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Chapter 4

Author: hahakitty
Isabella's POV:

"Isabella Moretti."

An old man's cold voice came from above me.

"Looks like Luca's spoiled you so much you've forgotten the rules women in the Moretti family are expected to follow."

Three men stood in the early morning light.

In front was Vittorio Moretti, Luca's father.

Behind him were Damon Moretti and Andre Moretti, Luca's two younger brothers.

"Ricardo Costa." Vittorio spat out the name. "You actually slept with that Costa bastard and got knocked up by him?"

I froze.

Ricardo Costa.

The man in the photo Luca had shown me. The "lover" who'd been shot full of holes and dumped in the sea.

"No, Vittorio."

My blood ran cold as I realized they'd set up this ambush to kill me.

"Please give Luca a call. This is all a misunderstanding!" I screamed.

"Luca? Don't be ridiculous. You think I don't know my own son? He's always been too soft on women. But I'll be damned if I let a whore like you disgrace the Moretti name!"

Vittorio raised his gun and aimed it at my stomach. "A traitor's child doesn't deserve to be born either."

"No, Vittorio! This is Luca's baby. Let me explain!"

Desperate, I grabbed my phone and pleaded with him. "Please, just let me call Luca one more time—"

Damon glanced at Vittorio. "Father, shouldn't we at least inform Luca before executing his ex-wife?"

Vittorio was silent for a few seconds, then lifted his chin at Damon.

Damon came over, snatched my phone, unlocked the screen, and held it out to me.

My fingers trembled as I dialed Luca's number.

"Will you give it a rest already?" It was Sofia again. "Isabella, you keep calling. Don't you realize how ridiculous you're making yourself look?"

My voice shook. "Sofia, put Luca on the phone!"

"He doesn't want to talk to you, Isabella. You're nothing but a traitor now. Why don't you crawl into a hole and stay there? Stop making a fool of yourself!"

"No! Sofia! Put Luca on the phone right now!"

Damon pressed his gun against my head again. The cold steel bore down on me, making it hard to breathe.

"Seems Luca has no intention of forgiving you. You've broken his heart, Isabella." Vittorio fixed me with a hawklike stare.

"No, Vittorio, just wait—"

Just as I was about to give up all hope, Luca's voice finally came on the line.

"Isabella, I thought I told you to leave.

"Sofia needs her rest. Why the hell do you keep calling?"

Before I could get a word out, Sofia's shrill voice cut in. "Luca, she's having regrets, that's all. She wants to confess. She wants you to acknowledge her baby as yours!"

I tried to defend myself, but Damon had already clamped a hand over my mouth.

"Don't try anything," he muttered in my ear. "Didn't you want Luca to clear up the misunderstanding? Then shut up. Let him say it himself."

The seconds crawled by. Luca's voice was low and impatient.

"Isabella, we've been over this.

"I'm marrying Sofia tomorrow. You need to understand that I won't acknowledge your baby as mine.

"Don't call me again."

The line went dead again, the dial tone stabbing into my ears like a needle.

Vittorio studied my face, a cold, almost satisfied smirk spreading across his lips.

"Well? What do you have to say for yourself now? You heard Luca. He won't acknowledge that child as his. And I'll be damned if I let a woman like you disgrace my son and the Moretti name!"

In that moment of despair, only one thought was left in my head. Run.

The moment Damon bent to grab my other arm, I swung my hand up and smashed the phone into his face.

He howled and let go. I scrambled to my feet and sprinted across the road.

A gunshot cracked.

A bullet tore through my right shoulder, and the pain sent me sprawling forward.

I gritted my teeth and half crawled, half scrambled to the guardrail.

More than a hundred feet below, dark waves churned in the dawn light.

I climbed over the railing. Behind me, I heard footsteps pounding and guns going off wildly.

The next second, I let go.

The fall was short. Wind roared in my ears, and then the sea hit me like a wall of ice.

I filled my lungs with air and sank beneath the surface.
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