Lahat ng Kabanata ng Blood And Desire : Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Chapter 21: Dante’s WrathIsla’s wrists ached from the tight grip of the zip ties securing them behind her back. The blindfold covering her eyes left her vulnerable, heightening her senses as she tried to steady her breathing. The car had been moving for what felt like hours, though she knew it had probably been no more than twenty minutes.She had expected Dante to kill her.Instead, he had taken her.His prisoner.The moment she had heard Luca’s voice confirming orders over the phone, she knew there was no escaping this. Dante had spared her life, but for what purpose?The car came to a halt, the soft hum of the engine cutting off, leaving a deafening silence. The door opened, and she felt the presence of someone looming over her before rough hands gripped her arm and yanked her out.She staggered, her legs unsteady from sitting too long, but before she could fall, a strong hand grabbed her waist.Dante.His grip was firm, possessive—branding her as his.He leaned in, his lips brush

Chapter 23: Dangerous SeductionThe air inside Dante’s mansion was suffocating, thick with an unspoken battle between power and resistance. Isla paced the room, her heart hammering in her chest as she glanced at the locked door. She was trapped, caged like a bird in Dante’s gilded prison, forced to submit to his rules, his authority.She refused.She wouldn’t break.But Dante was relentless.She had spent the entire day testing him—denying his commands, refusing to eat, staring him down with cold defiance. She wanted to provoke him, to push him to his limits, because anger was easier to face than the twisted desire that lingered in his gaze whenever he looked at her.Now, she was about to pay the price.The heavy creak of the door sent a jolt of awareness through her body.Dante stepped inside, his dark gaze locked onto her as he slowly closed the door behind him.A predator stalking his prey.Her breath hitched as he leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed over his broad chest

Chapter 25: Desperate Escape AttemptIsla sat by the window, her heart pounding as she watched the guards patrol the mansion grounds. It had been weeks since Dante had locked her in his world, controlling every aspect of her life. She couldn't let this continue. She had to escape.Her fingers clenched into fists.She wasn’t weak. She wasn’t just going to sit here and let him win.She had spent years training for missions harder than this—getting out of one man’s house should have been easy. But Dante had been meticulous. Guards were stationed at every exit. The doors were all locked. Even her wardrobe had been changed—her usual sleek attire replaced with delicate silk dresses that made her feel like a caged doll.But tonight, she would get out.Taking a slow breath, she moved to the closet, reaching for the thin rope she had tied together from her bedsheets. It wasn't much, but it was enough to at least get her down the balcony.Her fingers trembled slightly as she tied the knot secur

Chapter 27: Dante’s Dark PastThe mansion was silent, the weight of its history pressing down on Isla as she made her way toward the study. Luca had requested to meet her, and though she still didn't trust him completely, she was curious about what he had to say.She pushed open the heavy door to find him seated behind the desk, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He didn’t look up immediately, swirling the amber liquid with a contemplative expression.“You came,” he muttered.“You asked me to,” she replied, shutting the door behind her.Luca finally met her gaze, his dark eyes assessing. “You think you know who Dante is.”Isla crossed her arms. “I know exactly who he is.”Luca let out a low chuckle, devoid of humor. “No, you don’t. You know the man he’s become. You don’t know how he got there.”She hesitated.Luca leaned back in his chair. “You hate Antonio DeLuca, don’t you?”At the mention of Dante’s father, Isla’s fingers curled into fists. “More than anything.”Luca nodded slowly. “A

Chapter 29: Dante’s Possessiveness GrowsThe world had turned against Isla Romano.But Dante DeLuca had made one thing very clear—if anyone dared to lay a hand on her, he would end them.And he was already making good on that promise.---The First WarningThe first body dropped less than twenty-four hours after Elena’s betrayal.Riccardo , a low-level informant who had spread Isla’s name to the wrong people, was found dead in an alleyway. His tongue had been cut out—a message from the DeLuca family.Talk about Isla Romano, and you will pay the price.The next day, another man—one of Matteo DeLuca’s men—went missing.And by the third day, whispers spread like wildfire:Dante DeLuca wasn’t just protecting Isla. He was eliminating anyone who saw her as a weakness.---The Control TightensIsla had never felt more suffocated.Dante’s mansion had been her prison before, but now, it was worse.Guards followed her every move. She couldn’t step into the hallway without feeling eyes on her. E