All Chapters of I Faked My Death to Destroy My Husband: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

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Show me

Dante’s POVThree days had passed since Camilla had came and I had finally learned the truth about my father’s murder.I had my people all over the city buy my entirely stubborn, terrifyingly brilliant wife had decided to wage war right alongside me.Right now, I was sitting on the dark leather sofa in my private study watching her.Isabella was sitting in my high-backed executive chair behind the desk. She had completely commandeered my workspace. Three high-powered laptops were open in front of her, their screens casting a soft, blue glow across her delicate features. Her dark hair was piled into a messy bun, secured with one of my silver pens, and she was wearing nothing but my black dress shirt, the sleeves rolled up past her elbows.She looked like an absolute vision. And she was currently tearing Massimo Greco’s shadow empire down to its very studs.When Viktor had confessed that he let her into the server room the night Camilla arrived, I had nearly thrown him off the third-fl

I am not a dream

Isabella’s POV“Show me.”For three days, I had been drowning in encrypted files and digital bloodhounds, but the second his hands settled on my waist, the only thing I wanted to hack was his self-control.I looked down at him. His trousers felt warm against my bare skin. I could smell the scent of expensive bourbon and cold steel making my head spin."You want me to show you?" I whispered as I leaned in, brushing my nose against his. "I thought I was supposed to be 'recovering,' Mr. Galante.""To hell with Romeo’s orders." Dante growled, his large hands sliding up under the shirt to grip my ass.I leaned down and crashed my lips against his.He tasted like expensive bourbon and mint. A low, feral groan vibrated deep in Dante’s chest.He gripped my bare thighs where the hem of his dress shirt had ridden up, his rough palms sending violent shivers across my skin as he pulled me flush against his rock-hard chest. I tangled my fingers into the thick, dark hair at the nape of his neck, a

F*ck me harder

Isabella’s POVMy eyes widened as his dick finally popped up. It was huge, thick, and pulsing, the head already weeping with a drop of pre-cum.I wrapped my hand around it, sliding my palm up and down the length. Dante hissed, his eyes fluttering shut as he leaned his head back against the chair."Isabella... stop.” He groaned though his hips were already bucking into my hand."No." I whispered, leaning down to lick the tip of him, tasting the salt and the heat. "I want to feel you. I want to feel how big you are inside me."I didn't give him a choice. I lifted myself up with my hands on his shoulders for balance. I positioned myself, the broad head of his dick pressing against my soaking pussy lips. I let out a long, shaky breath, looking him right in the eyes as I began to lower myself down, inch by inch.I let out a low, guttural moan as he began to stretch me open, filling me. He was so thick it felt like he was reaching all the way to my heart.I sank all the way down until my

Not in a hundred lifetimes

Isabella’s POVLater that evening, my body was atill aching from exactly what my husband had done to me in the study just a few hours ago but my heart was soaring. After that, we decided to spend some time with our children. Now I was sitting on sofa with a soft cashmere blanket draped over my lap, cradling my newborn son. Nico. That’s what I named him. Nico meant victory of the people. He was our victory.A tiny smile spread across my lips as he stared up at me with wide, sleepy dark eyes that were a perfect mirror of his father’s. His tiny mouth was working furiously around the nipple of his bottle."He is staring at me again, Mama.” Elara whispered loudly, sitting perfectly cross-legged completely pressed against my hip. She leaned down, lightly tapping Nico’s button nose with her little index finger. "Why does he look so angry when he eats?""He doesn't look angry, piccola." I laughed softly, shifting the bottle slightly. "He is just very focused. Eating is serious business when

Door is behind you

Dante’s POVI completely shielded Isabella’s flushed, beautiful body behind my own body. Chiara’s eyes were wide with panic and something else I didn't care to analyze. Her hand was practically glued to the brass handle."Is there a fire in your house, Chiara?" I asked. My voice was no longer the soft, breathless whisper I had used with my wife a second ago. Chiara flinched as if I had hit her. "N-no. No fire. I... I didn't know you were...""Because unless the house is currently burning to the ground…" I continued smoothly, ignoring her pathetic stammering, "There is absolutely no excuse for you to barge into my private penthouse without knocking.""I am sorry, Dante. I didn't mean to…""I don't care what you meant to do." I snapped. The memory of her standing in the sunlit lounge just over a week ago, boldly lying to my vulnerable wife flashed behind my eyes. I wanted her entirely out of my sight. "Get out."Chiara’s face crumpled. Her dark eyes instantly welled up with dramatic,

