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Isabella's pov…..“Step away from my wife” Rafael said I scoffed and watched him and Sebastian have a glaring contest. Before Sebastian turns to me “How about you find out how you really ended up in his bed” he said and stomped out “Isabella” “I don't want to hear it Rafael”I was about to turn to leave when he grabbed my arm and pressed his lips to mine and my eyes widened. He held me tightly and kissed me so hard I felt my legs wobble. Then he finally pulled away “I didn't tell you because she promised to leave without messing up the situation, she and Sebastian are teamed up to do whatever the fuck they think they're doing” He said and walked out leaving me standing there ____ The ride back was very quiet, Rafael opened the car door for me and went straight to his room. My phone pingedARE YOU FREE? It was Valentina I smiled Yes CAN YOU COME TO OUR COFFE SPOT I smiled and went back inside to change , and soon I was driving to the coffee spot downtown

Rafael’s POV…….The taste of Isabella on my tongue was something I wouldn't forget for the rest of my life. I wasn't supposed to do that, it wasn't part of the plan, we had just fourteen months together, two months were already gone. But when she came into my office like that, I couldn't resist her.I should have stopped it.That was the thought pounding through my head as the door slammed behind Isabella.The echo of it lingered in my office I had acted like a coward, and acted coldly after she just came all over my face and now she stormed out of my office boiling with rage.I stood there for a long moment, staring at nothing, my hands braced on the edge of my desk like the floor might tilt if I let go.Control.That was my thing.And I had lost it.Again, always with Isabella.I dragged a hand down my face, exhaling slowly. My pulse was still racing, anger and something far more dangerous tangled together in my chest. I hated that she could do that to me. Hated that she could

Isabella’s POV……I left my parent's house angry and I didn't want to go back home, so I went to Aurora's place. Aurora was the groups 's safe place she was always there for everyone, whenever we needed her help.It smelled like citrus candles and fresh coffee, the windows were wide open despite the afternoon heat. Music played softly in the background — something slow and moody — but even that couldn’t calm the storm rolling in my chest as I stepped inside.Vivienne was already there, she said she'll meet us there.She was perched on the arm of the couch, her long legs crossed, dressed like she’d walked straight out of a fashion show. Bold red lipstick. Sharp eyeliner. Confidence dripping off her like armor. She looked up the moment she saw me, her eyes narrowing.“Okay,” she said slowly. “Your face says we have someone to kill.”Aurora rose from the kitchen island, concern written all over her face. “Bella? What happened?”I dropped my bag by the door and sank onto the couch, sudd

Isabella’s POV……I definitely didn't plan to go to Miami, but hopefully it would be worth it.I packed my suitcase and it all felt surreal My suitcase lay open on the bed, half-filled with dresses I wasn’t sure I wanted to wear and shoes I didn’t feel like walking in.But I had to act and look like the perfect wife and the perfect heir of the Monroe family. Every outfit felt I packed felt like a costume it spoke of a perfect wife, perfect couple and a woman in control.None of them felt like me.I stared at the mess for a long moment before flopping down beside it with a groan.“Why is this even happening?” I muttered to myself.A soft knock sounded on the door before Aurora pushed it open without waiting for an answer.She leaned against the doorframe,her arms crossed, eyes flicking over the chaos on the bed . “You pack like you don't want to”“I live in exhaustion,” I replied. “There’s a difference.”She smirked and walked in, picking up a silk dress from the bed. “This one’s hot.

Isabella’s POV……No…… No please…….Nooooo!!!!!I woke up to screams and looked around, Rafael was twitching and moaning with pain, he was having a nightmare. His jaw was clenched so tight and tears streaked down his face.This was the first time I was seeing Rafael like this.So human and helpless.“No,” he whispered hoarsely. “Mum” he said weakly My chest tightened.He shifted suddenly, his breath hitching, a low sound tearing from his throat—raw and unguarded. His hand fisted in the sheets like he was holding on to something slipping away.I needed to stop him before he hurt himself.I didn’t think. I just moved.“Rafael,” I whispered, placing my hand on his arm.He flinched and moved away.His eyes flew open, wild and unfocused,his pupils were blown wide as if he were still somewhere else entirely. For a second I thought he didn’t recognize me.Then he sucked in a sharp breath.“It’s okay,” I said softly, scooting closer to him and laying his head on my chest, as I soothed