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THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 148
**The Choice Between Loyalty and Betrayal**The room was suffocating with tension. The cold barrel of Ethan’s gun was aimed straight at Isabella, his eyes unreadable. Behind him, Marcella reclined on the velvet couch, a glass of wine in her hand, amused by the chaos she had orchestrated.Isabella didn’t flinch.She had faced death before.But this? This was different.This was Ethan.The man who had fought beside her, bled beside her, saved her life more times than she could count.Leo tensed beside her, his own gun raised. “Ethan. Put the damn gun down.”Dante muttered under his breath, his fingers twitching toward the knife at his belt. “Tell me we can kill him now.”Ethan’s grip didn’t waver. His voice was tight. “Don’t make me do this.”Isabella took a step forward, ignoring the way Leo’s arm instinctively moved to shield her.She wasn’t afraid.Not of Ethan.Not yet.“Tell me why,” she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper.Ethan swallowed hard, his jaw clenching. “You wo
Last Updated : 2025-03-23THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 149
**The Rescue Mission Begins**The weight of Ethan’s revelation settled over the group like a storm cloud.Marcella had his sister.A woman none of them had even known existed until now.Leo rubbed a hand down his face, exhaustion and frustration warring in his expression. “So let me get this straight—you’ve had a sister this entire time, and you never thought to mention it?”Ethan’s jaw tightened. “She was never supposed to be part of this life.”Dante let out a low whistle. “Well, she is now.”Isabella took a step closer to Ethan, her voice softer than the others. “What’s her name?”Ethan hesitated for only a second before answering. “Sienna.”The name hung in the air, unfamiliar yet suddenly significant.Leo exhaled, shaking his head. “Do we even know where Marcella’s keeping her?”Ethan nodded, his expression grim. “Marcella mentioned it once. A private estate in Santorini.”Dante arched an eyebrow. “Figures. She always did have a taste for the extravagant.”Isabella folded her arm
Last Updated : 2025-03-23THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 150
**The Final Stand in Santorini**The moment Isabella’s voice crackled through the earpiece, Ethan knew the fight wasn’t over.Marcella was here.And she wasn’t going to let them leave without a battle.Ethan pulled Sienna to her feet, his hands steady even though his pulse raced. “We need to move. Now.”Sienna, though shaken, nodded. “I trust you.”Leo was already at the door, scanning the corridor for incoming threats. “Dante, how’s our exit looking?”Dante peeked out, then cursed under his breath. “Not good. We’ve got guards closing in from both sides.”Ethan turned to Isabella over comms. “Where are you?”Her breath was heavy, but her voice was steady. “On the south side of the estate. But I’m pinned down. Marcella’s got backup.”Leo muttered a curse. “We have to get to her.”Ethan clenched his jaw. “Dante, take Sienna to the extraction point. Leo and I will get Isabella.”Dante hesitated. “You sure about that?”Ethan nodded, gripping his gun. “Go. Protect her.”Dante exhaled. “Fin
Last Updated : 2025-03-24THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 151
** Shadows of the Past**The warm glow of the Santorini sunrise painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, casting long shadows across the cliffside villa. For the first time in a long time, there was peace.Ethan and Sienna sat side by side on the terrace, hands intertwined, their laughter light, unburdened. It was strange—after all the years of running, of betrayal and war—they finally had a moment to breathe.Inside, Isabella poured herself a cup of coffee, watching them from a distance. A small, knowing smile tugged at her lips.Leo leaned against the counter beside her, arms crossed. “You ever think about what comes next?”She raised an eyebrow. “You mean after saving the world?”Leo chuckled. “I mean for you.”Her smirk faltered slightly. “I don’t know.”And that was the truth.For years, revenge had been her purpose. War had been her reality. But now?Now, there was nothing left to fight.And that terrified her more than any bullet ever could.An Unwanted MessageJust as the tea
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** Shadows of the Past**The warm glow of the Santorini sunrise painted the sky in hues of gold and pink, casting long shadows across the cliffside villa. The gentle breeze carried the salty scent of the sea, and for the first time in a long time, there was peace.Ethan and Sienna sat side by side on the terrace, hands intertwined, their laughter light and unburdened. It was strange—after all the years of running, of betrayal and war—they finally had a moment to breathe.Sienna leaned her head against Ethan’s shoulder, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. “It feels unreal,” she murmured, closing her eyes. “Like we’re living in someone else’s story.”Ethan turned, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. “I know what you mean,” he admitted. His voice was softer now, not carrying the weight of a man who had spent years carrying the world on his shoulders. “But it’s real, Sienna. We made it.”She sighed, gripping his hand tighter. “And now?”Ethan chuckled, tilting his head back
Last Updated : 2025-03-27THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 153
