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Twenty one

Zane’s POVI decided to try my last strain of control. “Belle, are you sure?”She nodded, her eyes filled with determination. “Yes, I’m sure. I need you, Zane. Please, don’t push me away.”I couldn’t resist any longer. I leaned in, capturing her lips with mine in a soft, gentle kiss. She responded immediately, her hands tangling in my hair as she pulled me closer.“Belle,” I whispered against her lips, “are you sure about this?”She nodded, her eyes filled with certainty. “Yes, Zane. I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life.”With that, I kissed her again, this time with more intensity. My hands roamed over her body, feeling the softness of her skin under my fingertips. She moaned softly, arching into my touch.“Damn, you are so sweet,” I groaned and she moaned in response.I kissed her again, deeper this time, pouring all of my feelings into it. I gently pushed her back onto the bed, my body covering hers as I kissed my way down her neck.She gasped, her hands clutching at my

Twenty two

Belle's POV I woke up with a start, my heart pounding in my chest. I was supposed to be hungover, but except for the way my heart strummed against my chest, I felt perfect.Almost perfect.I opened my eyes dreamily and looked around the room. The room was dimly lit by the early morning light filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I wondered if I was dreaming. The warmth beside me felt surreal. I turned my head and saw Zane lying next to me, his eyes closed, his breathing steady. I inhaled deeply, taking in his scent—a mix of fresh pine and a hint of something musky and comforting.I snuggled closer into his arms, feeling the heat of his body against mine. His presence was soothing, and I closed my eyes, wanting to live in this moment forever. "Zane, if this is a dream, which I know it is, let me not wake up from it," I whispered.Zane's arms tightened around me. He stroked my hair gently, his fingers brushing the strands out of my face. His touch was tender, and I felt a warm

Twenty three

Zane's POV “Whoa, hold on, hold on. Calm down. I'm sorry," I said gently as she sprang up from the bed.Just a few moments ago, I had woken to the soft light of dawn filtering through the curtains and the warmth of Belle snuggled into my arms. Her breath was slow and steady against my chest. As I watched her, a sense of peace settled over me, something I hadn’t felt with any woman. She stirred, looking up at me with sleepy eyes.“Zane,” she murmured, snuggling closer. “If this is a dream, which I know it is, let me not wake up from it.”Her words warmed my heart. I held her closer, gently stroking her hair and brushing it out of her face. When suddenly she jerked up, her eyes wide. “Oh my God, oh my God,” she whispered, slapping herself hard on the cheek. She yelped in pain and realized, “It’s not a dream, it’s not a dream!”She immediately rose from the bed, grabbing the covers to shield her exposed chest. “What happened? Did you sleep here last night?”I sat up, trying to calm he

Twenty Four

DaveI rolled over on the bed and picked my phone that had been ringing for a while now. I swiped my finger across the screen, answering the call from my parents. Their faces popped up, framed in the small video window. The usual sneers were already plastered on their faces.“Dave, have you seen what that wretched girl has done now?” my mother started, her voice dripping with disdain. “Belle has always been a problem. Why did we ever agree to this engagement?”Normally, I’d feel comfortable with their insults at Belle and maybe even join in with my own criticisms. But today, something was different. Irritation bubbled beneath my skin, simmering every time they mentioned Belle’s name. I gritted my teeth, trying to maintain a neutral expression.I barely slept all through last night and my mother knew. I don’t know why I decided to wait, but I had to see Belle and make sure I had the last say.After her outburst which had left my parents and I feeling insulted, Ben had taken her back to

Twenty Five

DaveHow annoyingly bold of her! I ignored her silly comment when I couldn’t help but catch a whiff of the faint scent of men’s cologne clinging to her clothes. It was enough to set my teeth on edge."Where the hell are you coming from?" I demanded, my voice rising with each word. "And why the fuck do you smell like a man's cologne?"Belle's eyes flashed with anger. "Stop yelling at me, Dave! I’m no longer engaged to you, and I owe you no explanation for my actions."I felt a wave of disbelief wash over me. "What? Did you lose your mind after the pregnancy? What the fuck is wrong with you?"Before I could react, her hands collided with my cheeks in a loud slap. The sharp sting radiated across my face. I was shocked and furious, but more than anything, I was hurt.First she runs off to another man, now she raises her hands on me!"Don’t you ever talk to me like that!" she shouted, her voice trembling with fury. "Do you know all that I have been through? Do you know the pain and tormen

