Semua Bab THE LAST STRAW OF LOVE.: Bab 101 - Bab 110

**Love and War**Paris, France – Devereaux ChâteauLeo Cain Jr. had spent his entire life winning battles.But standing in the courtyard of Devereaux Château, staring into Isabella’s emerald-green eyes, he knew—This wasn’t a battle he could win with strategy alone.This was personal.This was her.And that made it dangerous.Isabella’s last words still rang in his ears.“You want me, Leo? Then fight for me.”A challenge.A dare.Something between them had always been electric—a force neither of them could control.But Leo wasn’t a man who let emotions dictate his actions.So instead of answering, he closed the distance between them.Slowly.Deliberately.Isabella’s breath hitched as his fingers brushed against her wrist—a barely-there touch that sent heat rushing through her.“You think I don’t know how to fight?” Leo’s voice was low, dangerous.Isabella tilted her head, her lips curling. “I think you only fight when you know you’ll win.”Leo smirked. She wasn’t wrong.But Isabella h

** An Uneasy Alliance**Paris, France – Devereaux ChâteauLeo Cain Jr. had spent years battling Isabella Devereaux.But now?They had a common enemy.And that changed everything.The grand study of Devereaux Château was silent except for the hum of Ethan Grey’s laptop as he pulled up reports, financial records, and surveillance data.Leo stood near the massive fireplace, arms crossed, his expression unreadable.Isabella leaned against the desk, tapping her fingers against the wood in impatient rhythm.Neither of them spoke for a long moment.Then—“Whoever did this,” Isabella said, her voice measured, controlled, “they know us. They know our businesses, our weaknesses.”Leo exhaled sharply. “And they know we wouldn’t work together.”Ethan glanced up from his screen. “Until now.”Leo’s gaze flickered toward Isabella. “This doesn’t mean I trust you.”She smirked. “Wouldn’t expect you to.”But trust or not—They needed each other.Because if they didn’t figure out who was behind this?Th

***The Illusion of Victory***Monte Carlo, Monaco – Le MirageAdrien Moreau was used to winning.For years, he had operated from the shadows, pulling strings, orchestrating downfalls, ensuring that no one ever saw him coming.But as he sat at his VIP table in Le Mirage, flanked by Monaco’s elite, he felt a distinct shift in the air.Because standing in front of him—uninvited, unwelcome, and completely unfazed—were Leo Cain and Isabella Devereaux.Two people he had expected to be ruined by now.And yet—Here they were.Leo smirked, exuding the same unshakable confidence that had made him untouchable in the corporate world.Isabella, on the other hand, was pure elegance and danger wrapped in silk, her emerald-green eyes gleaming with something that sent a flicker of unease through Adrien’s chest.He didn’t like feeling unsettled.He masked it quickly, leaning back in his chair with a lazy grin. “Well, well. I wasn’t expecting company tonight.”Leo chuckled, adjusting his cufflinks as he

***A Fragile Peace***Paris, France – Devereaux ChâteauIsabella Devereaux was not used to uncertainty.She had spent her entire life knowing exactly what she wanted, how to get it, and who stood in her way.But now?Now, she was sitting across from Leo Cain at the breakfast table, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands—And she had no idea what came next.Leo, on the other hand, seemed perfectly at ease.Dressed in nothing but gray lounge pants, he leaned back in his chair, sipping his own coffee, his green eyes watching her too closely.“You’re thinking too hard, Devereaux.”Isabella didn’t look up. “I always think.”Leo smirked. “Yes. But usually, it’s about how to win.”She finally met his gaze.“And what do you think I’m thinking about now?”He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table.“Whether you regret last night.”Isabella’s grip tightened around her cup.She wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of admitting that she had spent the last hour trying to figure out exactly wh

**The Calm Before the Storm**Milan, Italy – Private PenthouseThe city stretched out beneath them, golden lights flickering against the dark velvet sky.From the terrace of their penthouse, Leo Cain Jr. and Isabella Devereaux stood side by side, sipping their drinks in silence.They had won.Adrien Moreau was finished, his empire dismantled piece by piece, his influence in the wine industry erased.It should have felt like victory.Instead, there was an emptiness neither of them could name.Isabella exhaled, swirling the deep red liquid in her glass. “So, what now?”Leo smirked, though there was no amusement in it. “For the first time in years, I have no idea.”She glanced at him. “That’s new for you.”Leo turned, leaning against the balcony railing. “You always did enjoy making me uncomfortable.”A slow smile played on Isabella’s lips. “Someone has to.”The silence that followed wasn’t awkward—but it was heavy.They were standing on the other side of war.No enemies left to fight.N