** A Love Rekindled**The villa was quiet, save for the rhythmic crashing of waves against the cliffs below. The golden hues of the setting sun bathed the room in a warm glow, casting flickering shadows through the sheer curtains. A gentle breeze carried the scent of salt and blooming jasmine, weaving its way through the open balcony doors.At the center of the dining room, a table was elegantly set—crystal glasses gleamed under the candlelight, and a bottle of wine sat uncorked beside two plates of carefully prepared dishes. It was intimate, thoughtful… unexpected.Sienna stood in the doorway, her heart caught between the past and the present. Ethan stood by the table, his sleeves rolled up, revealing strong forearms. He looked different—there was a softness in his gaze, an ease in his stance that hadn’t been there before.“You cooked?” she teased, arching a brow as she stepped forward.Ethan smirked, tilting his head. “I had some help,” he admitted, his eyes never leaving hers.She
Last Updated : 2025-03-28THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 154
**A New Beginning**The night deepened, the soft hum of the ocean filling the quiet villa. Outside, the moon cast silver streaks across the water, shimmering like scattered diamonds. The air was thick with unspoken emotions, lingering between Sienna and Ethan like the last traces of a fading storm.They had spoken of the past, of regrets, of the time they had lost. But now, as the dinner plates sat forgotten on the table and their wine glasses remained half-full, the real question hung between them—what came next?Ethan leaned back in his chair, watching her. “You’re thinking too hard.”Sienna let out a small huff of laughter, running a finger along the rim of her glass. “Can you blame me?”“No,” he admitted. “But you don’t have to overanalyze everything tonight. Let yourself breathe, Sienna.”She looked up at him, her heart squeezing at the tenderness in his voice. “That’s easier said than done.”Ethan reached for her hand again, his grip warm and firm. “Then let’s make it easier. No
Last Updated : 2025-03-28THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE. Chapter 155
**A Dance with the Past**The night stretched endlessly, the quiet hum of the ocean a soothing melody beneath the stars. Sienna remained on the balcony, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the cool stone railing as she watched the moonlight shimmer over the waves.Inside, she could hear Ethan moving about, the soft clink of dishes and running water as he cleaned up their forgotten dinner. A small smile played on her lips at the thought—Ethan, ever persistent, ever patient.She exhaled slowly, her thoughts tangled between the past and the present. Tonight had been a step forward, a moment carved out of time where she allowed herself to just be—to feel, without the weight of everything that had come before. But could she trust it? Could she trust him?Ethan’s words echoed in her mind. I won’t walk away this time.She wanted to believe that more than anything.The balcony doors opened with a soft creak, and she turned just as Ethan stepped out, a fresh glass of wine in his hand. He h
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** A New Dawn**The sun rose slowly over the horizon, casting golden rays through the sheer curtains of the villa’s bedroom. The morning light touched everything with a softness that made the world feel gentler than it had the night before. Sienna stirred beneath the covers, her body curled on her side as she slowly blinked awake.She wasn’t alone.Ethan lay beside her, still asleep, his breathing deep and steady. One arm was slung loosely across her waist, grounding her in a way that felt both foreign and familiar. Sienna’s eyes lingered on his face, taking in the relaxed lines, the gentle curve of his mouth. There was no tension there now—only peace.For a moment, she didn’t move. She just watched him, allowing herself to memorize every detail.This wasn’t a dream.Last night hadn’t been a dream.They hadn’t made promises they couldn’t keep, hadn’t rushed back into the chaos of what once was. Instead, they had taken a breath—together. A moment of vulnerability. Of truth. Of stillnes
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**A New Dawn**The villa was quieter now, the echoes of the past few hours settling into the walls like whispers. Sienna stood by the balcony, the ocean breeze caressing her skin as she watched the waves roll endlessly into the shore. The night was thick with emotions—memories rekindled, wounds reopened, and a hesitant hope blooming in the space between her and Ethan.She turned slightly at the sound of footsteps behind her. Ethan, now barefoot, moved with a kind of ease that both comforted and unnerved her. He had always been like that—steady and unshaken, even in the face of uncertainty. But tonight, there was something different in his eyes. Not just longing, not just patience, but an unwavering determination.“I was thinking about our first trip to Italy,” he said, stepping up beside her.She smiled, though it was tinged with nostalgia. “The one where you got us lost in Venice?”Ethan chuckled. “I prefer to think of it as an adventure.”“You refused to ask for directions,” she rem
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**Beneath the Moonlit Sky**The soft sand crunched beneath their feet as Sienna and Ethan walked along the shore, the waves licking at their toes. The night was calm, the sky a vast canvas of stars, and the only sound was the distant hum of the ocean. A gentle breeze carried the scent of salt and something faintly floral, a reminder of the tropical paradise surrounding them.Sienna stole a glance at Ethan. He looked relaxed, his face illuminated by the moon’s glow, a quiet serenity settling over his features. It was a stark contrast to the man she had once known—the one always running, always searching for something beyond his reach.“Do you ever regret it?” she asked suddenly, breaking the silence. “Walking away?”Ethan’s steps slowed, his hand tightening around hers for just a moment before he stopped altogether. He turned to face her, his blue eyes full of something she couldn’t quite place.“I regret hurting you,” he admitted. “I regret the way I handled things. But walking away?
