All Chapters of TANGLED LOYALTIES:BOUND BY VENGEANCE: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

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Haunting Revelation

LUCAS POV.Isabella wasn’t his daughter. I turned sharply, heading to the east wing, where my personal bar awaited. The dim light spilling from the shelves was comforting, even if nothing else in my life was. I didn’t bother with a glass this time. Grabbing a bottle of whiskey, I took a long pull, the burn slicing through my throat. But it wasn’t enough to drown the anger. The anger at him. At myself. At her. I leaned against the counter, the bottle dangling from my hand as I closed my eyes, letting the silence wrap around me. My chest was tight, a coil of emotions I couldn’t untangle. She wasn’t his daughter. I spent years stalking, making research learning of moretti's weakness all for this? I had to admit the man was smart.He avoided every single trail and got rid of traces. He murdered her mother just because she was pregnant for someone else? And them he subjected her into labor making her do his dirty jobs all for what?The thought wouldn’t leave me. She wasn’t

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

Twisted lies

ISABELLA'S POVA week. Seven bloody days. One hundred and sixty-eight fucking hours.And not a single glimpse of him.I should be relieved. I should be grateful that he finally left me alone, gave me space to breathe, to think. But instead, my mind had been a prison, tormenting me with questions I didn’t want answers to.Why hadn’t he come back?Was he disgusted? Embarrassed? Pitying me now that he knew the dirty secret of my pasts?, was he finally coming to terms that I was disgusting? A child whose father had watched as his friends had touched the most private part of my body?.No. Luca Ricci didn’t pity. He didn’t care. He took what he wanted and discarded the rest. He wasn't home because he had something else to tend to, I bet he cared less what past traumas I could have.And yet, something felt… off.I sat on the edge of the bed, my fingers curling against the sheets, the weight of silence pressing down on me like chains. The air in the penthouse was stale, thick with an emptiness

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

Unforseen Reality

ISABELLA'S POV.How gullible could I be?.Luca's hatred for me was justified. My father killed his brother. A bloody child! And of course a lot happened in the mafia, and that included lots of killing, but could I blame him?.I'd be damned before I let anyone touch or harm Matteo in any way, even if it meant growing into a vile and bitter yet cold person like Luca had done, and for my father…he was knee bent on protecting some goddamned secret that would be just as filthy as he was.Not a single fibre of guilt or regret hearing Luca had killed him; it was something I'd been dying to do anyways, and Luca had done the biggest favour by pulling a trigger I'd latched on to for years.Grappling with the little sensual stability I had left, I fumbled around the closet, tucking rolls of tissues into an envelope. Hastily I stormed out of the room, heading down to the garden and towards the flowerpot I had placed the ledger in. Knot tied in my belly, seeing how weak I was, my father had ruined

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

Obsession and Devotion

ISABELLAS POV.Have I ever known him? Why? He'd been the most angelic person I'd met, a man who loved me way more than I'd loved myself. A man who claimed he couldn't put himself between his loyalty to his boss and whatever it was he felt for me. He'd worked the shadows all along. Fuck… Was he the shadows? My stomach churned as he moved away from the spot, my body shaking as my mind ran through a billion possibilities. I needed to get back, but I was stupid enough to stall after a man who had lied to my face and put up an act of a fucking saint when this was what he was all along. But the smile on my face faltered and quickly morphed into a frown, anger spiking through me. I realized I had no way out, unlike him. I couldn't just wander through the doors like he did. He laughed leisurely with the guards at the main entrance and the garage. I just watched. Fuck! How long had he been sneaking around like that? Stealing things from Luca to the enemy? Way to go, Isabella. Not

Last Updated : 2025-05-13

Filthy corrupted Desire

LUCAS POV.Fuck me for being damn gullible. Fuck me for showing the bitch mercy. Double fuck me for showing her my vulnerabilities, for thinking we could be more. My father was fucking right—give a woman a bit of freedom, and they'd piss all over you. She took everything I fucking did and said to her for granted, like it was nothing. A throbbing headache set into my temples as I made my way toward my main room. I stripped off my clothes, stepping into the shower, my head an abusive mess. I winced as soon as the cold water hit my skin, but gradually, the temperature warmed up. I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror as I washed, the cut from the vase throbbing more than it should. But it wasn’t the wound that hurt—it was her words. A heartless monster. The bitch. I was like this because I had no one to love me? The fuck did I need love for when I had all the power and wealth any man would kill for? I dried off and changed into new clothes, rolling my eyes. I p

