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Isabella

Damon'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