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**A Night of Unspoken Promises** The air between them carried an unspoken weight, a fragile balance between past wounds and the lingering hope of something new. Sienna stood on the balcony, her hands gripping the cool iron railing as she stared out at the endless stretch of ocean. The waves crashed below, whispering secrets only the night could understand. Ethan had finished cleaning up inside. He stepped onto the balcony and leaned against the railing beside her, his presence grounding yet uncertain. They had spent the evening dancing around the past, acknowledging the pain but not quite sure how to move forward. Now, the silence between them was no longer uncomfortable; it was filled with something deeper. “You’re lost in thought again,” Ethan observed, his voice gentle. Sienna let out a quiet laugh. “It’s a habit.” “Maybe it’s time to break it.” She turned to him, studying his profile in the moonlight. His jawline was strong, his eyes searching, filled with something she coul
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**A Night of Unspoken Promises**The night stretched on, filled with unspoken emotions and lingering touches. Sienna lay beside Ethan, her gaze tracing the moonlit patterns on the ceiling. The sound of the waves outside was steady, rhythmic—an unchanging force in a world where everything else felt uncertain.Ethan lay on his side, watching her, his fingers gently tracing circles on the back of her hand. "You’re still thinking too much."She let out a soft chuckle. "I thought you liked that about me."He smiled. "I do. But not when it keeps you from enjoying the moment."Sienna turned her head to meet his gaze. "This... us. It’s not easy, Ethan."His expression softened. "I know." He squeezed her hand. "But I also know we wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t worth it."She swallowed, emotions threatening to overwhelm her. How had they ended up here? After all the years of distance, the pain, the heartbreak—how had they found their way back?Ethan brushed a strand of hair from her face. "Tell
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**A Step Closer**Sienna and Ethan stood on the balcony, the night air cool against their skin. The waves crashed below, a rhythmic symphony that matched the unsteady beat of Sienna’s heart. She had spent so long running from this—running from him—but here they were, standing together under the stars.The moment stretched between them, delicate and uncertain. Ethan’s fingers brushed against hers, the smallest of touches, but it sent a shiver up her spine. He had always been able to unravel her with the simplest of gestures.“I meant what I said,” he murmured, his voice barely louder than the wind. “I’ll wait for as long as you need, Sienna.”She swallowed hard, her gaze dropping to where their hands rested on the railing. “And what if I never figure it out?” she whispered. “What if I can’t let go of the past?”Ethan exhaled softly, stepping just a fraction closer. “Then I’ll still be here.”The sincerity in his voice made her chest tighten. It would be so easy to believe him, to let h
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** Waiting for Tomorrow** Sienna leaned against the balcony railing, the cool night air brushing against her skin as she watched the waves crash against the shore. The rhythmic sound was soothing, a steady beat against the uncertainty still lingering in her heart. Inside, she could hear Ethan moving around, cleaning up the remnants of their dinner. She should have insisted on helping, but a part of her knew this was his way of showing he was here—that he wasn’t running from the difficult conversations anymore. She closed her eyes and exhaled slowly. This night had gone differently than she had expected. She had braced herself for tension, for awkward silences, for another moment where they tiptoed around the truth. But Ethan had surprised her. He hadn’t pushed. He hadn’t demanded anything. He had simply been there, patient and unwavering. The sound of footsteps behind her made her open her eyes. She turned slightly as Ethan stepped onto the balcony, hands tucked into his pockets.
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**A Dance with the Past**The night stretched endlessly, the quiet hum of the ocean a soothing melody beneath the stars. Sienna remained on the balcony, her fingers tracing idle patterns along the cool stone railing as she watched the moonlight shimmer over the waves.Inside, she could hear Ethan moving about, the soft clink of dishes and running water as he cleaned up their forgotten dinner. A small smile played on her lips at the thought—Ethan, ever persistent, ever patient.She exhaled slowly, her thoughts tangled between the past and the present. Tonight had been a step forward, a moment carved out of time where she allowed herself to just be—to feel, without the weight of everything that had come before. But could she trust it? Could she trust him?Ethan’s words echoed in her mind. I won’t walk away this time.She wanted to believe that more than anything.The balcony doors opened with a soft creak, and she turned just as Ethan stepped out, a fresh glass of wine in his hand. He h
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