Boundary

Isabella’s POVChiara left the cashmere blanket on the glass coffee table. "I..." Chiara began, taking a hurried step backward toward the double doors. "I should go. I will tell Mama about the lilies. I am sorry to have disturbed you both."She turned, her hand reaching blindly for the brass handle to make her escape.I let out a quiet sigh. Irene’s sharp warnings echoed loudly in my mind, ‘Something feels so wrong about her, Isabella.’I wasn't blind too. I had seen the way she looked at Dante. My sister was treading on incredibly dangerous ground, completely unaware that she was playing with a man who would gladly burn the world down to keep me warm.But she was still my blood. And I preferred a velvet glove over an iron fist."Chiara, wait." I called out softly.Dante let out a warning growl behind me. I reached back without looking, weaving my fingers through his and giving his hand a firm squeeze. Let me handle my family, I communicated silently.Chiara paused in the doorway. S

Younger brother

Dante’s POVAfter two days, it was finally done.On the monitors lining the far wall, a flood of red numbers and deleted files rapidly scrolled past. Bank accounts and the Caymans were completely drained, routed into untraceable accounts. Shipping manifests in Naples were intercepted and destroyed. The loyal capos who had secretly sworn allegiance to Massimo Greco had been paid off, terrified into submission, or permanently removed from the board by Viktor and my men.In less than forty-eight hours, with Isabella’s terrifyingly brilliant mind and my ruthless execution, we had completely ruined the empire that took Massimo twelve years to build. He was entirely stripped of his power, his money, and his protection. He was just a dead man waiting for the reaper.I closed the laptop and took a deep breath."Is it done?"I turned my head. Romeo was still standing by the wet bar in the corner of the room. He was in a simple black sweater and dark jeans, looking more like the kid brother I

Pay the debts

Dante’s POVRomeo let out a bitter laugh. "That is an irrelevant question, Dante." Romeo said, his jaw tightening as he stood up from the leather sofa."Is it?" I challenged, not moving an inch.Romeo didn't answer. He just walked over to the wet bar, set his empty crystal glass down and turned back to look at me. The rare vulnerability I had seen a moment ago was completely locked away. "Best of luck tonight, Dante." Romeo said. "Send him to hell for us."Without waiting for a response, my brother turned and walked toward the doors.Just as he pulled the door open, he stopped short. Isabella was standing on the other side, her hand raised as if she was just about to knock.Romeo offered her a tight, forced smile, muttered a quiet excuse and brushed past her into the hallway, quickly disappearing down the corridor.Isabella stepped into the study, her dark eyes tracking Romeo's back before she gently pushed the door shut behind her. She was wearing one of my oversized sweaters, look

Twelve year tragedy

Isabella’s POVThe door of the study clicked shut, and just like that, Dante was gone.I stared at the closed door. My heart was thrashing loudly against my chest. I had known this moment was coming for the last forty-eight hours. I had helped him pave the road to it with every line of code I broke and every firewall I took apart.But watching him actually walk away into the dark, knowing the kind of violence that was waiting for him at the end of that drive, was a completely different kind of agony. Even though I showed him I was brave, I was a little anxious. A warm hand gave mine a gentle squeeze.I looked down. Elara was staring up at me. She clutched her stuffed bear tightly under her free arm."Papa is going to win, right?" She asked quietly. "He always beats the bad guys."I forced the tight knot of terror down my throat and offered my daughter the bravest, most absolute smile I could muster. I couldn't let her see my fear. Dante had promised her he would return. I would trus

Say hello to your father

Dante’s POVThe drive took exactly thirty-two minutes.Massimo had tried to escape his centuries-old fortress in the Tuscan hills but he was trapped there by my men. It was a place off the grid, practically buried in the rock.Viktor and a dozen of my most lethal men fanned out behind me as soon as I stepped out of my car. Their weapons were drawn and suppressed. "The area is supposed to be clear, Boss.” Viktor murmured, his eyes scanning the dark courtyard. "Mrs. Galante zeroed out their payroll. They should have run.""Loyalty bought with fear doesn't expire the second the checks bounce.” I replied coldly, racking the slide of my pistol. "Leave no one breathing."We breached the wooden courtyard doors, and the chaos instantly erupted.Massimo had kept a crew of his most desperate men. Gunfire shattered the quiet night. The muzzle flashes illuminated the ancient stone walls.I moved through the crossfire with ruthless efficiency. A man stepped out from behind a stone pillar, rais

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