Isabella POV“Whatever,” I muttered, my voice thin and exhausted. “Life is not some fairy tale.”“A woman like you does not need a fairy tale,” he replied, his tone soft but firm. “You told me your family wants you to marry someone powerful.” He lifted both arms slightly, flexing without shame, as if presenting himself like evidence. “Well, I am powerful and I cannot be touched. I have money, influence, everything. I would take care of you better than your own father ever did.”“No” My throat tightened as fresh tears burned behind my eyes. “I could never love a man who has hurt my family so deeply.”“I never did anything, Isabella,” he said, his voice sharpening. “Do not make me answer for my father’s sins.”“You wanted to wipe out my entire family,” I shot back, my chest rising and falling quickly. “So yes, I have to hold you responsible. What if things had gone differently? You might be slaughtering them right now.”“Bu
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