Annabelle's mission is to infiltrate the powerful Bellarico household, with her father’s life hanging in the balance. But as she worked her way into their trust, she found herself drawn to Gerrard Bellarico, the ruthless leader of the Bellarico Empire. When her betrayal is uncovered, and her life now hanging on the balance, and at the mercy of Gerrard Bellarico. they are both faced with a choice that could destroy them, or redefine their futures.
View MoreVictor kept staring at me, his face hard to read."You have to let me talk to him," I begged. "If you don’t, he’ll just get hurt again."Victor hesitated, his jaw tight. He knew I was right.With a deep breath, he finally nodded. "Go."I didn’t wait. I ran straight to the warehouse under the casino, where Gerrard’s men were getting ready for war.-----The air inside was heavy with tension, filled with the smell of sweat and gunpowder. At the center of it all stood Gerrard, fastening a gun holster around his waist, his face serious.I stepped forward. "Gerrard, don’t do this."He didn’t stop what he was doing. "Magnus won’t stop unless I finish this.""Then capture him. Make him talk. But don’t kill him," I said firmly.Gerrard looked at me, frustration in his eyes. "And what if letting him live makes him come back stronger? What if he takes more from me?""Then let’s make sure he has no reason to come back."He clenched his jaw, thinking.Then, finally, he sighed. "Fine. I’ll take hi
For the first time in a long while, things were calm. Peaceful. Gerrard and I had finally found our rhythm, lost in the fire of our romance, bound by an undeniable spark.I had never felt so loved before. Gerrard was everything I had ever wanted, passionate, intense, and utterly devoted. He knew how to love me, how to unravel me, how to make me crave him more. Every touch, every whispered promise left me yearning for more.But no matter how much I tried to surrender to the moment, a sense of unease coiled inside me like a serpent lying in wait. Magnus was still out there, lurking in the shadows, and the weight of my secret pressed heavier on my chest with each passing day.Still, I told myself to enjoy the moment while it lasted.The Calm Before the StormThat morning, fully recovered, Gerrard was preparing to return to work. I stood in the bedroom doorway, arms crossed, watching him button up his crisp white shirt. His movements were steady, efficient, like a man who was used to bein
I paced the bedroom, my heart was pounding. Gerrard’s words kept playing in my head. "I’m going to destroy them all, Lily. No more comebacks. No more threats. This ends with me." I couldn’t let that happen. My hands shook as I scrolled through my contacts. I hesitated for a second. Then I pressed the call button. The phone rang twice before a familiar, warm voice answered. “Lily, dear? Is everything alright?” I swallowed hard. “Mama Rosie, I need your help. It’s about Gerrard.” --- That evening, Gerrard walked into the room. His sharp eyes landed on me. Before he could speak, I took a deep breath. “Someone wants to talk to you.” I held out my phone. His eyebrows pulled together in confusion, but when he saw the name on the screen, something in his face softened. “Mama Rosie,” he said. “My pumpkin,” she greeted, her voice warm. “How have you been?” “Can’t complain,” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “How’s vacation?” She chuckled. “It’s going well, but why have
The heat between us was impossible to ignore, I pulled closer to Gerrard as our lips moved together. His hands ran over my skin, sending warmth through my body. I melted into him, lost in the way he made me feel, until my hand accidentally touched his injured shoulder.He sucked in a sharp breath, as his body tensing under me.I froze. “Gerrard,” I whispered, guilt washing over me. “Did I hurt you?”He let out a slow breath and shook his head. “It’s fine.”But I knew it wasn’t. He was pretending to be okay, but I could see the truth.I swallowed hard. “I should go. You need to rest.”Before I could move, his fingers wrapped around my wrist, firm but gentle.“Stay,” he said quietly, his eyes locked on mine. “Sleep here tonight.”I hesitated for only a second. I couldn’t bring myself to walk away from him again.I nodded and slipped back under the covers, curling into him. My head rested on his chest, the steady beat of his heart calming me. He wrapped an arm around me, holding me close
Victor fired a fast shot, hitting the man who had shot at Gerrard. The other attackers jumped into their car and sped away, still shooting as they escaped. Victor and his men fired back, bullets flying in every direction. The loud gunshots made my ears ring, but I couldn’t focus on anything except Gerrard.He was on the ground, bleeding, his face was pale and lifeless. My heart pounded with fear. He looked really bad.Victor cursed and quickly knelt beside him. He ripped his shirt into strips and pressed them against the wound to stop the bleeding. Gerrard groaned in pain, his breathing weak.“Stay with me, man,” Victor said, his voice tight with worry.One of the men ran to the car and threw the door open. “We have to leave now!”Victor nodded and, with another man’s help, lifted Gerrard off the ground and they carried him to the car. My chest felt tight as I watched helplessly as they laid him on the backseat.“Drive!” Victor shouted.The tires screeched as we sped off into the nigh
