lorenzo fearfully. The ugly masks the men were wearing were enough to unnerve her, and her heart was beating wildly.Lorenzo brought her toward a door from which loud voices could be heard. When he got close to the door, it slid open on its own.Isabella's eyes widened in shock as she saw many men laughing and gambling; some were even drinking directly from the bottles.She saw three naked men dancing on the stage while spectators laughed and jeered at them. Isabella watched, looking lost; this was the first time she had been in a gambling den."Boss!" The moment they saw Lorenzo, they all stopped what they were doing and called out one after the other while standing on their feet.Isabella's eyes widened as she stared at Lorenzo, looking at him strangely. She never expected he would own such an establishment.Lorenzo merely glanced at Isabella an
One of them shook his head and then said, "Nobody will believe you, little girl. We control the authorities. What do you think they could do to us?"When Isabella heard this, her face became paler. She now remembered why Lewis was helpless against Lorenzo, despite being the only son of a general.After dressing up, Lorenzo leaned against a corner with his arms folded and watched quietly, snickering to himself.Isabella swallowed nervously and then threatened fearfully, "I will bite my tongue and kill myself."One of the men raised his eyebrow at Isabella and then chuckled. "I am a professor of psychology; this little lie doesn’t move me."Isabella felt lost. She didn’t know what she could do anymore; she just stood there with tears rolling down her cheeks.One of the men stood up and walked over to Isabella, standing before her. He ran his fingers over her face and then cupped her breasts, commenting, "Not bad; it's beautiful." He then bent down to capture her nipple with his lips.Bu
Lorenzo took out a cigarette box from his breast pocket and then casually lit one of the sticks. Isabella clung to him nervously.The sight of a gun terrified her, but Lorenzo was too calm, causing Maximum to nod with a grin."That is what makes you the boss, but you should know you are in my territory, Lorenzo, and I also have the upper hand here. Why don't you give in to me this time?"Lorenzo squinted his eyes and retorted, "You are unworthy. Do you know how long I have ruled over California?"When Maximum heard this question, he had a bad premonition, but before he could think straight, some of his men shot at him at once.He got hit. Lorenzo pulled out his gun in one swift motion and shot at the person who had tried to shoot him. With a tug, he pulled Isabella down.Isabella lay on the floor, shuddering. The gunshots terrified her so much that she almost wet her underwear.When the gunfire ended, most of Maximum's men were on the floor, dead, and so was Maximum himself. The floor
She clung to Lorenzo tightly as he brought her inside the clubhouse.To Isabella's surprise, unlike other clubhouses, there were many people present, but none of them were dancing. Instead, they were either picking up sachets filled with a white substance or moving around to arrange them on a table.The dance floor was empty, and the pole that usually had a dancer was also vacant; it looked nothing like a club."This isn't a clubhouse, Isabel, but my birds' nest," Lorenzo observed lazily as he noticed her looking around curiously.Isabella didn’t understand what he meant by "birds' nest." She stared at him with a questioning look, full of curiosity, but Lorenzo was too lazy to explain. Instead, he said, "Don't think too much about it; you should learn how to listen more and speak less."Having finished speaking, he tugged at her arm, and they both strode into one of the rooms. The private room had an office setting, but there were no books, and the table was filled with sachet package
When the nurse heard what Lorenzo said, she was both shocked, and her face flushed with embarrassment; she exploded."What do you take me for? A street whore or an OnlyFans model?" she asked angrily, fuming.Lorenzo completely ignored her. He tore a check, wrote on it silently, and then tossed it to her. Taking a drag from his cigarette, he puffed a ring of smoke into the air.The nurse hesitated, but curiosity got the better of her. She bent down to pick up the check, and when she saw the amount written on it, her eyes widened. She thought Lorenzo was merely teasing or pranking her.She never expected he was serious about his request. She mentally calculated what she could afford with that amount, and all her hesitation disappeared."This place is too open; someone will see us," the nurse said, feeling awkward at the thought.Lorenzo didn’t respond; instead, he pulled down his zipper, exposing himself.The nurse took a deep breath, walked over, knelt between his legs, and took him in