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

Bleed for me

LUCA'S POV.She didn't shield her gaze; matter of fact, she ogled for way longer than necessary. Her eyes scanned the room down from the toppled mess. From the broken cup and then the thick straws of cum that dripped from the tip of my now soft cock toward the carpet before letting out a snort.“I'll make my way to the room, I see there's been a hectic situation for you, we can have breakfast tomorrow, " she muttered, turning on her feets as I wiped off my hands hastily, cursing beneath my breath.“Viviana, that room had been occupied. Make do with the guest room. I'll have it arranged for you tomorrow.” I offered, zipping up my pants after tucking my cock A hazed frown settled on her face. But she hadn't said a thing, nodded, and turned on her feet while I watched her leave. I had no intention to bother her with questions. Why was she here? And why so late at night? But it could wait after all, and I was close... and attached at the hip, she could do all she wanted.Lazily I sta

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

Que si isabella muere,yo muero

LUCA'S POV.“I'm sorry, Mr. Ricci, but this is the best we could do. She might not survive; in other words, I advise you to spend as much time as you could with her… Unconscious or not, it's best if someone stays by her side when she takes her last breath.” Doctor Ilya announced, tapping me slightly against my shoulders.My heart hasn't stopped racing. I had no idea how we had gotten here; it all happened fast... I could barely think; I lifted her and watched her smile while her blood gushed out of her neck. She didn't stop; it had been a pain to me, but the entire thing was a blur. How she had gotten to the ICU, how she had gotten operated on, I just stood lost in thought until the doctor called for me. And now, they said she'd die…I… I murdered her.She had toxins in her, probably from the last poison play we had, and then she had apparently been downing bleach, once or twice…puked it out for just a bit to reside in her, and then she bled out last night.While I was in my roo

Last Updated : 2025-05-15

Human in the monster

ISABELLA’S POV I woke up to pain. Not the sharp, searing kind. No. This was dull, stretched-out agony. The kind that made it hard to breathe, hard to think. I shifted, but my limbs felt like dead weight. My throat burned. My lips cracked as I tried to swallow, but it was like sandpaper against my insides. the machine beeped and then I heard another click. A soft shuffle. I wasn’t alone. I turned my head—slowly, painfully—and saw her. A nurse, a middle-aged woman. Brown hair tucked into a loose bun. She barely glanced at me as she adjusted my IV. “You’ve been out for three weeks.” I opened my mouth, but my voice came out broken, hoarse. “W-Where…?” “You’re stable. Lucky.” She didn’t even sound relieved. Like she’d seen too many people like me. Like she didn’t care if I had woken up at all. I tried again. “Luca…” Her eyes flickered to mine, unreadable.“He hasn’t been here.” she responded showing no sign of indifference.“He hasn’t…?” I questioned again as t

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Love Triangle

LUCA'S POV“That bitch knows nothing. She should be grateful I'm nice enough to let her stay after that bullshit stunt she pulled,” I retorted, yelling as loud as I could, trying to hide my insecurities and hostility, which apparently doesn't seem to fool Maccini by any means.“Really?” he asked, not in the slightest bit bothered by my threats.“What’s your big plan then? Strangle her rough after she recovers from the coma?” Maccini asked, cocking his eyebrows at me in an unsettling manner. “Last I checked, Luca, you were the one bawling your eyes out on your knees, asking God to bring her back, so what the hell is wrong with you this time?” Maccini asked.A low grunt escaped my lips. Shrugging, I threw both my hands into the air and took another sip of whiskey tonight. How was this my life?Suddenly, Maccini and I became best buddies—not that I was complaining. Matter of fact, he was as much of a snub as I was. I didn’t really think much of it when Isabella had fallen into a coma, a

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

Pequeña zorra sucia

ISABELLA'S POVI'm seething, with my knees curled up against my chest, my eyes still pinned against the door. Those goddamned painkillers and messed-up meds made me miss him last night, although I was certain I had seen him in a blur while I was asleep. That was why I skipped the meds today, fooled the maids into thinking I took six pieces, watching them leave. Now, my head was no less of a splitting migraine, pain stabbing into it, but I'd do it this once. I needed to figure out the way he'd been acting. Just as I anticipated, it took more hours and determination from me before the door cracked open slowly, gently, almost as though he was sneaking in. He froze, standing idly by the door as our gazes locked. I glanced ahead at the wall clock. It was twelve past four in the morning. Great. "I didn't mean to wake you," he added way too hastily before pushing his way toward the closet. "Go to sleep, Isabella," he asserted, igniting a flame in me. He wanted to go crazy? Fine, he

Last Updated : 2025-05-16

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