บททั้งหมดของ Reluctant Love Reckless Heir : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

Victor’s POVI sat in the dimly lit room, watching the flickering flame of my cigar as it burned slowly. The past few months had been nothing but setbacks. Every plan I made was ruined before it could come to fruition.Adrian had been a thorn in my side for too long, and I was done playing games.I turned my gaze to the men gathered before me fighters, assassins, and ex-convicts who had nothing to lose. They were the kind of men willing to spill blood for the right price.A slow smirk stretched across my lips. “Gentlemen, it’s time we stop waiting and start acting.”The room fell silent as they leaned forward.“We’ve been patient. We’ve been careful. And what has it gotten us? Nothing. Adrian Knight still breathes. Isla is still untouched. And Lucian still holds power in his absence.” I exhaled sharply. “I’m done waiting. We strike. And this time, we don’t stop until they are on their knees, begging.”One of my men, a burly brute named Rico, his my right hand man, he cracked his knuck

Isla’s POVI couldn’t stop crying.No matter how hard I tried, the tears wouldn’t stop. They blurred my vision, soaking my cheeks, as I stared numbly at the news broadcast. The screen flickered with haunting images. Adrian’s company engulfed in flames, the towering structure collapsing under the weight of destruction. Smoke curled into the night sky, consuming years of sweat, sacrifice, and dreams in a single cruel moment.My heart clenched painfully.This wasn’t just about the building. It was Adrian’s legacy, his pride, his blood and bone.And now, it was nothing but ashes.I gripped my phone, refreshing for updates. Nothing.My hands trembled. The helplessness was unbearable.With shaky fingers, I called Lucian. The phone barely rang before he answered.“Lucian, any news?” I choked out, my voice raw.A deep sigh came through the line, laced with frustration. “We’re still looking, Isla. Victor disappeared. It’s like he’s a ghost, no transactions, no movement, no trace of him anywh

Isla’s POVIt has been hours after the call, yet the voice is the fresh"Hello, little sister."Dante’s voice still echoed in my head.No. This had to be a mistake. A cruel joke.My body felt paralyzed, my thoughts spinning out of control. My brother? How? I had no memories of him nothing from my childhood, nothing that suggested I had any brother.And yet, something deep inside me, something instinctual, told me he wasn’t lying.I placed a hand on my stomach, my heart hammering. My baby.What did this mean for me? For my child?Would Dante try to take me away from Adrian? Would he demand I abandon my life and return to a world I never knew existed?The thought sent a chill through me.I couldn’t let Adrian find out. Not yet.He was already on edge, hanging by a thread after the attack on his company. If he found out I was connected to someone like Dante Castillo, it would push him over the edge.No, I needed time. Time to understand what was happening.Time to prepare for whatever ca

Adrian’s POVThe rage inside me was volcanic, a slow, seething burn that threatened to explode the moment I found her.I tore through the house, yelling orders at my men. Find her. Now.“Check the cameras!” I growled at Jace, the guy in charge of footages.He was already on it, his fingers flying across the keyboard in the security room. “Got something,” he muttered.I stepped behind him, my blood running cold as I saw her, my Isla sneaking past the guards, slipping into the night. Alone.“She went east,” Jace said, rewinding the footage. “Looks like she was heading towards the old district.”I clenched my fists.I knew exactly who she was going to see.Dante.That bastard.Heat exploded in my chest as my vision blurred with fury. Why him?I didn’t need her to tell me. It was obvious something was wrong, I did my findings and found out it was Dante, planning on addressing this morning.I didn't know it might be too late, I only wanted her to trust me and tell me herself but she didn'

Adrian’s POVI never left her side.Not once.The nurses had tried to get me to go home, but I didn’t even acknowledge them.I barely ate.Barely slept.All I did was sit beside Isla’s hospital bed, waiting.Waiting for her to wake up.Waiting to see her beautiful eyes again.Waiting for her to come back to me.And then…Her fingers twitched.I froze.I held my breath, my eyes locked onto her hand as it moved ever so slightly.Then, a soft sigh.Her lashes fluttered.And finally her eyes opened.For a second, she just stared up at the ceiling, confused and groggy.Then her gaze shifted and landed on me.“…Adrian?” Her voice was hoarse and weak, but it was the most beautiful fucking sound I had ever heard.I let out a shaky breath, reaching for her hand. “I’m here.”Her brows furrowed. “W-What hap