All Chapters of Dangerous Love: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Diego’s POVThe first thing I felt was warmth.Soft… familiar… wrapped around me like it belonged there.Then the morning rays hit me, and it was morning already.Not fully bright yet. The sky was just beginning to lighten, that quiet moment before the sun actually shows itself. The kind of calm that never lasts.I stretched slightly, my body still heavy from the night before, and that’s when my hand brushed against, Sophia.She was right there, curled into me under the duvet, her skin warm against mine.A slow breath left my lips. Yeah… last night was long for us.I pulled her closer without thinking, my arm sliding around her waist, holding her against me. She stirred almost immediately, like she could feel me even in her sleep.Her lashes fluttered, then her eyes opened slowly. For a second, she just looked at me.Then she smiled.“Good morning…” I murmured, my voice still rough from sleep. My fingers brushed lightly against her cheek. “Hope you slept well, my love.”Her smile wid

ClydeI didn’t go down, not immediately. From my office window, I could see everything.The beach. The lights.The way Sophia had turned something so broken into something… almost normal.Soft golden lights were strung across the palm trees, flickering gently as the evening breeze rolled in from the ocean. A long table had been set up, simple but elegant. Music played low in the background, nothing loud, just enough to fill the silence.My men were scattered around, some standing, some seated, eating, talking… laughing.Laughing, like the past few weeks hadn’t nearly destroyed all of us.I took a drag from my cigarette, the smoke filling my lungs, then slowly exhaled.This was her welcome back party. A fresh start.And I couldn’t even gather the courage to face her, a soft knock came, but before I could respond, the door opened.Diego walked in.I was in my black shirt, and black pants. The same calm presence I always carried like armor.He glanced toward the window, then at me. “You

AllisonWaking up into a life I cannot remember should feel terrifying.But it doesn’t, not entirely.There’s something strangely comforting about opening my eyes and seeing people already waiting for me… people who look at me like I matter, like I belong to them, like I’ve always been theirs. Even with this emptiness in my head, this hollow space where memories should be, I don’t feel alone, and maybe that’s the only thing keeping me from falling apart.I sit at the breakfast table, quietly watching them. My family.My mother sits across from me, her eyes soft, almost too soft, like she’s afraid I might disappear if she looks away. Jake is beside her, talking and laughing like this is normal, like I haven’t just woken up without a past. Juliet keeps interrupting him, rolling her eyes, and there’s something about the way they argue that feels… familiar, even if I cannot place it.I want to remember. God, I want to remember so badly.They arrived yessith Clyde and it was all tears and

AllisonLying in his arms felt… unreal, not in a strange way.In a way that made my chest ache softly, like something inside me had found where it belonged, even if my mind had no memory of ever being here before.His fingers moved slowly against my skin, brushing over my arm, my shoulder, tracing absent patterns like he’d done it a thousand times before. Every touch sent quiet tingles down my body, curling into my toes, making me shift closer without even realizing it.I tilted my head slightly, looking up at him.He was already looking at me. And for a moment… everything else disappeared.I didn’t understand it, I didn’t understand him.How could I feel this deeply for someone I couldn’t remember?How could my heart beat this fast… this loud… like it knew him better than I did?But it did. It knew, and in that moment, I believed it.If he asked me to follow him anywhere… I would, that thought didn’t even scare me.It felt… right.My fingers lifted, brushing lightly against his jaw,

Later, when I stepped into my office, Diego was already there, with the tickets in his hands, which I had already booked.He leaned back, watching me with a knowing look “Vacation, huh?”“Something like that.”He nodded slowly. “Good move. Keep her distracted.”“That’s not why I’m doing it.”He raised a brow.I didn’t argue further, because maybe… he wasn’t entirely wrong.We both knew what was coming, my father wasn’t done, not even close. And I needed her to feel and see the love and care I have for her. And as Diego began outlining the next move, I realized something for the first time.This wasn’t just about war anymore, it was about time. Time I didn’t have, time I wasn’t sure I deserved.Then Diego paused mid-sentence.“There’s something else,” he said. I looked up, and his expression had changed.“What?”He hesitated… just for a second.“It’s about your boys.”Everything in me went cold, my fists clenched, ready for war at the sound of their names.“There’s a clip,” Diego didn