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Chapter 14: Serpents in Silk
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~Isabella’s POV~ The silence that followed wrapped around me like a vice. My fingers froze mid tap against my thigh, breath catching in my throat.He didn’t look at me when he said it. Just kept his gaze fixed on the window, as if the answer was written somewhere in the blur of city lights.“What does that mean?” I asked, voice low, cautious. Like stepping onto thin ice I knew would crack.Dante finally turned to me, his eyes sharp. Calculating. “It means I know who you are. Not just the name on your invitation or the designer dress you’re wearing like armor.”My pulse spiked. “What exactly are you saying?”He leaned closer, the space between us shrinking like a trap snapping shut.“I’m saying I know you’re not Isabella Cassagrande.”My body went cold.He let the words hang between us like smoke.How the hell could he have known?“I don’t know who told you that......” I began, the lie forming instinctively, as I shrugged uncomfortably were I sat. He cut me off with a smile. Not cru
Twisted Fate: Second chance Heiress Chapter 14: Serpents in Silk
~Isabella’s POV~ The air inside the ballroom had grown thick, choking......perfumed with too much wealth and too many lies. Laughter rang out in tinkling notes, but underneath it all was a tension only I could feel gnawing at my nerves. I stood there, rigid as stone, wrapped in designer fabric and old scars, every smile around me a reminder of the mask I was forced to wear. I needed to get out.I needed air. Real air.Not this suffocating illusion of civility. I murmured an excuse to Dante. Something about needing the restroom, and slipped away from the gilded chaos. My heels clicked sharply against the polished floors as I made my way out of the ballroom and into the hushed corridors of the Mondragon estate. The air beyond the ballroom was cooler, but not kinder. This house, with its mirrored halls and velvet walls, knew me too well. It whispered things I didn’t want to hear. Every chandelier shimmered like it might drip blood instead of light.I trailed my fingers against the ve
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~Isabella’s POV~ Like a statue caught between time and memory, I stood rooted to the gleaming marble floors of the Mondragon ballroom, staring at the man I once vowed to love forever. My pulse pounded violently in my ears, and my breath hitched. Robert......so achingly familiar, so devastatingly unchanged. He still wore that signature smirk, the one that used to make my knees weak, now only made bile rise to the back of my throat. His hand was still outstretched.Waiting.Expectant. As though I was just another socialite he had to politely greet. And in a way, I was. Isabella Cassagrande. A stranger. A ghost in the flesh. The very woman he couldn't bring himself to love.…and the same woman he destroyed.My heart was screaming. You know me. You broke me. But his eyes didn’t falter. Didn’t flicker. Just the same cold, unreadable blue I had once drowned in. I felt myself slipping back into the spiral. Back into Melissa. The soft laughter in the ballroom grew distorted, muffled, a
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~Isabella’s POV~ Never in a million years did I imagine I would be back here. At least not so soon. As memories, sharp and vivid, assaulted me like a physical blow. My stomach churned from anxiety that now washed over me like a wave. The grand entrance hall where I’d once laughed, danced, and cried. The sprawling gardens where Robert and I had spent countless afternoons. The accident. The fire. The agonizing pain. The new face, the new identity, the new life I had painstakingly built from the ashes of the old. It all came crashing down around me. I was back. Back in the very place where Melissa Mondragon had ceased to exist, and the woman I was now, had been born.My hands trembled, clutching the silk of my dress. How? Why here? I pondered in my silence. What connection could Dante Romero possibly have with the Mondragons? Was this some cruel twist of fate? Or something far more sinister? My thoughts spiralled out of control and yet no matter how much I needed answers to my b
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~Isabella's POV~ Ivy and William both froze. Their earlier rage replaced by a stunned silence. As Dante pushed off the doorframe, walking slowly towards us. He didn’t say another word, but his presence alone had a quiet command that seemed to deflate the volatile atmosphere. “I ask again, is there a problem here?” Dante's voice, low yet authoritative boomed, as he stood right in front of me with one hand in his trouser pockets, staring keenly at both William and Ivy. His expensive masculine cologne filling up my nostrils. I could instantly tell it was Savauge by Dior, a very popular perfume brand which a single bottle costs an average workers one year salary, if not more. “Two against one, don't you think that's a bit unfair”. he continued. “This doesn't concern you”. retorted William, his face twisted with annoyance, stepping forward, meeting Dante in a very close range as both men glared intently into each other's eyes, like a brawl would break out between them at any second.
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~Isabella’s POV~ Stretching out my hands, I gathered a hand full of paper towels from the table and dabbed all over my blazer to lessen the stain, but the damage had already been done. “Who the hell are you?” I thundered the question, darting my eyes back at the woman with a victorious smirk stretched across her lips, still clutching the empty wine glass in her hands. Stepping forward, “Your lucky it's just wine instead of chemical acid” she bluntly threatened. “Consider this a lesson to teach you to stay away from someone else's boyfriend!”. raising her voice she threw the accusation, alerting everyone around us in the cafe. As prying eyes now glared in our direction witnessing the drama that unfolded between us. My jaw dropped. “Excuse me?” I exclaimed, clearly bewildered by her utterance. “What the hell are you talking about?” I asked, with my face twisted into a scowl, irritated by her behavior but mostly her audacity. She doesn't respond, but instead takes anothe
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