Todos los capítulos de FORCED TO MARRY MY SISTER'S BILLIONAIRE FIANCE : Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

My blood ran cold at the voice I heard on the other end."Hello, Gabrielle. It's Venessa." The world tilted, as I gripped the edge of the couch, my knuckles turning white, the phone pressed so hard against my ear it hurt."Vanessa?"She laughed softly…"How did you get this number?""That doesn't matter right now.""It matters to me." My voice came out sharper than I expected. "How did you get my number, Vanessa?"She was quiet for a beat. I could hear traffic in the background and the distant honk of a car horn."I took it from Damiano's phone."The words landed like stones in my chest."You went through his phone?""I did what I had to do." There was no apology in her voice."Gabrielle, I think you and I need to meet. There are things you need to know.""I don't want to see you.""You should.""I said I don't…""About Damiano." She cut me off, her voice dropping lower. "Things he's never told you, and I think you deserve to know."My mouth went dry.I wanted to hang up. Every insti

I watched his face change; the color drained from his cheeks.His thumb hovered over the screen, not scrolling. Just frozen there like someone had pressed pause on him"Damiano, what is it?"He didn't answer. His eyes kept moving over the messages, reading them again and again like he couldn't believe what he was seeing.I moved closer, trying to look at the screen with him. "You're scaring me."Finally, he spoke. But his voice came out rough. "This number.""What about it?"He looked up at me, and something in his eyes made my stomach drop. "I know this number."My mouth went dry. "What do you mean you know it?"He turned away from me, already pulling out his phone. His fingers moved fast, tapping and scrolling."Damiano…""Give me a second.”He pressed his phone to his ear. Someone answered on the other end. "Marco. I need you to trace a number for me."I watched him pace across the room, his free hand clenched at his side."I don't care how long it takes. Do it now." He paused, lis

For a moment, she didn't speak; only surprise and disbelief crossed her face."You think you've won?" she asked, her voice quieter but sharper.I held her gaze. "No. I think I've stopped playing."She took a step toward me. "You think this is a game?""No," I said again, my voice steady. "You made it one, but I'm done."Elena's hands clenched at her sides. "You come into my room, into my house…""This was my house too," I cut her off. "For twenty-three years, you made sure I knew I didn't belong."She flinched. "You spent years making me feel unwanted," I said. "It worked once; it doesn't anymore."Elena's face twisted. "You think you're so different now?" she spat. "You think because you started a company and married a man who used to love me that you've become someone?""I think I've become myself," I said. "And that terrifies you."She laughed, but the sound was hollow. "Why would I be terrified of you?""Because you've always needed me to be less than you."Elena's chest rose and

For a second, I stood still, caught between wanting him and fearing what it meant. But then something shifted inside me. I was tired of letting my doubts and fears keep us apart.I moved closer and gently cupped his face, my fingers brushing along his jaw as I pulled him into a kiss.For a moment, everything else seemed to disappear.His hands settled on my waist as he pulled me closer, and I let him. I stopped holding back and allowed myself to enjoy the moment. His lips were warm against mine, and the kiss was gentle at first, as if we were both afraid of ruining something precious between us.But when he held me closer, I melted into his arms.It felt like coming home, yet it also felt like standing on the edge of a cliff, knowing that one wrong step could send me falling.I remembered our wedding night and how nervous I had been when he first kissed me. Back then, I had believed I was nothing more than a pawn in a game I didn't understand.I had been scared and frustrated, convinc

My phone vibrated again, breaking the silence between us.Damiano's fingers loosened around mine as I turned toward the table. For a moment, I considered ignoring it. I wanted to hold on to the little peace we had found, even if it lasted only a few more minutes.Then I saw Elena's name flash on the screen.My stomach tightened.I picked up the phone, but before I could open her message, another notification appeared.This time, it was a photograph.I stared at the screen, my thumb hovering over it. Why was Elena sending me another photograph?I took a deep breath and opened it.The picture showed Damiano standing outside a restaurant with Elena. He wore a black suit, and his hair looked slightly longer than it did now. Elena stood close to him, one hand resting on his arm as she smiled at the camera.My eyes moved to the date beneath the photograph.July 14, 2026.My stomach twisted, and my fingers grew cold around the phone.Had he been seeing Elena during that time?I studied the p