Twenty six

Belle's POVI guess Dave’s voice must have attracted my parents as I noticed them hurrying down the steps towards where Ben and I stood. “Where’s Dave?” My father barked angrily.“He has gone,” Ben replied with a tone of indifference.“Let’s go after him now!” My father nudged at Ben.“No father. Let him be,” Ben replied and walked away without waiting for my parents' response. My mother hurried past me and went out the door, as though time would wait for her to meet Dave still crawling to his car.Shortly after, she burst back in. “Where have you been? Do you have any idea how worried we’ve been? Have you lost your mind, Belle? Do you know that Dave has been awake all night waiting for you? We begged him to sleep in another room, but he refused!” she exclaimed, her face twisted with worry and anger.I clenched my fists at my sides, my nails digging into my palms. It was always about Dave. Always about the Scott family. I scoffed and asked her angrily, “Why the fuck is it always abou

Twenty seven

Zane’s POVThe club was dimly lit, with the bass from the music vibrating through the floor. I could barely hear myself think, which was exactly how I wanted it. I downed another shot of whiskey, the burn in my throat a welcome distraction from the turmoil in my mind. I’d been nursing drinks all night, hoping to drown out the thoughts of Belle that kept creeping back no matter how hard I tried to shove them the hell down.“Woah, woah, woah. Take it easy, bro,” Fletcher said, leaning over the table, his brow furrowed in concern. He watched as I poured myself another drink, clearly not impressed with my current state. “We didn’t come here to watch you drink yourself into a stupor. We came here for something else.”I looked up at him, forcing a smile that I knew didn’t reach my eyes. “Of course, that’s why I’m here,” I replied, trying to act normal, like I hadn’t just spent the past several hours drowning my thoughts in liquor. But I could tell from the way Fletcher was watching me that

Twenty eight

Zane’s POVFletcher leaned back in his chair, a glint in his eye as he reached for the bottle of whiskey. "Alright, boys, time to drink some more," he said with a smirk, his gaze shifting between Zeke and me. He grabbed Zeke's glass, intending to pour him another drink, but Zeke quickly blocked it with his hand."Not tonight, Fletcher," Zeke said, shaking his head with a grin. "I’m tapping out."Fletcher raised an eyebrow, his expression exaggerated with mock disbelief. "What’s this? Zeke, the legendary party animal, turning down a drink? Has fatherhood made you soft?"I chuckled, catching onto Fletcher’s teasing tone. "Maybe we should all just stay single forever. Getting married and having kids turns you into a softie."Zeke rolled his eyes, but the smile on his face was genuine. "You two wouldn’t last a week with my life," he said, a hint of pride in his voice. "But yeah, I can’t drink anymore. I’ve got to get home and tuck the kids into bed. Hence, I’ll be heading out once we’re d

Twenty nine

Belle’s POVA soft knock on my door pulled me from the depths of sleep. I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I sat up in bed. The early morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my room. I wasn’t ready to face the day yet, but the persistent knocking forced me to my feet.Yawning, I made my way to the door, my mind still foggy with sleep. I opened it to find Bennie, my brother, standing there with a concerned expression on his face.“Good morning,” he greeted me, his voice gentle. “How are you feeling?”I mustered a small smile, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. “I’m fine, Bennie. Just a bit tired, that’s all.”He studied me for a moment, clearly not convinced. “Are you sure? You don’t look like yourself. I was just wondering if you’re planning to go to work today. If not, I can take care of it and get you some time off.”I sighed, feeling the weight of the decision I had made the night before. “No, don’t bother, Bennie. My mind is made up.”His brow fu

Thirty

Belle's POVThe hallway leading to the Director’s office felt longer than usual. Each step echoed ominously, reminding me that what I was about to do was not just difficult, but irreversible. My heart pounded in my chest as I reached the door with the gold-plated name sign, Dr. Perri (Snr). I took a deep breath, squaring my shoulders before knocking twice and then pushing the door open.As I stepped inside the office, Dr. Perri, my father, was seated at his large mahogany desk, his head buried in a stack of papers. The sun streaming through the windows highlighted the silver strands in his hair, the years of stress etched into the lines of his face. “Good morning, sir,” I said in a surprisingly calm tone.He looked up, surprised by my presence. His brows knitted in confusion as he recognized me. “Belle,” he started, his tone softening, but I didn’t let him continue.“I’m here to turn in my resignation letter,” I said, cutting him off with a firm voice. I placed the sealed envelope on

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