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Victoria held up a hand, cutting off Eliza’s outburst. Maria looked nervous, caught between Victoria's cold stare and Eliza's explosive anger."Sit. Down," Victoria said quietly to ElizaBut she couldn't sit. Her whole body was shaking. "You can't be serious right now," she whispered, her voice coming out all choked. "Mom!"The baby kicked hard like it was trying to remind her what was at stake here. As if she could forget. Maria wouldn’t even look at her—typical coward. She’d betray anyone if it meant getting what she wanted. She just sat there, staring at her shoes. Just a few days ago, Maria was kissing Eliza’s ass. But now? Now she’d seen a bigger opportunity and decided to play a different game. Typical Maria—always chasing the next post to hang her ambitions on."It could literally be anyone else," Eliza said, her voice rising again. "Why does it have to be Richard?"Victoria just raised one perfect eyebrow at Maria. "Yes, enlighten us. Why him specifically?”And then Maria got
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Isabella was having one of those rare perfect moments.You know the kind - when everything just feels right? When the sun hits differently and makes your whole room glow like something out of a movie? Yeah, that was exactly what was happening as she sprawled on her favorite window seat, laptop balanced on her knees.God, she loved this. Just...peace. No drama, no chaos, just her, her man and the afternoon sunlight warming her face while she scrolled through her Instagram. Her feed was full of her design work - sleek modern houses, cozy spaces that looked like they belonged in magazines, rooms that actual people could actually live in. She'd worked her ass off on every single one of them. Sometimes she still could not believe she had managed to pull herself back up after everything that went down. But here she was, rebuilding her life one project at a time, with Seth by her side.Speaking of Seth… the roses he’d planted outside her window were blooming. Pink and white, perfectly arran
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The first thing that came into Isabella’s consciousness was a pain in the head, throbbing, persistent and barely bearable. The second was the scent—clean linen mixed with a faint trace of cologne she knew all too well.Her stomach dropped, dread tightening like a vice around her chest. No. It couldn’t be. She forcefully shut her eyes, willing the sensation away, but when she opened them, the nightmare was real.This was not her room. The sheets were not hers. And lying beside her, calm as ever, was Richard.She gasped, sat straight up and instinctively held her sheet to her chest to cover her nudity. “No, no, no, no,” she muttered more and more nervously, her voice rising.Richard opened his eyes and yawned, his mouth twisting into that self-absorbed smile she had not been able to purge from her memory.“Good morning, sweety,” he greeted flirtatiously while she grumbled, feeling irritated by his attitude.Lifting her gaze to his face, Isabella frantically tried to pick up the sheet wi
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Seth could not go home that night. The walls would suffocate him, every corner haunted by memories of Isabella's laughter, her smile, and the life they had built together. Instead, he found himself in his officeHis hand shook as he reached for the bottle of whiskey he kept in his desk drawer—a gift from a client he had never opened. Until now. He did not even bother with a glass, just tipped it back, the burn doing nothing to dull the ache inside.His phone buzzed again. Isabella. The twentieth call in two hours. He let it ring, staring at her face on the screen until it faded to black.The envelope on his desk caught his eye again. Plain. Unmarked. His name printed neatly across the front. It had been placed there by Michael—obviously. He reached for it slowly, almost like he did not want to touch it. His fingers hesitated on the seal before tearing it open. The first photo slid out, landing on the desk.His world stopped.It was Isabella. His Isabella. Her hair spread across a pi
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Days passed, and nothing changed. Seth was still gone. Edward's texts were vague – "Still looking" or "Give it time." But time wasn’t helping. The silence was driving her mad.By the fifth day, something in Isabella snapped. She couldn't sit here anymore, waiting for someone else to fix this. She got dressed and went to Richard's office.The receptionist gave her a practiced smile. "I'm sorry, Mr. Stone isn't available right now.""Tell him it's Isabella.""Ma'am, he's given strict instructions not to be disturbed. He just became a father and—"Isabella's laugh was sharp. "Oh, I know all about that. Believe me, I’m well aware.” She leaned forward, lowering her voice to a dangerous calm. “Tell him this — if he doesn’t see me now, I’ll sit here. In this lobby. All day. Every day. Until he does.”The receptionist's smile faltered. "I'll... see what I can do,” she stammered before picking up the phone and turning slightly awayIsabella didn’t wait for permission. She spun around and sank
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Edward barely had time to stop the car before Isabella was out of it, the door slamming shut behind her. He did not try to stop her. He understood that look she had on her face, the one that told him that she would die if need be, but she must speak to Seth today.“Take your time,” Edward said under his breath, watching her disappear into the building.Isabella ran upstairs as fast as she could; her heartbeat quickened, her pulse pounding in her ears. Five days. Five days. And now she was finally here, standing outside Seth’s door. She raised her hand to knock but stopped, her fingers trembling midair“What if she can’t get through him?”She pushed the thought aside and knocked, loud and firm.The door opened a moment later, and there he was-Seth.For a second, time froze.He looked like a stranger. His face was tired, dark circles under his eyes. He had not shaved or trimmed, and his hair was a mess. But it was the look in his eye that broke her- cold, empty. Like he did not even r
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They say having a child changes you. But watching Richard with their newborn son, Eliza realized that "change" wasn't a strong enough word. It was like witnessing the birth of an entirely different man—one who hummed lullabies, who could spend hours just watching their baby's chest rise and fall during afternoon naps.The fearsome Richard Stone, who made board people tremble, now spent his mornings making silly faces at a tiny human who couldn't even smile back yet. He’d traded cutthroat boardrooms for diaper changes and somehow, it suited himTheir son was barely a week old, and he still didn't have a name—not for lack of trying. Eliza and his mother had suggested everything from traditional family names to modern choices, but Richard dismissed them all with the kind of careful consideration usually reserved for million-dollar contracts."That's not befitting," he'd say, or "He doesn't look like a Max," staring at their son like he was trying to solve some complex puzzle. His favorit
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There was a lot Seth could let go—grudges, petty arguments, even people who’d hurt him in the past. But not this. Not when it involved Isabella, and certainly not when it had left her so broken she could barely speak about it without her voice trembling. He wasn’t a man driven by blind rage, but for the guy who had done this to her? He would make an exception.“His name’s James Parker,” Isabella said quietly as they sat in Seth’s car, parked outside Grey Development. She clutched the handle of her bag tightly like it was the only thing keeping her together. “That’s what he told me, anyway.”Seth stared at the building ahead, his fingers tightening on the steering wheel. Several ways to handle the man played through his mind. The conflict was real—doing it the right way or giving in to the overwhelming urge to tear the guy apart. But beneath the anger, one question kept surfacing, refusing to let go: why would someone risk their life and job like this?Was it greed? Desperation? Or som
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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