"No. Why would I?" I fought to keep my voice steady. Gerrard’s dark eyes studied me carefully, his expression was unreadable. "I know you saw..." His words trailed off. He exhaled sharply, looking away. "You shouldn’t have seen that."I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Gerrard, I’d like to go home… Please." My voice barely rose above a whisper.He was silent for a long moment, then finally nodded. "Okay. I’ll call one of the drivers to take you home."-----Back at the house, I went straight to my room, I shut the door behind me without a word to anyone. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t shake the memory. The gunshot. The blood. The way Gerrard had pulled the trigger so effortlessly, like it was nothing.I had thought Bruno was cruel. But Gerrard? This side of him was something else entirely.Bruno had once warned me: Don’t be fooled, Lily. He’s just as cruel, maybe even more.He had always been like this, but I had allowed my feelings to cloud my judgment. He was the leade
I stopped at a department store on my way back and bought some food. I wanted everything to look normal. If anyone asked, I had just gone shopping. That was all. But when the taxi dropped me off at the gate, I felt something was wrong. The security guards stood up straight when they saw me. One of them spoke into his walkie-talkie, then nodded for me to go inside. Inside, the feeling was worse. The staff stared at me like I was a lost child who had just come home. My stomach felt tight under their eyes. Then I saw Gilmore. He let out a breath, like a babysitter who had found a missing kid. And then, Gerrard. He walked toward me fast, his footsteps loud. His face was full of anger. Before I could move, he grabbed my arms—too hard. "Where did you go?" he asked, his voice sharp. I flinched. His fingers pressed into my skin. "I... I just—" His eyes looked into mine. I saw something in them, but I didn’t know what it was. "You disappeared, Lily. Do you know how dangerous that was
I rushed into the room, my heart was racing as I grabbed my phone, I dialed Thaddeus.His line was off.I tried again. And again. Nothing.I felt a cold dread all over me. This couldn’t be happening. Just when I thought I was finally safe, Thaddeus had to go and get himself caught. If they had him, how long before he spilled everything?“Damn it!” I held the phone so hard my fingers hurt.Then there was a knock on the door. I jumped in fear.I forced down my fear, and opened the door.Gilmore stood there, calm as ever, holding a food tray.“You should eat something, Miss Lily,” he said.Eat? I felt like I was going to throw up. But I forced a smile. I had to act normal.“Thank you, Gilmore,” I said. My voice sounded steadier than I felt. “I should have helped with the food. Sorry.”He gave a small nod, placed the tray on the table, and left.The second the door clicked shut, I let out a shaky breath.I needed to think fast.I needed to escapeI couldn’t stay. If they figured out my pa
The shock of the news of Gerrard’s possible demise left me frozen, I couldn’t move, couldn’t think, I just sat there, numb. It was Gilmore’s persistent calls that finally pulled me out of my daze.He must be here.I checked out of the hotel and met him outside where he had been waiting. I climbed into the car, and without a word, he drove off as if trying to outrun the inevitable.“What you said on the phone… Gerrard… is he…” I couldn’t complete it, I broke down in tears.“Hey, hey…” Gilmore reached over, squeezing my arm reassuringly. “We don’t know for sure. So, calm down.”I shook my head, I knew. If Gerrard hadn’t come back by now, he wasn’t coming back at all.I buried my face in my hands, sobbing softly as Gilmore drove us to Gerrard’s safe house, the place where I had first met him. I looked at house, the whole memory came back, I hated Gerrard then, he was so rude and arrogant, but over time, I saw the truth. He was a man who had been through hell, who had lost his way.And no
"I would be leaving in the next two days.” Sammie said. I made a sad face and he smiled and held my hand.“Bella, don’t worry, I’ll be back for you.” He whispered softly. “I just need to go first and make all the arrangements, then I’ll come back for you, I’ll marry you and then we can all leave this place for good, your Dad too." He said as he stared into my eyes lovingly.He had sneaked into my house like always does since we started secretly dating a year ago. "I can't wait Sammie, I can’t wait to be your wife.” I smiled sheepishly at the idea of being married to Sammie, the man I love. “I can’t wait to finally leave this place too, especially for my Father. I hate that he works with those people..." My voice trailed off, as I heard the sound of the door opening, my heart raced. "That must be my Dad, you need to go!"Sammie didn’t hesitate. I helped him to slip out through the back door. My Dad has always been very protective of me, since I lost my mum as a little girl. Even thou...
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