Lahat ng Kabanata ng EX-WIFE REVENGE: HE WANTS ME BACK! : Kabanata 101 - Kabanata 110

BIANCA'S POVThe buzz in the venue was electrifying, and I could hear the chatter from the audience as the last few people trickled in. Everything was set. The lights were perfectly placed to highlight every detail of the designs, and the runway gleamed like a blank canvas, ready for my art to walk across it.Toria’s show had ended as horribly as I predicted it would, and the people around were like sharks, just waiting for the wrong move from me so they could bury me. I refused to let that happen.The music began with a slow, steady beat that reverberated through the room like a heartbeat. It hooked me instantly and set the perfect tone for what was about to unfold.I stood off to the side of the stage, holding my clipboard tightly, though it was more for show now than for need. My models were ready, my designs were perfect, and everything had been double- and triple-checked. This was my moment, but I couldn’t help the small flutter of nerves that racked through my body in small spur

BIANCA’S POVI had only met him for a couple of minutes, but I felt a bone-deep sense of satisfaction at Ricardo's calmness shaking. It was clear that Giovanni's presence had rattled him, and it was immensely gratifying to watch the cracks form in his smooth exterior.“You didn’t raise me,” Giovanni shot back, his voice casual but his eyes sharp. “That was all on Sandro. You always disappeared just to show up and throw tantrums every now and then.”Ricardo’s eyebrows furrowed even further, almost looking like he had one continuous unibrow, and for a second, I thought he might actually lose it. But instead, he drew in a slow breath and regained his composure like the ice statue he was. His eyes flickered over me, then back to Giovanni. "This is none of your business, Gio."“Everything that happens in this house is my business as a Moretti," Giovanni retorted, descending the stairs leisurely, but there was nothing casual about the way his gaze locked on Larisa. “I vividly remember telli

BIANCA’S POVI woke up in small increments, feeling more anxious each time. I couldn’t shake off the worry that Luca was with those men, even though I knew he was supposed to be with Giovanni. After the sixth time, I sat up and tried to stand, but my legs didn’t cooperate with me.I was in Alessandro’s room—the black and white accents lit up in warm lights were a dead giveaway. It had been a while since I had seen this room, especially since Alessandro had made his main residence the Villa.“You’re not allowed to get up,” a baritone voice I was very familiar with sounded above me. I jerked and looked his way. Alessandro was sitting on the chair beside the bed, with his knuckle supporting his head. The dark circles under his eyes from before were worse, and his face was gaunt like he hadn’t slept at all in days. My heart ached on his behalf.I stretched my hand out to him, and he leaned in like he always did, shifting from the chair to the bed, instinctively getting closer. “Is Luca wi

ALESSANDRO’S POVWhen I woke up, Bianca wasn’t beside me. At first, I feared that something had happened to her, but I calmed down after remembering that the house was now extensively protected by Salvatore and three other guild members. Luca was with Gio and Laz, and they were in the villa, protected by the rest of the guild.I felt more at rest than I had in a few weeks. Ricardo had become a permanent thorn in my side, and his movements were suspicious. He didn’t seem to want the company as much as he wanted me to be with the Dobre girl; he had even said on multiple occasions that he’d stop opposing and terrorizing me at work if I agreed to leave Bianca.What could the Dobres have offered him that made him value my relationship with their daughter more than the position as the head of the conglomerate? It all seemed rather questionable, and I was often skeptical, but I didn’t know much about my brother beyond what he wanted me to know, so I could only speculate for a while.When I w

BIANCA'S POVI hated that I had to miss being the one to pick Linda up from the airport, but as the only people remotely close to Charlie, Darren and I had been forced to stay with her.I hadn’t even realized that Leo and Charlie had come back from their getaway. I’d endured very busy—stressful—days recently, and they barely crossed my mind.“Why would you do that, though? Hadn’t you had enough?” Darren raised an eyebrow at Charlie, who was resolutely looking away, shame evident in her body language—as she should.“Answer us, Charlie,” I demanded impatiently, angry and tired of her nonsense already. I hadn’t known this was the type of person she was, despite all the times we had hung out. What she did was extremely stupid.“It was a mistake,” she said in a small voice, ending in a gasp as Leo walked into the room. He eyed her tiredly and looked at us.“That’s all she’ll say. You guys should just let it rest,” he said, rubbing his eyes, every twitch of his muscles laced with visible an