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CHAPTER FIFTY NINE
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Isabella pushed open the front door, her head pounding from last night's drinks. She froze when she saw Seth in the living room, still in yesterday's clothes, looking like he hadn't slept at all.“Finally decided to come home?" His voice was cold as ice.Isabella winced, both from her hangover and his tone. “I didn’t know you were keeping tabs on me now.”“Tabs? I live here, remember? Hard not to notice when you didn’t come home all night.”“Last I checked, I don’t owe you a play-by-play of my life,” Isabella crossed her arms, ignoring how the room swayed slightly."No?" Seth stood up, holding out his phone. "Then explain why when I called—concerned, by the way — a man answered your phone at two in the morning?""That's none of your—"“My business?” he cut in. ”Isabella, you spent yesterday accusing me of something—still don't know what—then disappeared to spend the night with another man.""Another man?" Isabella let out a sharp laugh. "It was Leo. Or are you going to pretend you don
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Seth pulled up to his mother's house, checking his phone one more time before heading in. Ten missed calls from Isabella. He sighed, pocketing the phone as he walked to the door."There you are!" His mother's voice came from the kitchen. "I was starting to worry.""I’m sorry," Seth called back, following her voice. "Traffic was—"He stopped short in the doorway. His mother wasn't alone. A young woman about his age stood at the counter, wiping down the surface with a dishcloth."Traffic was terrible," he finished, shooting his mother a questioning look."Well, you're here now." His mother wiped her hands on her apron. "Would you help set the table? We can talk after dinner."Seth's phone buzzed again. He glanced at the screen – Isabella."Something important?" his mother asked."Just work," he lied, sliding the phone back into his pocket. "Where are the plates?""Same place they've been for twenty years, honey." His mother gestured to the cabinetAs he reached for the stack of plates,
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"Somewhere more comfortable than the stairs?" Isabella echoed, letting Seth guide her up the remaining steps. Her hand felt small in his, but their fingers interlocked perfectly. At the top of the stairs, she turned to face him. "I should probably clean up first. I must look terrible."Seth's thumb brushed across her cheek. "You never look terrible.""Liar." She smiled despite herself. "I've been crying for God knows how long.”“You’re always attractive to me," Seth said softly, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Even with mascara tracks down your cheeks."Isabella stepped closer, her hands sliding up his chest. "Prove it."His eyebrows rose. "Prove it?""Mm-hmm." She began undoing his tie with deliberate slowness. "Unless you'd rather do something else..."Seth caught her hands in his. "You are trouble.""You like trouble." She freed one hand to trace his jawline. "And I really do need that shower.""Isabella—"She was already walking backward toward the bathroom, pulling hi
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Seth and Isabella were discovering a different kind of love. They were learning that it wasn't a destination. It's a constant journey of choosing each other, understanding each other, and growing together.Everyone around them could see the change. Their smiles were different. The way they worked, the way they talked to people - everything had a new energy. Something beautiful was happening between them, something rare and precious.For the first time, they were being completely truthful about how they truly felt - raw, unfiltered and unapologetically real.No more hiding. No more pretending.Just them.Just love.Seth and Michael were deeply engrossed in work, so concentrated that Seth had unconsciously removed his suit jacket and rolled up his shirt sleeves. The kind of focus that made time disappear.When his phone buzzed, Seth raised a finger to Michael. "One sec," he muttered, reaching for the device.The moment he saw Isabella's name, his entire demeanor softened. A smile spread
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The first few days of their relationship was like this wild, can't-breathe-without-you tornado. Every moment they weren't together felt like something was missing. Work was just this annoying interruption between the time they could actually be with each other.Lunch became their lifeline. Their sacred hour where they would meet, steal touches and kisses, and share every single detail about their morning. Who talked to who? What weird thing happened in the office.. Nothing was off-limits.They had become what Edward jokingly called “completely lovestruck”—always finding excuses to touch, existing in their own perfect little world. They woke up together, went to bed together, and filled every moment in between with each other. One of their favorite “in-betweens” was solving cold case documentaries—not professionally, just because they could. Sitting close, heads almost touching, trading wild theories back and forth had become their unique version of a date nightTheir love for diving i
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For most of the trip to the apartment, silence ruled the car, Seth could tell something was wrong with Isabella. She kept turning a piece of her hair in her finger while her eyes looked blank as if she was daydreaming.“Hello,” he said, slowly moving his hand to the side of her thigh and giving her a light squeeze. She jolted, startled out of her thoughts.“Uh…did you say something?”“Something?” he repeated, his lips curving into a grin. “I said about a dozen things, but clearly none of them were interesting enough to compete with whatever is going on in your head.”Her cheeks flushed. “Oh…sorry. I was just…umm.” “What is going on in that head of yours?”“Nothing,” she replied quickly, looking out the window to avoid his gaze.“Nothing?” He moved a little bit closer and lowering his tone further he said. “It’s lustful when you look at me like I am your next meal?”Her head turned toward him quickly and her face was flush red with embarrassment. “What?! I was not staring at you!”“Yo
