All Chapters of He Chose His Adopted Sister, I Married His Enemy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Isabella's POV:Luca pressed his gun into my hand and held the cold muzzle against his own heart."Take it, Isabella."I swear on my life, Sofia's baby has nothing to do with me."But as her adoptive brother, I have to shoulder this for her."My fingers trembled. The chill of the metal seemed to seep under my nails."Luca, are you insane? I'm three months pregnant too, and you're going to divorce me to cover for Sofia?"Luca looked me straight in the eye. "Sweetheart, this is the best solution I can think of."If my parents find out she's carrying the child of a rival family's heir, she'll be dealt with as a traitor."I angrily pulled away from him. "And me? How are you going to explain our marriage to everyone?"Luca took me by the shoulders and rested his forehead against mine. The gun he'd used to prove his loyalty was now pressed against my neck, right over my pulse."That's why we have to divorce. Just temporarily," Luca said. "I'll handle everything. No one would go after my ex-w

Isabella's POV:I didn't sleep at all. I sat beside my suitcase the whole night, waiting for daylight.Luca came in at dawn, dark circles under his eyes. "Thank God it's only a superficial wound. She couldn't have any anesthetic, so she cried herself hoarse while they stitched her up."Isabella, I've already explained everything. Why can't you understand? Why do you have to keep picking on Sofia? She was crying at the hospital last night, apologizing to you!"I heard the blame in his voice and answered quietly. "I told you, it wasn't me. She staged the whole thing herself."But Luca cut me off, impatient. "Enough. I saw it with my own eyes, and you're still lying!"I don't want to argue with you, Isabella. Just promise me you'll let this go. For my sake, please. Put up with it a little longer, and I swear I'll clear your name when this is over."I looked up at the man who had once looked at me with so much love. Now, all I saw in his eyes was impatience and exhaustion.Sofia's words fr

Isabella's POV:I forced my eyes open and waited for the blur to come into focus.The memory of that horrible shootout felt like a nightmare, but the stabbing pain in my shoulder reminded me of one thing.It wasn't a dream. It was over."Isa! My baby, you're finally awake!"My mother's voice was thick with tears. Her hug made my wound hurt even worse.But I held on to the pain, because it meant I was still alive.I was in a hospital room, my parents at my bedside.My brother, Tomas Romano, was there too, standing by the window, his eyes red.When he saw I was awake, he immediately pressed the call button for the doctor."It's okay now, Isa."My mother stroked my hair, her tears falling on the back of my hand. "We got you back. Damn that Luca. How dare he do this to you!"My father was grinding his teeth, his face twisted with rage."I'll make the Moretti family pay for this, every one of those old bastards and their little brats!"I remembered the icy water, the suffocating dark, and t

Isabella's POV:Three weeks later, I was discharged from the hospital.The meeting with the Costa family was set for an exclusive private retreat.With my arm through my father's, I walked into the spacious drawing room.There was a faint scent of cigar smoke in the air, mixed with something cool and woody."Isabella."A man's voice.It was low and compelling, rough as if he were recovering from a serious illness, yet full of authority.I looked up.In that instant, my breath caught.The man standing at the floor-to-ceiling window was slowly turning around.It was Ricardo Costa.The man in the photo Luca had thrown at me as proof of my supposed betrayal. The man who was supposed to be dead.Today he wore an impeccably tailored black suit, no tie.His shirt collar was open, showing a deep old scar across his collarbone.He was tall and broad-shouldered, his face still a little pale. There was something dangerous about him, like a drawn blade, and I couldn't look away."You really don't

Isabella's POV:I stared at my reflection in my wedding dress, dazed, as if I'd stepped into someone else's life.Ricardo leaned against the doorframe, his black tux showing off his broad shoulders."You know," he said softly, "I've waited a long time for this day."He came over and wrapped his arms around me from behind, resting his chin in the curve of my shoulder."When you were sixteen, you wore a red dress. You were like a spark that set my dull, lifeless world on fire. I knew right then I was a goner."But I was the Costa family's dirty little secret. An illegitimate son who wasn't even allowed near you."I turned around to look at him."Then you set your heart on marrying Luca."He lowered his eyes and pressed a long kiss to my neck. "And my family needed a spy inside the Moretti family. It was a suicide mission, but all I wanted was to be near you."My chest tightened."I figured if I died there, that would be fine too."He looked up, his eyes fixed on my face.My throat ached.