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Chapter Six: Isla Unleashed

Author: Anastasia Cooper
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-07 23:59:34

The room hadn't cooled since Isla walked out of Callum’s reach.

If anything, the temperature had spiked—not with heat, but with tension.

Callum stood frozen as he watched Dorian Kane’s hand linger on Isla’s lower back, guiding her through the crowd like they’d done this before. Effortlessly. Intimately.

A voice behind Callum snapped him out of it.

“You alright, brother?”

It was Declan.

Callum nodded stiffly, but his jaw clenched harder than his fist. “Fine.”

But he wasn’t.

Something inside him felt cracked—like he’d tried to grip something glass and shattered it instead.

Near the velvet-lined lounge bar, Isla stood beside Dorian now, her posture relaxed, but her gaze sharp. She took a sip of wine, laughing at something he said—but her eyes were scanning.

Measuring.

Carlos Black had returned. And this time, he wasn’t alone.

Two men flanked him now, both with the distinct arrogance of rich men who’d never been told no.

“Round two?” Lydia muttered beside Isla, spotting them.

“They never
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