She struggled to step forward and eventually collapsed on the couch in the private room. She tried to keep her heavy eyelids open as she asked suspiciously, "What did you give me?"Lorenzo acted surprised, then scratched his head with a smile and answered seriously, "I forgot to tell you that the alcohol content is very high. Don't worry; just relax. Nothing will happen to you."That was when Isabella realized that Lorenzo had actually plotted against her. She passed out a few minutes later. When she finally regained consciousness, she was stark naked, and Lorenzo was nowhere to be found.She tried to remember, but her head hurt badly, though flashes of her and Lorenzo having sex came to her mind.She quickly dressed when she realized it was already getting late. On the table, she saw a piece of paper. When she picked it up, she read what was on it: "You are so sweet, Isabel. You are very freaky when you are drunk; we should try this out some other time."Isabella angrily threw the pa
When Isabella heard the veiled threat in Lorenzo's voice, her grip on the steering wheel tightened, and her hand trembled as she slammed on the brakes, panic rising within her.“What kind of monster are you, Lorenzo? Using your own son to threaten me? That’s disgusting,” she shot back.Lorenzo just sneered, his indifference palpable. “Anything for you, baby," he replied before abruptly hanging up.Staring at her phone, Isabella felt a whirlwind of emotions wash over her—confusion and frustration mixing in a chaotic blend. She rested her forehead on the steering wheel, dreading the thought of meeting Lorenzo. His unpredictability lately made her fear he might actually go through with his threats.Reluctantly, she stepped out of the car, anxiety gnawing at her. She worried that Lewis would divorce her if he discovered that Ben wasn’t his son, especially after he had caught her in bed with Lorenzo.Walking quickly, she avoided the gaze of the street surveillance cameras, her heart racing
When Isabella heard her father's words, she staggered in shock, unable to comprehend what he was saying. She stared at him, wide-eyed, struggling to believe that he was aggressively pressuring her to harm her own son.“Dad…” she called out, her voice trembling with disappointment and heartache.Chris replied coldly, “Isabella, I’m doing this for your own good. With that child around, you’ll never know true happiness. Lorenzo will use him to make your life miserable. Why can’t you see that? You need to get rid of him.”Tears streamed down Isabella's face, her disappointment deepening. “Lies! You’re only doing this because he’s tied to your enemy. You’re being selfish!”Despite her accusations, Chris remained unmoved, his tone unyielding. “Isabella, stop being so stubborn. This is the right choice if you want to keep your marriage and live happily. Don’t ruin what you had with Lewis. There’s only so much he can tolerate—don’t push him beyond that.”Isabella clenched her fists, refusing
Lewis leaned weakly against the car, muttering to himself, "I’m terrified of losing you, Isabella. I’m so scared."Isabella, hearing his heartfelt words, felt a wave of emotion wash over her. She rushed to him, deeply touched by his sincerity. "Babe, you will never lose me. No one can take me away from you—not even death. I’ll be buried wherever you are. I love you."She wrapped her arms around him tightly, offering comfort. "I promise I’ll never make you feel unloved again. I will always be by your side."They remained in each other's embrace, listening to the steady rhythm of their heartbeats in silence. After a while, Isabella lifted her head and leaned in for a kiss.Lewis lowered his head, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. When they finally pulled away, Isabella smiled and suggested, "Let’s go home. I’ve missed sleeping beside you.""Okay," Lewis replied without hesitation, echoing her sentiment.As they drove home, smiles on their faces, even the housekeeper was taken aba
