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DAVIDI was halfway up the stairs when I saw Lizzy standing near Bella’s door. My chest tightened, anger rising in waves. She wasn’t supposed to be here.Her hand hovered over the doorknob, and I cleared my throat sharply. Her head whipped around, her eyes wide with guilt.“What the hell are you doing?” My voice was low, but the venom in it was unmistakable as I stepped closer.Lizzy straightened, smoothing the front of her dress as though that would erase her trespass. “Relax, David. I’m not here to hurt her,” she said, her voice almost pleading.I stopped just inches from her. “I don’t care what you’re here for. I told you to stay in the guest room.” My tone hardened as I loomed over her. “Stay away from Bella. Stay away from my son. Do I make myself clear?”She swallowed hard, her bravado faltering under my glare. “Crystal,” she whispered, stepping back and retreating down the hall.I watched her until she disappeared around the corner. My fists clenched at my sides. Something abou

LIZZYThe message on my phone blurred as I stared at it, heat prickling the back of my neck. Unknown number. My heart thudded in my chest, each beat louder than the last.I scanned the restaurant, my gaze darting over strangers’ faces, searching for anyone too interested, too close. Had someone followed me? Heard everything I said?No. Impossible.I slipped my phone back into my pocket and pulled my scarf tighter, shielding my face as I stepped out onto the street. The cold air bit at my skin, but I barely felt it.“Not meeting up again,” I murmured under my breath, each word a promise. Whoever this is they won’t destroy my plan.DAVIDThe tension in the air snapped as the office door creaked open. My two bodyguards shuffled in, heads bowed, shoulders tight.I closed my laptop, the sharp click of the lid echoing in the silence. “What is it?” I asked, my voice calm, though the rage simmered just beneath the surface.They hesitated, glancing at each other like boys caught skipping schoo

DAVIDThe moment Bella’s name left my lips, it felt like the air had been sucked out of the world. My legs moved before my brain caught up, sprinting after her as the memory of Lizzy’s touch burned like acid on my skin. The streetlights above flickered faintly, casting jagged shadows as I stumbled forward.“Bella!” I called, my voice raw and desperate. My heart pounded like a drum, fear clawing at my chest. Then I saw it headlights. A car hurtling toward her fragile frame, her silhouette frozen in its glare.“NO!” The word tore from my throat, but the night swallowed it whole.The screech of brakes came too late. The car hit her, the sound of the impact like thunder ripping through the stillness. Her body flew into the air, limp and weightless, before crashing back down with a sickening thud. The driver didn’t stop. The car sped away, its taillights vanishing into the darkness, leaving nothing but Bella’s crumpled figure on the cold pavement.My knees buckled as I reached her. “Bella,

BELLAHis lips were still red from where I bit him, and he had the audacity to stare at me like I owed him something. Did he really think I’d let him kiss me just because he claimed to be my husband? I crossed my arms tightly over my chest and turned away. Richest man in the city or not, he wasn’t my type.Before I could stew in my frustration any longer, the door creaked open, and a woman walked in. She was younger than I expected, her face fresh and her posture formal, but the bow she gave me made my jaw tighten.“Hello, ma’am,” she said with a respectful nod.Ma’am? Ma’am? I blinked at her, my stomach knotting. She couldn’t be more than five years older than me, yet she spoke to me like I was her elder. But before I could respond, another realization struck me.What was my name?I gasped, a cold panic washing over me as my mind turned blank. Nothing. Not a single memory to hold onto. My chest tightened, my hands trembling. Who was I?“Are you all right, ma’am?” the woman asked, her

LIZZYThe click of my stiletto heels echoed in the quiet room as I paced, the plan forming clearly in my mind. Three weeks. It had been three weeks since David and I had slept together. It was time to make my move. My lips curled into a smile as I tapped my manicured nails against the countertop.A fake paternity report.David wouldn’t be able to deny it. He’d walked right into my trap that night, drugged and defenseless. Now, he’d have no choice but to accept responsibility. Bella might still be in the picture, but with this bombshell, I’d tear her away from him.My thoughts were interrupted by the door slamming open. Michael stormed in, his face red with anger. “You told me Bella would be mine!” he barked, his voice raw with frustration. “But instead, she’s still with David protected by that damn Copperfield family!”I sighed dramatically, turning to face him with a smirk. “Calm down, Michael. These things take time. Bella isn’t invincible.”“Time?” he shouted, his fists clenching a