Isabella 162.Renaissance wanted me dead. It felt unbelievable to even think about it. When Damien told me that they kept a secret list of former employees who they terminate due to the fear of leaking out company secret, I did not put think much about how grave it was until he let me know that I was a potential target.I was suddenly paralyzed by terror and dread. I wondered if I would ever live long enough to be a mother before they came for me. I tried to stay calm but Damien saw through my struggle and hugged me up in a protective manner."I will not let anything happen to you, My Cara, I swear on my life," He huskily whispered in my ear. I held on to him for a while before gently letting go. There was a question bothering me."How did you get in touch with my father," I asked him. We have had numerous issues with me going to see Emilio so I needed to understand why he went to see the man that he had forbidden me from ever seeing."I did not get in touch wi

Isabella 164.Overprotective Damien made me uneasy. He was jittery and always looked over his shoulders any time we were outdoors. It seemed like Renaissance was taking its toll on my husband. What was he hiding? What was he not telling me? His whole behavior was making me worried and I wondered about how long I could live with this.Leaving him was out of the question because I sensed Camilla's interest in my husband. He was going to work today and I could see how apprehensive he was about leaving me alone in the house."Do not worry yourself, Damien, the maids will keep me company," I told him as he adjusted his tie."And if there is a problem, please do not hesitate to call me," Damien reminded me for the third time.I smiled. "You better come home to me in one piece, Damien Moretti," I told him. It was not a joke but I beamed at him as I told him. In truth, I was terrified of him going out there into the unknown because as I had come to learn, anything could happen.I walked with

Isabella 166."The report came back," Damien announced as he came out of the bathroom. He looked so hot and steamy with a towel wrapped tightly around his waist. He had another towel on his head and was cleaning his hair vigorously.The report he was talking about referred to the mysterious box that got sent to me. Inside the box was a severed male genitalia with the scrotum still attached. It had been surgically cut off. I felt sorry for whoever it belonged. Why would anyone even send that kind of vile thing to me?What was the reason behind it? I wondered as cold blood ran down my spine. It was so horrible to think about it and I knew that it would take a while for me to get over it.The cops had kept on asking me who I believed was behind it but there was nothing that I could tell them. I had an inkling that it would make things worse if I involved the police."You are not going to believe who it belonged to," Damien said as he went into his closet.I was not

Title: Isabella 168As I sat in the living room, the weight of the recent revelations hung heavy in the air, casting a shadow over everything. My mind raced with questions, doubts, and fears, each one more suffocating than the last. Damien's tense silence only added to the palpable tension in the room, and I struggled to find the words to break through the suffocating silence.I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of my stomach ever since Emilio's unexpected visit. The revelation about the Founder's Association and its sinister agenda had sent shockwaves through my world, shattering the fragile illusion of safety I had clung to for so long. The realization that Damien and I were entangled in a web of deception and danger, with no clear way out, filled me with a sense of dread, unlike anything I had ever experienced before.As I sat there, lost in my thoughts, I couldn't help but feel a surge of frustration and anger towards Emilio for dragging us into this

Damien As Camilla entered my office, I felt a mixture of relief and annoyance. She had a knack for interrupting at the most inconvenient times, but her presence also meant a break from the emotionally charged conversation with Natalia."Sorry to interrupt, Damien, but we have an urgent matter to discuss," Camilla said, her expression serious."Come back later, we are in the middle of a discussion," Natalia said arrogantly."Actually, we are done with what we were talking about, what do you need?" I said.Natalia whipped her head around to look at me. It was as if she could not believe that I could choose Camilla over her.Taking the cue, Camilla walked in and took a seat beside Natalia. It was not like I trusted her, in fact she was my number one enemy because of her immediate threat to my wife.Natalia refused to leave and I knew that another round of drama was imminent. She said nothing but glared at Camilla and occasionally, at me."What is it?" I asked, hoping it wasn't another c