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My clothes stuck to my body, my entire frame trembling from the cold. Almost there. I encouraged myself as the house gate finally came into view. I’m Isabella Santos. Just a simple girl from the countryside who somehow caught the attention of the almighty Xavier Gustavo…the heir to Gustavo Group Limited, the wealthiest and most powerful family in California. Or should I say... unlucky? Sigh. Xavier met me at the coffee shop where I worked and confessed his love. It felt like a dream come true. I had always crushed on him, and now, I'm engaged to him.

Who was so special that she could not remove even a cupcake from the basket. “Please, mother,” Isabella pleaded. She was going to present the cakes to the Reyes after the mass. She did not want to give them any reason to reject her gift. What Luciano and his mother did for her was priceless. She wished she could repay them well. “Fine,” Mrs Jimenez took from the ones beside Isabella. “I will get Juan ready. You should hurry up. We will go and see Manuela after the mass.” Isabella nodded. She called and texted Manuela. It was obvious that she was taking a rest after what happened.

“Stop testing me, Handsome Boy. You'll see when I officially become your stepmother. I guarantee you will like me more than your biological mother." While Kara gaped behind Isabela's back, Frank laughed dryly. "You're so confident." “Hubby, have you forgotten who your future wife is? I'm Isabela Hall, the dream girl of every man on earth. They call me perfect. I'm beautiful, rich, and talented. There's nothing I can't do.” Kara silently looked down with her mouth twitching. The more she got to know the model, the more she understood why Frank chose herself.

That day, my mother took me to meet Lady Isabella. It was also the first time I saw Enzo. Lady Isabella was very pleased with me and gave me many expensive gifts. After the pleasantries were over, she said to Enzo, "Enzo, the camellias in the garden are in full bloom. Selena likes them. Why don't you take her out for a walk?" I softly agreed and followed Enzo outside. Contrary to the rumors, Enzo was neither a hideous beast nor a ruthless demon.

And didn't tell me? "She didn't want your pity. Didn't want you to stay with her out of obligation. She loved you too much for that." Marta wiped her eyes. "So she gave you Leo instead. A piece of herself that would live on. That you'd love and protect forever." "Why are you telling me this now?" "Because you have Elena now. Another daughter. Another chance. And I wanted you to understand. Isabela didn't die because of some random complication. She died giving you the greatest gift she could. Her son. Her love. Her legacy."

I managed a small nod, throat tight. Valentina’s lips tilted higher. “And you must be Isabelle.” Her eyes raked over me slowly. “The new face of Banderas Étoile. Practically a celebrity in Madrid these days. Pleasure to finally meet you.” She extended a manicured hand. I shook it..her grip firm, almost challenging. “Nice to meet you too.” Uncle Carlos cleared his throat, slicing through the thickening air. “The food’s getting cold. Come, Valentina and join us.”

Isabella "Dear friends and family, we are gathered here today to witness and celebrate the union of our very own Isabella Vega and Max Blackwell," Father Raffaele begins as soon as the choir finishes off the song. Words can't describe how I felt when I first heard it playing behind the closed doors. Max has really outdone himself this time.

Celina tilted her head slightly, never breaking eye contact. “It’s not my fault, dear, if he…” she slid her hand slowly down her own body in a calculatedly sensual way “…became enchanted with this body, with my eyes… and with my little friend. He’s completely addicted. He doesn’t go a single day without satisfying himself with her. And you were just another woman in César’s bed.” “You’re a pathetic, low-class nobody. You think you’re irresistible. But the truth is, you must’ve cast some spell to keep them!” Isabela snapped, her voice rising.

Were they each other's mates somehow? "Yes. I never met her. The moment I was born, the Moon Goddess already bestowed me to my father named Isandro Ashdown. My real name is Isabella Ashdown, not Isabel le Conte. My father and I escaped from our former pack, Rising Dawn, to find out who I am. Father told me the truth before he was killed and hunted by our former pack. And that he told me that I must never tell who I really am or else I will put myself in danger," Lady Isabel explained. Then she turned to me. "I can assure you that I am Her offspring, Your Majesty. My mother grants me the ability to heal. That is why my potions and my antidotes have high potency and efficacy."

He walked pass Yntreia, watching one of the mermen, a handkerchief in his hand, doing a magic trick. “Come and join me Ellaine. They’re amazing!” Her eyes were trained on the magician and the smile on her face was a bit wistful. She must really be hypnotized. “Yo ho ho! Drop the anchor and tie up the mizzens!” The captain ascended the stairs. At his command, sound of scrambling feet against wood, cheers and grunts of men, and banging of equipments reverberated. Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!”