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The price of love

Penulis: Naughty Quills
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-17 22:44:36

ISABELLA'S POV

Pain, fear, and regret. They all came crashing in all at once. I lifted my gaze slowly, drowsiness attacking me as I shifted in the seat, propping my head slightly upward.

A stifled groan and a light wince escaped my lips as I glanced around, trying to take in my current environment.

The last thing I recalled was my heart thudding in my chest.

I had woken up to an uproar in the house, chaos unleashed in the mafia world, and every maid had a whisper on their lips—Luca was having it bad.

It wasn’t the smartest choice of my life, but I didn’t mind. I hurried my way toward his office to check on him, worried he'd be pissed to the core or broken. But to my despair, he was pissed.

So I watched. Eavesdropping. Then I realized it was all because of the ledger—the one I had foolishly given away. I was pissed too, hurt maybe. I hadn’t expected Antonio to go so far, to such an extreme length.

But I knew Luca wouldn’t spare me a minute to explain, so I ran as fast as my
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    LUCA'S POV Isabella stood before me, eyes red-rimmed, shaking. She hadn’t stopped crying since the explosion. Since she told me what she did. Since she whispered his name like a prayer before breaking into a million fucking pieces. Antonio was gone, my best friend was dead, the only one whom I could trust was gone, and it was all her fucking fault. It was her fault. It was always her. “Every single fucked-up thing that went wrong started the very moment I married you, Isabella!” I spat furiously as soon as we stepped through the doors. I grabbed her by the neck, pinning her back forcefully against the wall while hovering over her. “You! It was always you! You fucking killed him!” I retorted again. This time, she didn’t cower. She didn’t try wriggling her way out of my grasp. She kept crying, almost as though she couldn’t register my words. “You don’t get to cry, Isabella!” I slammed her back harder into the wall, a scowl spreading across my face as she finally lift

  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   The price of love

    ISABELLA'S POVPain, fear, and regret. They all came crashing in all at once. I lifted my gaze slowly, drowsiness attacking me as I shifted in the seat, propping my head slightly upward. A stifled groan and a light wince escaped my lips as I glanced around, trying to take in my current environment. The last thing I recalled was my heart thudding in my chest. I had woken up to an uproar in the house, chaos unleashed in the mafia world, and every maid had a whisper on their lips—Luca was having it bad. It wasn’t the smartest choice of my life, but I didn’t mind. I hurried my way toward his office to check on him, worried he'd be pissed to the core or broken. But to my despair, he was pissed. So I watched. Eavesdropping. Then I realized it was all because of the ledger—the one I had foolishly given away. I was pissed too, hurt maybe. I hadn’t expected Antonio to go so far, to such an extreme length. But I knew Luca wouldn’t spare me a minute to explain, so I ran as fast as my

  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   Rivalry and Ruin

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    ISABELLA'S POVI'm seething, with my knees curled up against my chest, my eyes still pinned against the door. Those goddamned painkillers and messed-up meds made me miss him last night, although I was certain I had seen him in a blur while I was asleep. That was why I skipped the meds today, fooled the maids into thinking I took six pieces, watching them leave. Now, my head was no less of a splitting migraine, pain stabbing into it, but I'd do it this once. I needed to figure out the way he'd been acting. Just as I anticipated, it took more hours and determination from me before the door cracked open slowly, gently, almost as though he was sneaking in. He froze, standing idly by the door as our gazes locked. I glanced ahead at the wall clock. It was twelve past four in the morning. Great. "I didn't mean to wake you," he added way too hastily before pushing his way toward the closet. "Go to sleep, Isabella," he asserted, igniting a flame in me. He wanted to go crazy? Fine, he

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  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   Human in the monster

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  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   Que si isabella muere,yo muero

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  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   Bleed for me

    LUCA'S POV.She didn't shield her gaze; matter of fact, she ogled for way longer than necessary. Her eyes scanned the room down from the toppled mess. From the broken cup and then the thick straws of cum that dripped from the tip of my now soft cock toward the carpet before letting out a snort.“I'll make my way to the room, I see there's been a hectic situation for you, we can have breakfast tomorrow, " she muttered, turning on her feets as I wiped off my hands hastily, cursing beneath my breath.“Viviana, that room had been occupied. Make do with the guest room. I'll have it arranged for you tomorrow.” I offered, zipping up my pants after tucking my cock A hazed frown settled on her face. But she hadn't said a thing, nodded, and turned on her feet while I watched her leave. I had no intention to bother her with questions. Why was she here? And why so late at night? But it could wait after all, and I was close... and attached at the hip, she could do all she wanted.Lazily I sta

  • TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE   Filthy corrupted Desire

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