All Chapters of LOVE FOR SALE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

AMBROSE POV“Grandpa!”I barely had time to open the car door before Alessia came running toward me.I smiled.“There she is.”She threw her arms around my waist.I hugged her tightly.“Did you miss me?”“No.”I pulled away dramatically.“No?”She giggled.“I missed you a little.”“A little?”She nodded seriously.“Very little.”I placed a hand over my heart.“My own granddaughter.”She laughed.“You're being dramatic.”“Who taught you that?”“Mummy.”I laughed.Of course.Ben.I looked at Alessia for a moment.She had Ben's eyes.There was no denying it.Every time I looked at her, there were little pieces of Ben staring back at me but there was something else too.Something that belonged to me.Something I hadn't known existed until recently.My daughter.My biological daughter.Eight years old.Eight years of birthdays.Eight years of school projects.Eight years of watching her grow.Eight years of loving her without knowing the truth and somehow...I had never needed the truth to

BEN POVI hadn't slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw fire.Smoke.Blood and a face I hadn't seen in years.Zane.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the message on my phone.You should have listened.Then another.This is only the beginning.I had deleted the messages.But deleting them didn't make them disappear from my mind.Someone was watching me.I knew it.Ambrose knew it.And the worst part was that we still didn't know where Zane was or what he wanted.I looked toward the window.The curtains were closed.The doors were locked.The security team was outside.Ambrose had insisted.I should have felt safe but I didn't.My phone vibrated.I flinched.Another unknown number.I stared at the screen. For several seconds, I didn't touch it.Then I opened the message.There was no text, just a photograph.My heart stopped.It was me. Standing outside my house.Taken only minutes ago.I stood up.I looked toward the window.My breathing became shallow.I rushed over and pulled

BEN POVI had stopped sleeping properly.Every sound made me look toward the door. Every unfamiliar car outside made my heart race. Every unknown number made my hands shake.Zane had succeeded in one thing.He had made me afraid but I refused to let him see it. I sat at the dining table with a cup of tea in front of me, staring at my phone.There were no new messages. Somehow, that was worse. Silence from Zane never felt like peace.It felt like preparation. Ambrose had insisted that I stay surrounded by security. He called every few hours.Matteo was working with the police.Even Nolan had called to check on me.Everyone was trying to protect me but there was one thing I hadn't told anyone.Zane had been inside my house.He had stood in front of me.I still remembered his face.The scars.The eyes.The way he had looked at me as if I still belonged to him. I hated that I had been afraid. I hated that a part of me still remembered the boy he used to be but that man was gone.Whatever

BENFor the first time in days, my house was quiet. Not the kind of quiet that made me feel like someone was watching me.Not the kind of silence that came before a phone call, a threat, or another photograph appearing on my screen.Just...quiet.I sat on the edge of my bed, staring at the window. The curtains moved slightly with the evening breeze, and for some reason, that simple movement made me realize how exhausted I was.My body hurt.My head hurt but it was my heart that felt the heaviest.Zane was finally gone.He was in police custody.He couldn't walk into my house anymore. He couldn't call me from an unknown number.He couldn't stand in the shadows and tell me that he loved me while terrifying me. It should have felt like freedom.Instead, I felt empty. There had been too much happening.Too many secrets.Too many lies.Too many people making choices for me and too many things I had lost.I lowered my head and closed my eyes.The baby.The thought still hurt so much that so

NOLANI used to think losing Ben was the worst thing that could happen to me.I was wrong. The worst thing was losing myself while trying to hold on to her.For months, I had blamed everyone.Ben.My father.Even myself but mostly myself.I had convinced myself that if I loved Ben hard enough, she would eventually come back.That if I reminded her of our memories, our marriage, our life together...She would remember that I was supposed to be the one but she wasn't supposed to be anything.Not anymore.She was free.And strangely enough, accepting that didn't hurt as much as I thought it would. I sat behind my desk, staring at the papers in front of me.For once, I wasn't working.I was thinking.Thinking about Ben.About the baby we had lost.About everything that had happened between us.I still loved her.I wasn't going to lie about that but love didn't always disappear just because a relationship ended. Sometimes it simply changed.I heard a knock on my door."Come in."Rose walked