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
DamonI pulled up by the City Hall and put on my mask just as I alighted from the van. I had a team of five men with me, but according to Ted, this was where the majority of the explosives were since the hall was at the center of the city. I attracted many looks as I climbed up the stairs and went straight into the building."Leo," I called to the man beside me."Boss," he said, looking much cleaner and wearing clean clothes than he was before."Get everybody out of the building," I said. "Even if things were to go south, it'd be better if they were outside," I said to him."You got it, boss."Just as I reached the stairways that led to the basement, I heard a loud booming roar followed by the sound of many people screaming."Can he really turn into a lion? I know you can turn into some sort of beast," I replied to Miguel's question. "But I haven't seen it before. I only saw a few videos taken by scared people that he was fighting against."We reached the basement quickly. "There's an
DamonI "Don't tell her," I said as I pushed myself to my feet, staggering from shortness of breath. Alessandro helped me stay on my feet and guided me up the stairs. By the time we reached the main floor of the City Hall, Alessandro received the status report."Baby, we intercepted everything," he said. Just as I opened the door, I was faced with a large beast."Leo, there's no need for you to be like this anymore," I said. Leo was a strange crossbreed between a lion and a tiger, standing on hind legs shaped like an animal's but with hooves instead of claws. "Did you rip your clothes?" I asked him, taking off my jacket. Leo nodded, and I asked Philippe if there were spare clothes in the car."Here," Philippe said. Moments later, we were climbing down the stairs. It happened quickly; Leo flinched and then curled in on himself as his body began to contort back into a man."Ah," he said as he stretched his arms and his back. He picked up the clothes and wore them quickly."Where to?" P
IsabellaI felt a slight tug at the pit of my stomach, a sign that something grave had happened. I looked at the screens in front of me. Everything was normal, except that I saw Damon shrouded in black mist. Suddenly, a surge of negative emotion rose as my hand touched my belly."Are you okay?" Paula asked as she stepped into my room."No," I said with a bitter smile. "How can I be okay? I lost my baby and potentially the ability to ever get pregnant for the man I love. I may just as well be the last member of my family." I laughed bitterly."Bella," Paula said, her voice soft and warm as she sat on the bed beside me. "Don't say that, please.""Don't say what? Don't say the reality of things?" I replied. "I've looked into my future, Paula. I've looked at yours, and there's light, there's so many beautiful children in your future.You have babies with you, and you're happy. But me... it's gray, Paula. It's very gray, like a long continuous storm that refuses to let up. There's no eye f
IsabellaDamon's eyes flashed red and then returned to their original color."Is that what you want? Is that really what you want, Mia Bella? Think about this," he urged."I want revenge," I said firmly. "I want them to feel what I felt. I want Recolletti to feel what I felt and watch as the life you brought into this world disappeared. I want her to go through exactly what I went through.""You're not calm, Bella. When you are, we can talk about this again. I'm not going anywhere. It's not up for discussion. You are going back to the manor, and when you are level headed, we can talk about how best to deal with this," he said, his tone final and imbued with power.I bit my lip as I felt myself succumbing to it, bending to the man who was king over me. Tears pricked my eyes as my vision began to blur."I won't forget this. I won't forget that you tried to stop me, Damon. And I will hate this day," I said, unable to stop the words that were coming out of my mouth as though it was some