MasukISABELLE’S POV“B-but I don’t think Vee would do that to me deliberately,” I said slowly. “I have been with her, and she has always tried to talk to me. I just mess things up myself.”Adrian shook his head, and his fingers tightened on the steering wheel. His knuckles turned white; I think he was angry or something.“Are you this fucking naive, or are you just pretending?!” he said in a low, cold tone, like he was trying to suppress his anger.I really did not understand what he meant by that. I am not naive, and I am obviously not pretending.“I am not a naive person. I just trust her. She is like a sister to me, and also your sister.”“So you trust people this easily? You’ve known her for just a month or so.”“I’m just saying she has been nice to me, and I don’t think she would do anything to hurt me.”“Every fucking time she has been nice to you, things go fucking wrong—yes or yes, Isabelle?” he asked flatly.He did not call me my Isabelle this time, and it felt very wrong. Y’all s
ISABELLE’S POVI wake up slowly, like I’m being pulled out of deep water. My eyelids feel too heavy to lift, and when I finally manage to open them, the light hurts. Everything is blurry at first. White. Too bright.My head feels thick, stuffed with cotton. I try to move, but my body doesn’t listen right away. It feels weak, like it doesn’t fully belong to me yet.There’s a strange beeping sound nearby. It’s steady and annoying. I realize it’s not coming from my head, it’s coming from a machine beside me. That’s when the fear creeps in.Where am I?My mouth is dry, my throat sore. Swallowing feels hard. I blink again, slower this time, and shapes start to make sense. Curtains. A ceiling. Tubes taped to my arm.A hospital.My heart starts to race, even though my body still feels slow. I try to remember what happened, but my memory skips, like a broken recording. The harder I push, the worse my head hurts.I heard a familiar voice and slowly turned my head to the left. That’s when I sa
I stormed toward the bastard. The look on his face said he didn’t expect me, but I didn’t give him time to process anything. My fists connected to his jaw hard and relentlessly. I slammed him to the floor and kept going, punch after punch, until blood spilled from his face. I stopped not because I was done, but because I wanted him alive long enough to suffer.He put his hands on my Isabelle. That alone sealed his fate.I went to her immediately and scooped her up without hesitation.“Hush. I’m here,” I muttered. “I should’ve handled this better. That’s on me.” I pressed a kiss to her forehead as I carried her downstairs toward my club.People stared. Let them. I didn’t care. I’d burn this entire place to the ground if I had to. Whoever allowed this would rot in jail.I told Daniel to call the cops about the trash upstairs. I wasn’t finished with him. Not even close.I drove straight to the nearest private hospital.“I’ve got you,” I said quietly as I carried her from the car inside.
ADRIAN’S POVI rubbed my eyes as I scrolled through a new app concept. My team and I had been grinding nonstop, and somehow the company had pulled a fifty‑percent growth in just one week. It didn’t make sense. I had been convinced the empire I built was on the verge of collapsing, yet here we were, thriving.Daniel hadn’t shown up for over a week. No notice, he just sent a lazy text saying he had traveled. So when he walked into my office that evening like he owned the damn place, my patience snapped.“You do realize you don’t own this company, right?” I said coldly. “You don’t disappear without notice and then stroll back in expecting someone else to clean up your mess.”“Shit, bro,” he shrugged. “What are best friends for? It won’t happen again.”Daniel was my best friend since childhood, the one person I trusted. But trust didn’t permit him to fuck around with my empire. I didn’t build this company by being careless, and no employee, especially him, was above the rules.“That doesn
ISABELLE’S POVMy eyes fluttered open, and a small yawn slipped out of me. When I tried to move, I couldn’t; it felt like something was gently holding me in place. Still half asleep, I slowly turned my head to the side and realized Adrian was right behind me. His head rested near my neck, and his arms were wrapped around my stomach as if he were afraid I might disappear.I gasped softly before I could stop myself. I couldn’t really see his face, but I could feel his warm breath against my skin, slow and steady. It made my heart beat a little faster, and I didn’t know why.I closed my eyes again, suddenly wishing the moment wouldn’t end. Everything felt so calm and safe. This was the first time we had ever slept in the same bed since I arrived, and somehow it already felt extraordinary, like a morning I would want to remember forever.He slept so peacefully behind me, holding me close against him. I felt small, but not in a bad way—more like I belonged there. I didn’t want to move. I d
ADRIAN’S POVI never imagined the daughter of my enemy would be the one to save my company with a few well-chosen words. When Mr. Nikolai asked that question, I had nothing. Daniel ran that project, and it was a mess. I didn’t know how to defend it until she spoke. That was the only reason I stayed quiet.I catch myself looking at her more than I should—her hazel eyes, the stupid pink shade on her face when she blushes, the calm look she wears when she sleeps. It’s irritating how noticeable she is.Fuck. I just called her beautiful. Maybe she earned it for pulling my company out of that situation. I hate how often my eyes follow her. She never reacts the way people should. No anger. No breakdown. No matter how much I push, she stays soft. Her calm makes it difficult for me to hurt her properly. Even after that incident—when she talked about Helena and my child like they were still alive—I couldn’t stay angry. I should have exploded and poured my rage on her. Instead, I found it almost







