Semua Bab Claimed by My Brother’s Best Friend (A Mafia Romance): Bab 31 - Bab 35

ISABELLA The car ride back was painfully silent. Two of Damian’s men sat in front, but I barely saw them. My eyes were locked on the city vanishing behind us through the tinted window, and all I could think about was Liliana her eyes, her startled face, her confusion when I screamed her name. I had nearly reached her. Just a few more steps. But I knew what would’ve happened if I had taken them. Beside me, Tracy sat with her arms folded tightly, her lips pressed into a straight line. I ruined her day. I ruined everything. “I’m sorry,” I whispered, not daring to look at her. She turned slowly, offering a soft smile as her hand found mine. “It’s okay,” she said, her voice calm. But her eyes told a different story. She was scared. For me. For herself. Maybe for what would happen next. I didn’t blame her. I was scared too. The estate gates groaned open like the jaws of a beast, and my stomach twisted as if something inside me already knew this wouldn’t end in mercy. The SUV

DAMIANThe light from my desk lamp flickered over scattered documents as I reviewed the final plans. My mind should’ve been on logistics, security, cameras, guest lists but all I could picture was her.Isabella.A soft knock tapped against the door, followed by Richard stepping in, sharp in his black suit, his presence stiff and formal."How’s everything for tomorrow?" I asked, my tone calm, but cold beneath the surface.Richard stood straight, hands clasped behind his back like a soldier reporting to war."We’re ready, sir. Just as you instructed. Media coverage is confirmed, the guest list’s tight, and security has been doubled. Diego and I will stay with her the entire time."My eyes narrowed at the mention of his brother."Good," I said slowly, leaning back in my chair. My gaze drifted toward the window, past the view, past the skyline. "Nothing must happen to her. She’s the most precious thing I have."He gave a nod quick, silent and turned to leave.The door clicked shut.I exha

ISABELLATwo days have passed since the attack, but the memory still clings to me like a shadow I can’t shake. The sound of that gunshot hasn’t left my ears sharp, metallic, final. Every creak in the house makes me flinch.Who could want me dead?Damian has kept me locked inside the estate ever since, as if the walls could keep danger out. I haven’t seen him once. Not in the halls. Not in the gardens. He’s simply… gone. And in his absence, Richard and Tracy watch me like hawks, their eyes following even the smallest movement I make.The truth is, I’m afraid. I just don’t know who I should be afraid of.It started the night he proposed when a bullet tore through the air just behind me. Then, days later, men tried to drag me away from him in broad daylight. It’s too much to be a coincidence. Someone is hunting me.I push the thoughts aside as I step into the kitchen. Warm light spills across the polished counters. The air smells of freshly baked bread and coffee strong enough to jolt an