Semua Bab Her Price, His Obssession (Erotic billionaire/ dark Romance): Bab 41 - Bab 50

“A death certificate?” Bella whispered, eyes wide.“If she’s still alive, then why the hell is there a death certificate with her name on it?” she asked herself.Her fingers shook a little as she snatched the paper fast… before the doctor could turn around and see. She folded it twice and slipped it inside her jacket then walked out like nothing happened, heart pounding loudly in her chest.That woman… Bella didn’t know how she got that perfect face, but she was damn sure it wasn’t real and was plastic or fake. She clenched her jaw. “ I swear I’m going to tear that mask off her fucking face myself.”She stopped in the hallway.“But what does she actually want with Lucian? Money? She could’ve just asked for cash and disappeared. Why marriage? Why go through all this drama? There’s something bigger here.”Suddenly, a sharp twist hit her lower belly like someone squeezed her insides.“Ugh…” She pressed a hand there, frowning.She shook her head, “it could just be constipation. Too much

Lucian dove in, kissing her again, roughly and consuming, moving their heads as he forced their lips against each other. They stumbled back and fell onto the bed, tongues still tangled, breaths uneven.Bella was drowning in helpless lust as he kissed her senseless, stealing every thought from her mind.Then Zara’s loud wail shattered the moment.Bella flinched instinctively, but Lucian didn’t stop. He kissed her as though he hadn’t heard the cry at all.“Stop,” Bella gasped, struggling to speak between his kisses.Lucian only tightened his grip on her waist.Desperate, she bit down hard on his lip.He still didn’t budge.Summoning all her strength, Bella shoved against his chest. This time, he stopped.They stared at each other.Blood dotted his lower lip.Lucian wiped it away slowly with his thumb, smirked, then stepped back from the bed. Without a single word, he turned and walked out of the room.Bella scrambled up immediately and rushed to Zara, lifting her gently and nursing her

The hall fell into a heavy silence as Vanessa continued speaking.“Her name was Vivian,” she said, her voice shaking. “We grew up poor. She had terminal cancer… and I couldn’t afford her treatment. We became strippers just to survive. Every money I made went into keeping her alive. I felt trapped. I couldn’t live my own life. I started resenting her.”She swallowed hard.“That’s when I married Ronald. He wasn’t this poor then… or at least I thought so. He deceived me with fake wealth. I left Vivian to struggle on her own.”Tears streamed down her face.“I visited her once when she was pregnant. I told her to abort the baby… that she couldn’t survive motherhood in her condition. She refused. She wouldn’t even tell me who the father was.”Her voice cracked.“Months later, I went back to the hospital. She was dead. The baby survived… and was taken by the father. I took it as fate and moved on.”She looked around helplessly.“Until that man approached me. He told me Vivian’s child belonge

Maria laughed loudly as Bella made a ridiculous face while walking down the runway.“Okay, okay…that’s enough,” Maria said between chuckles. “You’re amazing… but no funny faces.”She glanced at the time and groaned softly.“Oh no. I have a meeting with Dante. It’s so sudden, I only got the notification an hour ago. They’re supposed to be here by six, and it’s already time.”Bella narrowed her eyes.“Caspien?”“Hm, yes,” Maria nodded. “His models are the best. I signed with them once and my sales skyrocketed.” She paused, then smiled. “You should come with me to the meeting.”Bella shook her head immediately.“N–no. I just want to go home.”“Oh, come on,” Maria said, rolling her eyes. “What if you meet someone new, someone actually worth it? And so what if Lucian got you a car and gave you freedom to be on stage? Haven’t you heard of love-bombing? He's probably manipulating you into falling for him. And when you do, he’ll disappoint you. I don’t know how, but he will. Mark my words.”B

Lucian clenched his fists in anger, his gaze drifting to Bella, who was calmly eating her ice cream, completely unaware of what was unfolding around them.“Let’s head back now. Time’s up,” he said coldly, his tone startling Bella.She nodded, confused, as they got off the dream wheel and headed back to New York.Lucian brought the car to a halt in front of a hotel. The moment they stepped out, to his utter disbelief, the media swarmed them. Cameras flashed endlessly, it was as though they had somehow known exactly where he would be.Bella grew uncomfortable instantly. They were taking pictures of them relentlessly. Was this part of the Valentine surprise? she wondered.“Miss Rosabella, we hear you’re from Brooklyn and that you whore around for a living.”“You intend to use the Rodriguez name too…is that true?”“You’re a prostitute, a vile and manipulative woman, even worse than Vanessa,” one reporter spat, throwing folded papers at her.The color drained from Bella’s face. Panic clawe