Isabella shot Lorenzo a sharp look, her voice icy as she demanded, "How did you know about the divorce? Are you spying on my husband and me?"Lorenzo felt a flash of anger at her condescending tone, but he buried it deep down. He would unleash his frustration later—once he had won her over. For now, he forced a smile and explained, "Of course not. Your divorce is already making the rounds in the news. Your father may be trying to suppress it, but it's out there. You have nothing to lose by being with me. Remember, we have a child together. Why not elope with me? You won’t regret choosing me over that weakling."Isabella's cold stare pierced through him. She recognized his attempt to manipulate her feelings for their son as a bargaining chip.With a disdainful sneer, she replied, "Even if I divorce my husband, I will never end up with a disgusting man like you, Lorenzo."Exhausted from the conversation, she turned to leave, heading for her car. But Lorenzo swiftly grasped her wrist, pu
When Jake heard what Lewis said, he couldn't believe it. He turned to him, doubt creeping into his voice. "You want to divorce Isabella?"Lewis nodded, his expression resolute. "Yes. I can't live with the knowledge that she cheated on me. She had no respect for me—bringing another man into our home and sleeping with him on our matrimonial bed."Jake regarded Lewis thoughtfully. Growing up alongside him, he had witnessed how poorly Lewis handled his relationship with Isabella. He offered serious advice. "Don't be impulsive. Think it through before making such a big decision."Lewis nodded, but his gaze remained unwavering. "I know what I’m doing."Jake sensed that further persuasion was futile. A few hours later, Lewis left Jake's home and drove to his attorney's office.Once inside, he was invited to take a seat."Lewis, I was just about to call you..." the attorney began, but Lewis cut him off."I'm not here for that," he said, his face hardening.The attorney raised an eyebrow, wait
Lewis's heart raced when he saw Isabella turn to him, her bloodshot eyes brimming with tears. He quickly realized that someone must have sent her a photo of him and Alicia together.He took a deep breath, fighting the urge to comfort her, and instead envisioned the betrayal of Lorenzo with Isabella in their own bed. Anger surged within him, and he stormed into the bathroom, stripping off his clothes and stepping into the shower. The water cascaded over him, but it did little to wash away his turmoil.When he emerged, a towel wrapped around his waist, he found Isabella waiting for him, her expression a mix of hurt and fury. "Did you sleep with her?" she demanded.Lewis didn’t respond. Instead, he focused on selecting an outfit from the wardrobe, trying to keep his composure. Suddenly, Isabella sprang to her feet, rushing toward him and gripping his arm tightly. She thrust her phone in front of his face. As he feared, the photo was there—proof of his indiscretion. "Are you mute now? C
Lewis wasn't paying attention at all; instead, he interrupted Jake, wrapping his arm around Alicia's shoulders and asking, "How does she look? Is she prettier than Isabella, right?"Jake, caught off guard by the question, hesitated. He glanced at Alicia, who awaited his response, and then at Lewis, whose expression hinted at a brewing storm if he didn't say the right thing.With a forced smile, Lewis answered tentatively, "She’s really gorgeous. I think she’s prettier than Isabella. Can I borrow her for a sec?"After a reluctant nod from Lewis, he leaned in and whispered something to Alicia before slumping onto the couch, clearly drunk.Once Lewis had given his approval, Alicia stood up and followed Jake to a quieter corner where they could talk. "Hi, Alicia," Jake began. "My friend is actually having some issues with his..."Before he could finish, Alicia interrupted with a smile. "He told me everything."Jake’s lips twitched at her response, realizing just how poorly he had judged t
Jake wasn’t surprised. He had sensed that Isabella hadn’t truly moved on from Lorenzo, and he knew this day would eventually come. Still, he hadn’t anticipated it would unfold like this.He squatted down beside Lewis, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. “Bro, I know you’re hurting. Honestly, I’m not sure what to say that’ll make it better. Let’s get you changed first, and then we’ll go out for a drink.”Jake stood up, pulled Lewis to his feet, and led him inside.His girlfriend caught sight of them and raised an eyebrow at Lewis’s disheveled state. Jake shot her a glance, and she held back her questions.Once inside his room, Jake helped Lewis change into a fresh outfit. When they emerged, Jake approached his girlfriend. “Darling, I’m taking my brother out for a bit,” he said, leaning down to plant a quick kiss on her cheek.“Please come home soon, and be safe,” she replied, concern etched on her face.Jake nodded and left the house with Lewis, who had remained silent since he