IsabellaI looked up in front of me and willed the screen to come into focus. Multiple screens showed up in my vision, and all of them began to blur with red. I flinched as my hand instinctively clutched my belly. I didn't need anyone to tell me what it meant. I was in grave danger."What is it?" Damon asked as he pulled me closer."I don't see the future," I said. "I need... I don't see a future. Before you came, I saw that everything was perfectly fine, that the baby is fine. But now... I see red. I see blood. I don't see anything.""But I thought you saw an infinite amount of futures," Julius said. "Surely you were supposed to see him. You were supposed to see RJ."I shook my head gently. "It doesn't work like that. My visions... the premonition doesn't work like that. I have to know about the existence of something before I can see the possible outcome. I didn't know about this RJ before, which is why the future I saw was only in line with what I knew. And now that I know about hi
Damon"Ivan," I said into the phone."Yes, my love," he answered, making me roll my eyes."I heard about the things you did. I've heard about how you killed Roman. It's smart. But his son is alive. His son is here. I need you to pull up some contacts for me. I'll text them to you. But I want you to tell them how incompetent RJ is in handling his father's business.Plant a good seed about how he would run everything to the ground in a couple of months. Make it sound convincing. It's been a while since I've done some espionage, Damon, but it's fine. I have my ways. I expect your response by tomorrow."I turned away from the window to find Isabella's face guarded. Her hand was on her belly protectively, and she looked deep in thought."We just need to wait for a while," I said as I reached my hand towards her, beckoning her to me. She smiled, but I didn't need much observation to tell that she was forcing it."Ted, can you give us a minute?" I asked, and the young man packed up his lapto
IsabellaDamon sat me down in the lounge after breakfast and looked at me with purpose in his eyes."He has called, hasn't he?" I asked, already knowing the answer."Tomorrow," Damon said. "I'll get everything ready," I replied with a sigh. Damon grabbed my hand with a frown on his face. "You are not coming with me, Mabella. He knows where we are, my love. I don't know how," I said."He is like you in some ways. If you go by yourself and leave me here, he will come, and the outcome is going to be tragic. I don't think it will matter how many men I lead behind. This is why the best way to handle him is through diplomacy, like his father. Fighting him head-on or trying to prevent an attack is going to lead to disaster." My hand found my belly and gave it a small rub. Over the past few days, I had been almost murmuring to the baby, asking questions about what his or her gender would be and also telling stories about my childhood.Damon looked pained as he spoke to me."Why? I can move
Damon It all happened within a second. The madman shook Isabella's hand, and even though I wanted to reach out for her and pull her away, Isabella assured me that all would be fine. I watched as he pulled out a gun and pointed it at her belly, then shot her. Before anyone could react, I went for RJ first. I slapped the gun out of his hand and punched him so hard that he flew out of the glass window, breaking it in the process. Instead of shouting, the man smiled as he fell from 15 stories in the air. I turned back to Isabella. Her belly was a mass of blood and gore as she lay there gasping for air. "No, no, no," I repeated over and over again as I clutched her to my chest. "Daniel!" I called for the doctor. Luckily, he was on standby and instantly ran into the room. His eyes widened, and he began to shake his head slowly as he approached quickly. "Tell me you can save her," I pleaded as I removed the mask with one bloodied hand. "I can, but the baby..." he began, but I interru
Isabella"My deepest condolences, princess," Donatella said beside me as she sat on a stool by my bed. With the threat being obliterated, she was now fully welcomed to come and go as she pleased in the mansion. I turned away from her and looked outside the window instead. My hand reached up to my still-aching abdomen."You are healing at an unprecedented rate, princess. The wound that would have taken months to heal is already mostly covered up in a couple of weeks. I'm sure you'll be fully healed by the end of next week," Daniel said earlier as he checked on me.Before, I could feel the tiny spark of life in my belly, but now I felt nothing but blood and a jumble of intestines and organs. RJ had gotten me good, but even though I had expected some level of loss, I didn't think it would hurt this bad."Has he come to see you yet?" Donatella asked, and I turned my head back towards her."A few times," I said, lying through my teeth, just as I had done to Damon weeks ago. I bet he was wi
Damon"Woe unto a man who cannot take care of his family." I will translate that as "woe unto a man who could not protect his family."The loss of my child was simply too much pain to bear. I had barely felt the little spark of life within Isabella's belly until it was snuffed out by that madman, only because I couldn't reach her fast enough.I was too slow, I thought to myself as I pulled off my mask and sat in the lounge. My eyes found the bottle of amber-colored liquid, whiskey, and I poured myself a nearly full glass. I gulped down the contents of the glass in one shot. It was slightly euphoric, feeling the warmth of the alcohol rush down my throat to settle in my belly.But the feeling only lasted for a short while, as it was nearly impossible to get drunk anymore."I don't think you should worry too much about this… Montenegro of a girl," someone said. "After all, she is, as I hear, unable to give birth. I heard that earlier today. Someone was spreading rumors about her. Why did
IsabellaAs I spoke to Damon and cried into his neck, I felt a weight lift off my chest. Walking back to my room, I suddenly stopped and flinched as a screen popped up in front of me. I closed my eyes, willing it to go away.I didn't want to see a future without my child. But it didn't leave. It stayed there, and another one joined it. Feeling frustrated, I raised my eyes and looked at it. The events were not threatening, and there was no red screen this time, but I was alone, and I had to make a decision.I turned away from my room and headed towards where I knew I would find Alessandro. He got up from his seat in the reception of the lounge when he saw me and bowed his head."The reality is… what is left of the family, who are they?" I asked him."Respectfully, princess, I didn't think you were up by now.""Well, I'm up. And I'm fine. So tell me what I need to know," I pushed him."From what I remember, Roman's wife Anya and his second daughter Patricia are the only ones alive.""Ar
DamonStill stained with blood and some pieces of gore, I sat on the now ruined trunk of my car as I pulled out my phone and called Dave. "Let's just say that my car is totaled and I need a ride. I'll bring the chopper and ride away. Send me your location, sir.""I'm in front of the old... the current Riccioletti Estate. Although the place is basically nothing right now, but you'll see me," I told him hurriedly."Understood, sir. Give me a few minutes.""Are we flying again?" Raven asked from the floor. The man lay on his back with his arms spread wide and his legs apart. He was initially staring at the sky, but when I took the call, his eyes turned to me."Do you have a problem with that?" I asked, sitting out slightly."You know I have a problem with flying," he said as he sat up slightly."So, would you like to run back to the house?""No," he said, pouting like a child."Then shut up and lie back on the ground and keep staring at the sky," I commanded as I laid back against the tr