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“Oh my God…” Bastian exhaled in regret.In those five short minutes, Belle told him everything that had happened without holding anything back. It only made Bastian’s guilt heavier, because he hadn’t known Anthony had been pressured by his father.Out of everyone in his life, the last people Bastian ever wanted to see hurt were Belle and Anthony. But because of Renee’s jealousy, Anthony was slowly being destroyed.Bastian was ready to be Anthony’s shield, even if it meant sacrificing himself.And if Renee ever dared to touch Belle…“Say no, Belle,” Bastian said. “Turn down Renee’s request.”Belle shook her head. “How could I possibly do that?”Tears began to slide down her cheeks. A dark thought crept into Belle’s mind. She didn’t know if she could stand beside Renee as her bridesmaid, while the groom was the man Belle loved.If Belle refused, people would start asking questions. Renee’s suspicion would only sharpen… and eventually she’d find out the truth, branding Belle as the homew

Belle turned to look around the parking lot. There were plenty of students walking back and forth, but her eyes locked onto a dark gray SUV with heavily tinted windows, parked in the far corner facing her car. The engine was running, but there was no sign that the car was about to leave.Belle quickly got into her car, locked the doors, and started the engine. “It’s nothing, it’s nothing,” she muttered to herself.She drove out of the campus area, merging into fairly heavy traffic since it was already rush hour. After ten minutes of driving, she glanced at the rearview mirror. The dark gray SUV was behind her, separated by only one white sedan.Belle’s heart began to beat faster. She tried to think rationally. This was a main road; it was normal for cars to be heading in the same direction.To test her suspicion, Belle turned on her signal and made a sharp right turn, entering a quiet residential area that wasn’t her usual route home. She looked at the rearview mirror again.The gray

Belle couldn’t sleep all night. The threatening photo that had been sent to her was already deleted after it was delivered, but the effect still lingered vividly in her mind. She didn’t know what to do because this would only make things worse. Anthony would openly raise a war flag against Renee.The next morning, Belle went down to the dining room with heavy steps and a throbbing head. Mr. Watson was already sitting at the end of the table, sipping his black coffee while enjoying breakfast. His expression looked brighter than usual, even though just days ago he had received a subtle threat from Renee.“Sit down, Belle.” Mr. Watson watched his daughter as she sat weakly in her chair. “There’s something important I need to tell you.”“What is it? Something about Anthony?”“I should be thanking Mr. Carlyle for taking care of that issue. He was willing to go out of his way to shut down those nasty rumors your brother caused.” Mr. Watson waved his hand dismissively. “This is something els

“I just came to visit, Tony.” Bastian glanced between Anthony and Belle. “Is something wrong?”“Listen, I already told you… just take care of your fiancée! Haven’t you finished dealing with her yet?”Hearing Anthony snap at him, Bastian frowned. He truly didn’t understand why Anthony was suddenly angry. Sure, he and Renee had always been like two opposite poles. Still, Bastian did his best to minimize conflict with Renee.“Wait, what’s going on?” Bastian asked calmly.“Renee pulled another stunt. She tried to set her cousin up with Belle, using her father’s name to pressure our father!”Bastian’s eyes widened slightly. “Tobias?”“Well, apparently he’s pretty familiar with you. Were you involved in trying to match Belle with him too?”“Watch your mouth, Tony. No matter what, I’ve always been at your side!”“Really? Ever since you got with Renee, you’ve both been nothing but trouble for me and my family!”Anthony stepped forward and grabbed Bastian by the collar. Belle tried to separate

Bastian lay Belle down on the bed, and she felt like she was sinking into the stiff mattress beneath her. Without warning, his kisses moved from her lips, trailing along her jaw and down to her neck, making her breath hitch.Their kisses had always been quick before, stolen moments at the gym when no one was looking.But now, Belle could feel Bastian’s lips, hot and wet, savoring her without fear of being caught. This was the moment where Belle could finally belong to him completely. She let out a soft moan when Bastian sucked and lightly bit the skin of her neck, her hands instinctively gripping his broad shoulders.“Bastian…” she called, her voice hoarse.“Mmm?”“It’s my first time.”Bastian stopped kissing her neck. His face lifted, hovering right above hers. His eyes held hesitation, as if something was weighing on him.“Belle, I…” Bastian faltered.Belle could feel him starting to pull away. But impulsively, she grabbed his arm.“Please… I want you,” Belle said, almost desperate.