All Chapters of TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE: Chapter 141 - Chapter 147

NICOLAI'S POVThis was it. Maybe I hadn’t gotten his heart yet, but seeing how he’d succumbed tonight was the go-ahead I needed. I’ll just let him get addicted to my body first, and then I could finally trap him, have him tangled in every web I casted for him.My body thrummed with absolute pleasure as we both walked towards the wall. He pressed his back against it and I leaned closer, savoring every knot of his lips as he rocked forward. Every place we touched, I felt more. I wanted more. I’d never felt so alive like I did at this moment—even when I knew he belonged to someone else.Maccini gave up on him, not the other way around. He was a fool to have lost something like that. I’d do whatever it was that it took to keep pushing. I would never give up on Antonio. Maccini should’ve murdered me when he got the chance.“I want in… now, baby.” My voice sounded strained, husky and hella sexy. Antonio nodded, turning his back towards the wall as my cock glided between his ass cheeks.“Fuc

.ANTONIO’S POVNico and I fucked.I didn’t hate a moment of it, and really, it spoke volumes about me. I was still bound to Maccini, I had a greed gnawing at me. I refused to sign those divorce papers. I refused to let Maccini go. Yet here I was, wrapped in Nico’s arms, cuddling and smooching.Tension snapped into me as sudden realization dawned on me… this wasn’t going how I thought it would. Yes, I wanted to fuck him as much as he wanted to fuck me. We’d gone at it all night and morning, I’d lost count. I figured it was well past noon.Slowly I reached for my phone, checking the time to realize it was way past four in the evening. A message popped. I’m right on cue and every fibre in me froze… my blood had stopped circulation.I blinked, once, twice… fuck duck fuck.“Shit,” I cursed, pulling myself away from Nico’s grasp. Then he jolted awake suddenly.“Where are you going? What’s going on?” Nico asked, sitting up immediately.“Go back to sleep, I had something I forgot to switch o

DIEGO’S POV.The house is wrong.Not in a way most people would notice — but I’m not most people. I’ve lived in this space long enough to feel the shift in its bones. The maids glance up only long enough to register me, then drop their eyes like the floor’s suddenly fascinating. One of the guards at the main hall nods, stiff and too fast. There’s a half-drunk glass of water abandoned on the console table in the hall.Little things. But they add up.Something’s happened.And it’s sitting under my skin now, restless, coiled. I keep my expression blank as I move deeper inside — my walk unhurried, my hands in my pockets — but every nerve is on alert.The lounge is dim, lit only by the muted glow of the lamp in the corner and the silver wash of moonlight through the tall windows. The curtains sway in the breeze, and the air smells faintly of the night — cool, clean, with a trace of something floral drifting in from the gardens.She’s there.Isabella.She’s curled into the corner of the cou