บททั้งหมดของ Imprisoned by the Don I Called Mine: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Lorenzo’s POVThe wipers swiped frantically, but they couldn't clear the blur in front of my eyes.I floored it. Red lights, wrong-way traffic, blaring horns—I ignored them all.Isabella had to be at the apartment.She was sentimental. She must be there, waiting for my explanation.The elevator numbers ticked up like a countdown, each one jarring my nerves.Ding—The second the doors opened, I practically fell out, stumbling into the apartment."Bella! Bella!"I called her name. My voice echoed in the empty living room.No one.A dead silence.I rushed into the bedroom and froze.The floor was covered in a layer of ash. The smell of something burnt hung in the air.It was all our photos.Wedding photos, honeymoon photos, everyday moments... every piece of our past, she had burned to ash.Only one picture frame was left, face down on the table.With a trembling hand, I flipped it over. It was a solo picture of me. The glass was shattered, a crack running right across my face.This was i

Isabella’s POVPine Island, Maine.The winters here are long and brutal. Snow often buries the roads, and even the sound of the waves crashing on the shore carries a biting chill.But for me, the cold here feels safe. Warmer than the hearts of men, at least.I stood at the second-floor window, a warm cup of coffee in my hands, my fingers tracing its heat.Outside was a sea of white, with only a few stubborn pine trees standing tall against the wind and snow."Bella, Leo has calmed down."Sofia came in, holding a loaf of freshly baked bread.She no longer had that constant tension she carried in prison, but her eyes were still sharp. She wore a heavy wool sweater, one Mama R had knitted by hand."That hacker kid is a coward," Sofia said, her mouth full of bread. "But he'll cooperate as long as we mention your name. Looks like the truth of that night three years ago has been eating him alive."I turned and looked at the other women in the room.This wasn't some heavily armed fortress. It

Lorenzo's POV"Boss, we found something."Marco pushed open the door of the safe house, his voice trembling with a nervous energy. He clutched a file in his hand.I sat up from the couch, the blood-stained phone still in my grasp. For days, I’d been hiding in this abandoned safe house like a ghost. Rumors about me were flying, but I didn't care.I was waiting for news."A bounty hunter on the dark web replied," Marco said, handing me a blurry photo. "Someone saw Mrs. Isabella in a remote town in Maine."The photo only showed a profile.The background was a blizzard.The woman was wearing a heavy winter jacket, standing in the snow, holding a shopping bag. But the straightness of her back, the coldness in her eyes—it was completely different from the soft woman I knew.But even with the change, I knew it was her.It was my Bella.She wasn't dead.My heart started beating again. The joy was so overwhelming it almost knocked me out. I couldn't even feel the sharp pain in my lungs."Get th

Isabella’s POVThe blizzard in Maine was trying to swallow the world.The heat in the safe house was on full blast, but the air was still freezing."Bella, there's someone outside."Sofia stood by the window, her Glock already loaded. "A black SUV. It's been parked at the turnoff for half an hour."I put down my book. My heart skipped a beat."How many?""Just one." Sofia narrowed her eyes. "From the look of him... it's Lorenzo."My fingertips trembled. The page I was holding crumpled.He actually came.The man who pushed me into the abyss and destroyed everything I had."I'll take care of him," Petra said, standing up, a murderous look in her eyes."No."I stood up and walked to the coat rack, putting on my heavy black coat."I'll go myself.""Bella!" Sofia blocked my path. "He's dangerous. He's a rabid dog right now.""I'm the one with nothing left to lose," I said, my voice low and steady. "He can only kill me. I've already been through worse."I pushed open the door and walked into

Isabella’s POV"Lorenzo's on his way back to New York."Quinn watched the monitor, her voice tense. "His car just hit the interstate, heading straight for Manhattan. And... Vitale hitmen are on the road, waiting to intercept him."I paused in my cleaning of the gun."Going back to die?"The Vitale family wanted to eat him alive. The Commission's summons was his death warrant.Going back now was walking into the lion's den."There's something else," Petra said, displaying an encrypted file on the wall. "The Commission has also issued a summons for you. The Vitales are naming you as an accomplice. If you don't show, they'll issue a nationwide warrant for your arrest.""Heh."I let out a cold laugh and slapped the gun down on the table."These old men just don't give up, do they?"They thought I was a soft target they could push around.They thought if they pinned the blame on me, they could paint Lorenzo as a fool manipulated by his ex-wife, saving the Vitale family's face and carving up