All Chapters of TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

LUCA'S POV“Dinner?” I asked, cutting the intense silence between us all. Isabella nodded. No doubt her cravings and feeding had tripled over the last month. How could we not have noticed something was up earlier?“You… cook?” Diego had asked, the word rolling off his lips in a foreign manner when I nodded.“Except you are helping. I don’t think any funny remarks from you are necessary,” I drawled. Okay, you can’t blame me… I did accept a poly relationship, all for our happiness, but I never promised to be nice to him. At all.I’d turned on my feet when sounds of footsteps had resounded beside me. Glancing sideways, I’d seen Diego walking alongside toward the kitchen. I’d passed Isabella a reassuring smile.“I’m sure you have other things to do. I’d make dinner, you can rest and then tomorrow or tonight we’d drive you up to the hospital for your test,” I’d explained before clicking the door shut gently behind us. As much as I wanted the doctor to come over and check on her, I didn’t w

LUCA'S POV“She’d be in for just an hour at most. Please, Mr. Ricci. Mr. Vladimir, be at ease, it’s just for the test,” Doctor Hannah had explained hastily. The poor woman had been startled out of her senses to see Diego and I escort Isabella in.“She’ll be fine. Stop the frozen glare, it’s a bloody hospital, not a shooting range,” I retorted in complaint, glancing sideways at Diego, who had relaxed on the seats, stopping his pointless pacing before offering the doctor a smile.“Oh, I’m sorry. I have a tendency to not like a lot of people, and I hate liars or time-wasters. So, an hour in and out. I want her back here, in one piece. Understood?” he’d asked, smiling widely, yet the daunting part of his words had been passed out as a threat.“It’s just a test, I’ll be fine,” Isabella had been the one to speak, turning away from us, walking sideways by the doctor who had paled before walking into some sort of room.“She’s been my doctor for years. Stop scaring the old woman, okay? Besides

ISABELLA'S POVMy body ached terribly, a searing pain from my side as I parted my eyes open. I dragged out a painful whine, seeing I’d been tied up, my feet and arms bound. My back arched forward. But what bothered me most was the realization that I was stripped, naked, sweating.My eyes darted around in search for an outlet, an object of defense, a means of escape—but nothing, just the same blank space that stretched out into a doorless corridor, the high roofs made it impossible for me to reach. There’d been no ladder, no chair, but then I caught sight of a blinking camera, the bright red light going on and off. Someone was watching me—whoever had done this.I tilted my head in the direction. A slow smile spread up my lips as I arched up my brows, mocking whoever was behind it—my best bet. If they could see me, they could hear me, and begging would be the last thing that would slip past my lips. After all, now I was a Vladimire by birth. A Ricci by marriage. Weakness had never b

A brighter light welcomed us into the vast boardroom—a huge oak table surrounded by twelve chairs, each meant for a Bratva. My father sat in one. And of course, one of the seats was empty.The one that belonged to Luca.My father’s jaw dropped as he saw us approach. My brothers behind me, each flanking me, standing behind the Bratva chairs.“Where is my wife?” Luca asked, pointing the gun dead against Benson’s skull.Benson Vladímir had the audacity to stare at me .“What is this nonsense about, son?” he asked, trying to keep his composed speech. But I heard his voice waver. I saw the sweat break on his brow.“Son?” I asked, glancing between my brothers, who gave me a curt nod.For forty-five years I’d listened to this man. I’d taken his shit. But he hadn’t hesitated once before ordering my own men to shoot me if I walked past those gates.“Answer him, Benson. Where is Isabella—your own daughter?” I growled, irritated. Just saying the word “daughter” felt like a slap in the face. Isab

ISABELLA'S POVA loud piercing scream coursed through my lips as I jolted awake, sitting up in bed, my body covered in sweat. Luca wasn’t in. Diego wasn’t either. They’d both had a conversation going on while I’d fallen asleep.The pain came again and I let out another rippling scream. My body aching, my belly having a piercing pain, my mind raced across when the door had jolted open suddenly. Diego stormed in, holding me into his arms.“Easy, kotyonok. A nightmare?” he questioned, as Luca walked in on cue. I’d shrugged, and then I’d screamed again, tears slipping free from my eyes. I’d never felt pain this intense before. It made me feel miserable.“Diego. She’s bleeding,” Luca screamed in a startled tone. Diego and I had moved our glance down toward my thighs to see blood streaking down to my feet.“Fuck! The baby,” Diego screamed, hoisting me up in his arms.“Hospital. Now.” he’d ordered Luca, who’d turned on his feet as I’d cried again. I’d curled my body, digging my head into Die