DAVIDThe thought of Lizzy getting anywhere near Bella or her father made my jaw tighten. My hands balled into fists as I paced the hospital corridor, glancing at the door to Bella's father's room.Lizzy knew. How she found out, I wasn’t sure, but I knew her games better than anyone. We had played them together once. My lips curled into a humorless smirk. You think you can outplay me, Lizzy? Try me.Pulling out my phone, I punched in the number for my head of security.“I need ten bodyguards here. Now,” I ordered, my voice as cold as the polished floor beneath my feet.“Yes, sir,” came the immediate reply before I ended the call, my grip on the phone still tight.BELLAThe soft click of keys stirred me awake. Squinting against the morning light, I turned to see David sitting beside me, his face illuminated by the glow of his laptop screen.“Good morning,” I murmured, my voice still heavy with sleep.His head lifted, and a slow smile spread across his face. God, that smile. It was the
BELLAMy fingers trembled as I picked up my phone. Enough was enough. I couldn't let Lizzy keep playing games with my life. She might think she was untouchable, but she was about to learn otherwise.The phone barely rang before her cold, clipped voice came through."Well, well. I didn’t think you had the nerve to call.""Why wouldn’t I?" My voice cracked with anger. "You’ve been pushing and pushing, and I’ve had it!"A low, chilling laugh came through the line. "That was your first mistake, Bella. You shouldn’t have called."I gritted my teeth. "What do you want from me?"She didn’t hesitate. "Simple. Divorce David. Get out of his life."My breath caught, but I refused to let her hear the doubt creeping into my mind. Did David even love me as much as I loved him? I shoved the thought aside and forced a sharp edge into my voice."Are you joking? You had your chance with him and threw it away. He’s mine now.""Yours?" Her voice was pure venom. "You really don’t know who you’re dealing w
Adam Bella"What do you mean?" I asked, staring at Michael my boyfriend, or at least, the man I thought he was as he blocked me from entering his apartment.His eyes held no remorse, no flicker of the love we had shared for six long years. The man I thought I knew stood before me now, cold and distant.It was as if I were nothing more than an inconvenience, a piece of trash he could toss aside without a second thought."I'm sorry, Bella, but we can't be together anymore. We can just be friends. I'm focused on building my career, and I need a woman of my class. We're no longer in the same caliber.I know you helped me through school, but I can't end up with you. I'm a manager now, aiming for something higher. I can support you with some money."His words cut deeper with each sentence. My chest tightened, my breath quickened. I blinked rapidly, trying to process what he had just said when a woman's voice cut through the fog in my mind.I turned, and there she was Vivan, my colleague. Sh
ADAM BELLA "Did you confirm it?" Elowen’s voice was sharp, cutting through the fog of disbelief still clouding my mind."Yeah," I replied, watching the street in a daze. "He said I’m not in his class anymore." My voice was flat, as though saying the words aloud would make the hurt dissipate."Did you kick him?" Her tone was filled with righteous fury.A small smile tugged at the corner of my lips. "Yeah, but... I forgot to slap him.""Good enough. I’m at your apartment. Come quickly. We need to talk."The line went dead, leaving me standing there, torn between laughing and crying. Elowen was always a fighter, always ready to battle my demons when I couldn’t. But today, it wasn’t enough. Nothing felt enough.I turned to leave when, out of nowhere, a strong hand gripped mine. Startled, I looked up to meet the gaze of a man whose presence was as unsettling as it was captivating. His piercing blue eyes locked onto mine, unblinking, unreadable."Let go," I demanded, though my voice betray
Adam Bella"Please, follow us," one of the guards said, his voice polite but leaving no room for argument.Reluctantly, I followed, trying to convince myself I wasn’t entirely losing my mind. The moment we stepped outside, my eyes widened. Parked at the curb was a Chrysler Pacifica. My dream car.I hesitated, fingers lightly tracing the sleek, polished exterior. The surreal nature of the situation sank in deeper."Miss, please," the guard prompted, gesturing to the open door.With one last glance at the car, I slid inside. The soft leather seats cradled me, and for a second, I lost myself in the luxury. Is this really happening?As I settled, the door clicked shut, and I was jolted back to reality. My soon-to-be husband entered the car without a word, eyes glued to his phone, his presence cold, distant."Where are we going?" I asked, breaking the uneasy silence.Without sparing me a glance, he replied, "To change your clothes. We’re getting married in an hour."I nearly choked on my o
Adam BellaThe room fell silent, a strange tension hanging in the air. Cynthia hesitated, glancing at the other maids, before whispering, “She…”Before she could elaborate, David strode in, his face as stoic as ever. “It’s time,” he announced, slicing through the tension like a knife.I stood up, expecting at least a compliment on my appearance, but he merely raised an eyebrow, surprised, before his expression hardened once more.I need to teach this guy a lesson. Why can’t he just say, “You look beautiful”? Is that so hard?I followed David outside, another car waiting for us. Why can't we just use the car that brought us here? This seemed unnecessary. I anticipated him opening the door for me, but instead, he slammed it shut behind him. What a jerk. One of the guards stepped forward, opening the door for me as I entered.The car ride was thick with silence until we arrived at the beach, where a throng awaited us, eager paparazzi capturing the moment with flashes of light.I had neve
ADAM BELLA "David Copperfield? Wait, is this the David Copperfield? Don’t tell me it’s who I think it is!" Elowen’s voice shot up an octave, and before I could react, she was spinning around the room, practically bursting with excitement.I rolled my eyes, fighting the urge to strangle her with a pillow. "If I said it wasn’t him, would you calm down?"She froze mid-twirl, her excitement dissolving into an unnerving seriousness. "Which David Copperfield?"I sighed, defeated. "The CEO of Copperfield Group. That David Copperfield."Her reaction was immediate. She lunged toward me, hugging me so tightly I could barely breathe. "I can’t breathe," I wheezed, and she finally loosened her grip, her eyes wide with disbelief."Oh my God!" she squealed. "Did you kiss him? What’s it like being face-to-face with David Copperfield? What about his girlfriend? Why did he marry you?" The questions spilled from her lips like an avalanche.I raised my hand to stop her. "We didn’t kiss," I muttered, the
ADAM BELLA"Dad," the little boy called again as David carried him, gently ruffling his hair."She’s a friend," David replied nonchalantly.Wait, did he just call me a friend? I could feel the frustration building inside me. First, I find out he has a son, and now, in front of everyone, I’m just his friend? We’re married, for crying out loud! Couldn’t he at least keep up appearances? I smiled to myself, hatching a small plan for revenge."Hi, my name is Jasper Copperfield," a small voice interrupted my thoughts, accompanied by a gentle tug on my sleeve.I looked down and saw the most adorable boy, with large gray eyes that seemed to hold the wisdom of someone far beyond his five years."Hello, my name is Adam Bella. I’m your dad’s... friend," I replied, throwing a glance at David, irritation bubbling up again. "How old are you?" I added, rubbing his soft hair."You know, your dad’s a little crazy," I whispered conspiratorially.Jasper giggled, edging closer to me. I bent down to meet