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Seth drove like he was running out of time. He was eager to ensure that Isabella never read all these rumors – not like this, not unsullied. His phone rang yet again and it seemed like this was the fourth or fifth time within that night alone. He knew that the call was from his mother, he didn’t even need to look at the caller ID.Heaving a deep breath he pressed the button marked answer.“Seth Donovan!” she barked before he could speak. “You’re all over the internet! What is going on?”“Mom, not now,” he said sharply, his patience crumbling.“Don’t you ‘not now’ me,” she shot back. “Your aunties have been calling me nonstop asking if she is the one. Seth, is she?”“She’s not,” he snapped, his fingers drumming against the steering wheel. “It’s a misunderstanding.”“A misunderstanding? So the photos are fake? The articles are fake? Seth, I’m your mother. Don’t hide this from me.”“I’m not hiding anything,” he said through gritted teeth.She scoffed. “So you’re okay letting the world th
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“How about you make me,” Seth murmured, his voice smooth as silk as he leaned in, his face inches from hers. His breath brushed against her skin, and Isabella’s chest tightened. She stepped back slightly, but he followed, closing the gap effortlessly."Anyone could walk in right now," Isabella whispered, her voice shaky. But her body paid no mind to her brain. Even as she said the words, she was not moving away.Seth's lips curved into a knowing smile. "Maybe that's part of the thrill," he murmured.She kept clearing her throat, trying to ignore the magnetic pull between them. “You know,” she started, her voice shaking just a little, “this is…a company apartment, Seth. We should probably—uh—keep things professional.”“Professional?” Seth repeated, his lips curling into a smirk. “Are you seriously going to carry on as if you do not feel this?”She blushed modestly, she turned her face away and did not look directly at him. “I do not have the slightest clue on what you are talking abou
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The hotel staff greeted them with practiced elegance, whisking their luggage away as a manager personally escorted them to their suite."Mr. Donovan, everything has been arranged as requested," the manager said discreetly, handing over their key cards.Isabella raised an eyebrow at Seth, “Everything is arranged?...What did you do?”Seth just shrugged and kept smiling mysteriously.Once in their suite, Isabella gasped at the panoramic city views. "Seth, this view is incredible.""I know that's why I picked this room. I also have dinner reservations at La Casa Elegante for eight," he said, watching her explore the luxurious space. "It's one of the best restaurants in Mexico City.""I'm pretty tired," Isabella hesitated, then smiled. "But a Michelin-star restaurant? That might be worth staying up for."Seth checked his phone quickly - another message from his mother confirming the final details with Rosa. Everything was falling into place. He planned to introduce Isabella to Rosa after d
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"Seth Donovan, what are you up to?" Isabella asked, watching him pack their suitcases with an air of mystery. They were leaving for Mexico City in the morning, and he didn't want Isabella to get a whiff of where they were going, but she was suspicious about how he had been acting. She knew they were travelling but didn't know where."Just trust me," he replied with a grin, carefully tucking something into a hidden compartment of his suitcase when he thought she wasn't looking.Isabella narrowed her eyes playfully. "I saw that.""No, you didn't," he said smoothly, closing the suitcase. "And even if you did, it's still a surprise."She hopped on top of their bed, watching him walk around the room. "I am tired of surprises, I don't think I can take anymore. Out with it please,”"Relax, you will like this one," he promised, pausing to kiss her forehead before pulling out a black silk blindfold "Put this on," Seth said with a mischievous smile.Isabella stared at it suspiciously. "You're
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The drive home from the Riverside Hotel was quiet, Isabella staring out the passenger window, the envelope clutched in her lap. Seth kept glancing at her, wanting to say something but knowing she needed this silence to process everything.When they pulled into their driveway, they spotted Edward sitting on their front steps. He stood as they approached, his usual easy smile fading as he caught sight of Isabella's tear-stained face behind her sunglasses."Hey, boss," he said to Seth, then more gently to Isabella, "Everything okay?"Isabella attempted a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "Not really.""Come inside," Seth said, unlocking the door. "We'll explain everything."They settled in the living room, Isabella curling up in her favorite corner of the couch, still holding the envelope like a lifeline. Seth brought her a glass of water before sitting beside her."I've been trying to reach you at the office," Edward said to Seth, his tone concerned. "When you weren't there for th
