บททั้งหมดของ Bound By Marriage : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 25

Her still hands trembled, the echo of gunfire from the attack still ringing in her ears, the screech of tires and Carlo’s shouted “Get down!” replaying in her mind. Her black sundress, once a symbol of confidence during her spa day with Victoria, now felt like a flimsy shield, clinging to her curves and exposing her fragility. But it was the ache in her chest that drove her to the study. She needed Luca, needed his strength to ground her, to make her feel safe in a world that had just bared its teeth.She found him standing by his desk, the amber glow of a single lamp casting sharp shadows across his angular face. Maps and burner phones were scattered before him, a battlefield of strategy that seemed to consume him entirely. His broad shoulders were tense, his dark eyes fixed on a point she couldn’t see. He was a fortress, unyielding, and for a moment, her shyness urged her to retreat. But the terror of the attack, the weight of Petrov’s threat, pushed her forward. She needed him

The safe house was a fortress disguised as a rustic cabin, nestled in a dense pine forest an hour from the city. Its weathered wooden exterior belied the steel reinforced walls and bulletproof windows, a testament to Luca’s length for her safety. The air was sharp with the scent of pine and damp earth, but inside, it was sterile clean lines, minimal furniture, and the hum of a generator buried somewhere beneath the floor. Bella sat at the small desk in the upstairs bedroom, her fingers tracing the silver locket around her neck, its familiar weight a tether to her mother’s memory. “Strength is quiet, Bella,” her mother had said, years ago, when Bella was just a shy girl hiding behind her father’s desk. “It’s in your mind, not your fists.”Six hours ago, Nathan had escorted her here under Luca’s orders, his face grim as he relayed the command: “You will have to stay here until further notice.” The memory of Luca’s fury still stung his dark eyes blazing, his voice a cold blade slicing