Todos los capítulos de Saved by Sin: Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

(**Ivan Dominic’s Point of View**)The moment we arrived at the hospital, my attention sharpened instantly, my gaze moving with instinctive precision as I scanned the entrance, the people, and every movement within my line of sight, searching without pause until I finally found her.Bella… She was there.Walking slowly beside her assistant, the same woman who had always been at her side, steady and attentive, and for a brief moment, something inside my chest loosened in a way I had not expected, the tension that had been building since I heard the news easing just enough for me to take a proper breath.She was standing.She was conscious.She was alive.I exhaled quietly, only then realizing how tightly I had been holding onto the possibility that something far worse had happened, something I had not allowed myself to fully think about until now.Beside me, Gregori noticed her at the same time, tilting his head slightly in her direction as a silent confirmation before we both began wa

The moment I turned off the television, my hands were already moving, reaching for my phone without hesitation as the weight of what I had just seen settled heavily in my chest.I called Bethany.She answered quickly, almost as if she had been expecting it.“You saw it, didn’t you?” she asked, her voice quieter than usual, carrying a seriousness that confirmed everything I was already beginning to suspect.“Yes,” I replied, my tone steady despite the tension tightening in my chest. “I saw the news. Do you know where they are going to bury him?”There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before she answered, giving me the location along with the time of the funeral, her voice careful, as though she understood that this was not just about paying respects.“I’ll come pick you up,” she added.“That’s not necessary,” I said quickly, already moving toward my closet. “I’ll take a taxi. I’ll meet you there.”I did not give her the chance to argue before ending the call.There was no

“You know, earlier I reviewed the footage of your so-called robbery in San Francisco with Gregori, and we found something… unexpected.”His voice was calm, steady, yet there was an underlying sharpness to it that immediately drew my attention, making me turn to look at him without interrupting, sensing that whatever he was about to say carried more weight than it initially seemed.He met my gaze briefly, as if confirming that I was listening, before continuing.“There were no active CCTV cameras that captured the incident,” he said, his tone remaining controlled, though his eyes sharpened slightly as he spoke. “The police found nothing. No footage, no witnesses, no clear evidence of anything happening there, which is why they ended up closing the case without pursuing it further.”For a moment, I simply stared at him.My mind struggled to process what he had just said, the meaning of his words settling slowly, heavily, as confusion began to rise inside me.“No footage…?” I repeated qu

I did not realize how far we had traveled until the city changed.Los Angeles slowly faded behind us, the familiar structure of crowded streets and bright buildings giving way to quieter districts, places that felt more controlled, more hidden, as though they existed outside of the world most people knew. By the time the car finally came to a stop, the surroundings felt distant enough to make me aware that wherever I was, it was not somewhere I would have found on my own.The building in front of me looked like a hospital, but not the kind I was used to.It was too quiet and too empty.Way too… private.Gregori stepped out first, and Dominic followed, helping me carefully from the car before guiding me toward the entrance. I noticed the sign only when we were close enough to read it.VIP… A small word but one that carried more meaning than I was comfortable with.I had heard about places like this before, whispered about in conversations that were never meant to be public, spaces rese

“In the meantime, you need to take antibiotics along with these medications. We need to gradually flush the remaining substances out of your system,” George explained patiently, his tone calm but firm as he handed over the prescription. “That is also why your memory is beginning to return. However, do not force it. Let it come back naturally, little by little. Pushing too hard may worsen the headaches or cause further disorientation.”I nodded slowly, though my thoughts were still far too tangled to fully absorb everything he had said.“Your body has endured long-term exposure,” he added, his expression softening slightly. “Recovery will take time, but it is possible.”After giving a final reassuring nod, he excused himself and left the room, the quiet click of the door closing behind him echoing softly in the space that suddenly felt too large.Too empty and too heavy.For a while, no one spoke.Gregori stood near the window, his posture relaxed but his gaze distant, as if his mind w