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James pulled out his phone. "I can call them. Set something up for tomorrow, if you want." Isabella nodded slowly. "Tomorrow then." She looked at Seth. “Is that okay with you?" "Of course," he assured her. James stood, wiping his face one final time. "I'll let them know. And Izzy?" He hesitated at the doorway. "Thank you. For listening. For giving me a chance to explain." After he left, Isabella collapsed against Seth, finally allowing her tears to fall. "All these years," she whispered. "I thought I must have done something terrible to make them hate me so much. And it turns out...it turns out I just wasn't theirs." Seth held her tighter, his voice fierce. "You are worth so much more than their prejudices, Isabella. So much more than their narrow definition of family." She nodded against his chest, then straightened, wiping her eyes. The Rivera’s dining room felt too small, too intimate for the weight of the moment. Isabella strode in, her heels clicking against the fl
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Seth's overly large living room felt smaller with James in it. Isabella sat rigidly on the couch, watching her brother pace back and forth. The silence between them was heavy with years of hurt."Izzy," James finally began, using her childhood nickname. "I've been trying to reach you for weeks.""I know." Her voice was flat, controlled."I saw everything on the news. The Stone case, Victoria's death..." He ran a hand through his disheveled hair. "It made me think about a lot of things. About what I did. About who I became."Isabella remained silent, her hands clasped tightly in her lap."I was wrong," James continued, his voice cracking. "So wrong. When Richard offered me money..." He shook his head. "I convinced myself that you were the one who was wrong. That you weren't living up to his expectations.""Expectations," Isabella repeated softly. "What kind of expectation requires a man to beat his wife to a pulp, lock her up for days, sleep with her cousin, and talk down on her consta
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The common room of the women's correctional facility was quiet except for the droning of the television. Victoria Stone sat alone; her greying hair pulled back severely, her prison uniform neat despite its wear. Her eyes were fixed on the screen where her son's face filled the frame."Breaking news," the anchor announced. "Richard Stone, once considered untouchable, has been sentenced today. The business mogul faces forty years before the possibility of parole..."Victoria's hands began to shake. The paper cup of coffee she held slipped from her fingers, spreading a dark stain across the linoleum floor. No one moved to help her clean it up."My boy," she whispered, her voice breaking. "Oh, my Richard."The news showed footage of him being led away in handcuffs, and Victoria pressed her hands to her mouth, trying to stifle her sobs. She saw what others might miss - how he held his head, just like his father used to. The same proud tilt of the chin, even in defeat."I taught him that,"
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Frederick stood at the podium, his earlier confidence now radiating through the courtroom. "Your Honor, I'd like to call Special Agent Tara Winters to the stand."A sharp-featured woman in a crisp jacket strode to the witness box. After being sworn in, she met Richard's gaze unflinchingly."Agent Tara, please tell the court about the Operation.""For three years, we tracked Mr. Stone's network of influence. I was in charge of cracking codes, following the trail and everything techy. We got encrypted USB drives detailing payoffs to judges, politicians, and law enforcement officials across five states; we got videos of Richard's trafficking of human, arms and drugs, which were labelled as medical supplies." Frederick collected all the said evidence and handed them to the bailiff.Richard's face was drained of color. He had always been too careful, but Louis and his team had somehow gotten to the root of his operations.Next came Marcus Reynolds, one of Richard's former enforcers; he jus
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Isabella, Seth, Louis, and Frederick gathered in a little corner out of sight during the break. There was enough tension in the room for a knife to pierce it. Isabella paced while her heels clicked on the ground. "I do not like this," she said, running her hands through her hair. "Barrett is too confident. What if Richard actually walks free?"Frederick leaned back in his chair, a knowing smile playing on his lips. "That's exactly what I want them to think."Seth raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?""I'm playing dumb," Frederick explained, his eyes gleaming. "Let them attack our evidence. Let them think they're winning. They have no proof of Richard's innocence - not a single piece. But me?" He tapped his briefcase. "I'm just getting started."He turned to Louis sharply. "Tell me you collected everything by the book. We can't have any of it thrown out on technicalities."Louis shifted uncomfortably. "About that evidence...There's something else you should know," he said, his voice
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“Take this and deliver it to my son,” Victoria said, more as a command than a request.“Ma…” his objection was cut short by Victoria's steely gaze and commanding presence that left no room for argument.Barrett carefully folded Victoria's letter and tucked it into his briefcase. Her intensity was unchanged, even behind bars - she was a woman who always found a way to exert control.Two days later, Richard sat in his cell, looking like a shell of his former self. “Your lawyer is here to see you,” the guard announced as he banged on the gate rails of Richard's cell“Richard, it's nice to see you, how are you holding up?” Barret asked although he already knew the answer to that one just by looking at him. He tried talking to Richard about their court hearing happening the next day, but he seemed lost and resigned, so Barrett resorted to his last option. He discreetly handed him the letter his mother had written.“What's this?” Richard asked uninterested“Something from your mother, She
