All Chapters of Saved by Sin: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The drive to Las Vegas felt different from anything before, there was no urgency, no panic but only a purposeful direction.When we arrived, the contrast hit immediately; lights, noise and life.The city was alive in a way that felt almost surreal compared to everything we had just gone through, the glow of neon reflecting across polished streets, the sound of laughter and music blending into a constant hum of activity that never seemed to rest.And right at the center of it—Power.“This is one of ours,” Gregori said as the car slowed.I looked up and froze.The building in front of me was massive.A luxury casino, towering and elegant, its glass exterior reflecting the city lights like a statement of wealth and control.“Yours?” I asked.“Ours,” he corrected.My gaze shifted slowly between him and Dominic.Dominic said nothing.Well… He did not need to and that alone already told me enough.“I’ll leave you with Sasha, we will meet you inside” Gregori said and I know Dominic hated the

As the night gradually unfolded, the energy within the penthouse softened into something quieter and more intimate, as though the earlier intensity had slowly dissolved into a rare calm that felt almost fragile, something fleeting that none of us acknowledged but all of us seemed to feel.Simon was the first to excuse himself, stretching lazily as he finished his drink, his demeanor relaxed as though the events of the day had been nothing more than routine, his casual remark directed toward Gregori and Dominic carrying an ease that contrasted sharply with everything we had faced. Not long after, Petrov followed, his movements composed and deliberate, offering me a brief nod as he passed, a gesture that held a quiet acknowledgment that words would have only complicated. Sergey lingered for only a moment longer, exchanging a few final comments with Gregori before eventually retreating toward his room, his presence fading into the distance along with the others.As each of them left, I f

Have you ever reached a moment in your life when everything you believed to be true suddenly begins to crumble beneath your feet?A moment when every memory, every relationship, every version of yourself that you once accepted without question starts to feel artificial, carefully arranged by someone else for reasons that had nothing to do with your happiness.As though your life had never truly belonged to you, like you had only been cast into a role, handed lines to repeat, gestures to perform, smiles to wear, while others stood behind the curtain deciding what your future should look like.Like you had never been seen as a person at all but only as something useful, decorative and easy to control.Those thoughts followed me in silence as I walked back toward the hotel suite Dominic and Gregori had arranged for me, the soft sound of my heels against the polished floor echoing faintly through the corridor.I had spent years living inside a world built for appearances, but never had th

“We found Lewis Junior.”The words stopped me completely.For a moment, everything else faded—the music, the lights, the noise of the casino, even the movement around us—as my mind caught only those four words and held onto them.I turned sharply toward Dominic, searching his expression for any sign that he might be teasing me, testing me, or speaking too soon.My eyes widened. “Really?” I asked, unable to hide the shock in my voice. “You found Leonard Lewis?”Dominic gave a single nod, calm and measured as always, as though he had just informed me of something ordinary instead of delivering the first real breakthrough we had needed in days.“Yes.”That one word carried more weight than most speeches and my chest tightened with sudden hope.Leonard Lewis… The son of the former legal adviser who had once worked closely with my father before my uncle slowly tightened his grip over the company. If anyone still knew the truth behind old transfers, forged signatures, hidden trusts, and the

“What? Try to kill you?”The word did not belong to one person. It echoed through the room, carried by dozens of voices at once, as though the entire audience had forgotten how to breathe at the same time.For a single, suspended moment, everything froze; every camera remained lifted, every light remained fixed and every eye remained locked on me but I sat there—calm, composed, and completely certain of what I had just done.For the first time in my life, I spoke without permission.For the first time, I had told the truth in public.“Bella… why all of a sudden?” Grisella, the host, asked, her voice faltering slightly despite her effort to maintain composure, the practiced elegance in her tone slipping just enough to reveal her unease.I turned to her and smiled gently, as though nothing about this moment was unusual.“Because it was the truth that someone tried to kill me,” I said simply. “And silence me. That is why I have been hiding these past weeks.”The reaction was immediate; s