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she added, her tone edged with impatience. Bella's eyes flickered, but her expression remained cold, unyielding, and composed. “We’ll shoot him. Bella said immediately “I will shoot him myself,” Bella responded again, her voice sharp and deliberate, as if she had already rehearsed those words a thousand times. Her face was devoid of any trace of amusement or lightheartedness; she was deadly serious. Her usual smirk, the one Jane had come to expect during their schemes, was nowhere to be found. Instead, there was only the raw determination of someone who had crossed a point of no return.

Alissa's eyes turned back to green as her body quietened. Luca span her around to face him, “Who did he kill?” “Mum and dad!” Alissa wailed, still trying to wrench herself away from Luca. He blinked “How do you know, Alissa?” “His paw! I’d recognise him anywhere!” Luca turned to the man being held, “Is this true? Have you been to this land before?” Mason smirked, “Maybe I have, maybe I haven't, there's nothing you can do about it.”

Maya stared at Marcus. The words hit her like a slap. “Bella is dead,” he said again. “Knife in her chest. The camera caught the whole thing.” Maya felt the air leave her lungs. She took one step back until her back hit the cold cell wall. “The person on the camera…” she whispered. “Looked exactly like me?” Marcus nodded. His face was pale. “Same height. Same dress. Same scar on the cheek. It is a perfect frame job.”

“But you… you're the epicenter of it all. The storm. The fire. The reason we’re still fighting.” I melted into the kiss, fingers gripping his shirt. My rage still simmered beneath the surface, but his mouth against mine… it reminded me that vengeance wasn’t all I lived for. But it sure did taste sweet. Just as we pulled apart, Bella walked in with two masked guards trailing behind her. “Oh,” she said flatly, looking at the body. “Looks like someone got creative.” “You should’ve seen the first draft,” I said with a wink. She rolled her eyes. “Any requests for disposal?”

She moved slowly to see the situation. "You killed Denada?" Matteo asked and I didn't answer. "Thank you, I hate that woman.. but now.. I have to kill you. Come out, Danielle." I heard him saying it in a creepy tone. I saw Bella taking something out from her pocket and putting it to her gun. She stood up but in front of her was a wall. I looked at her confused but once she shot the gun. The bullet went straight into the wall and I heard Matteo screaming in pain. Bella chuckled and turned to me. She then proceed to shot Matteo again and he's dead.

"I will fulfil your last unsaid wish for your daughter. She will die in your arms, Sweet Bella. Say goodbye to your daughter." "No!" Bella screamed and pushed his hand away But Cara pushed Bella back and she fell on the ground with a crying Aria in her hands. "Thank you Cara," Killian said and gave a smile to Bella. "You have to die, Velenoso's daughter. I am ending the rule of Cosa Nostra and establishing my rules in New York with you as my queen Bella." He said and pulled the trigger.

Bella grabbed her coffee and escaped to the backyard, her hands shaking so badly she had to set the mug down. Not yet. As if it was inevitable. As if they were all just waiting for the right moment to cross a line that should never be crossed. She paced the small patio, trying to sort through the tangle in her chest. Guilt. Anger. Confusion. And underneath it all, something she didn't want to name. Want. Her phone buzzed. Unknown Number: Is this Bella Black? She frowned. Yes. Who is this?

The kind of shatter that makes you question if you ever really had a grip on reality in the first place. “No,” I said, almost in a whisper. My head shook on its own like my body couldn’t accept the truth my eyes had already seen. Bianchi let out a sigh, one that carried the weight of a man who’d been waiting for me to wake the hell up. “Bella is our enemy,” he said, steady, firm. “And the dangerous kind too. The type who wears innocence-like perfume and plays dirty while looking clean. She’s already using your kindness against you, Don. That makes her worse than a traitor. She’s smart.”

“Or do you think that you can find the killer without shedding a single blood?” Belle clutched her hands together. She knew wishing for people not to die in her plan would be naive. But to hear such painful pleading from someone she has always care about was difficult for her. She stared at the creature, steeling her heart as she bite the insides of her cheeks, “Where is the person whose face you have robbed from?” Leon moved back his blade-like gaze to the creature and his red eyes glowed so brightly it caused the creature to tremble in fear.

"Zella listens to me... From today on, I will be on your side, no matter what happens. You want to kill Mike, don't you?" "Hmm. Are you sure what you're saying?" Zella asked again to switch off. "I'm sure. Let me do it for you this time," Kenneth didn't care if this would reflect badly on him. The hatred was growing in Zella's heart. Not only does she have evidence of a serial killer, but Zella herself is about to take Mike's life. **** Zaverio, on the other hand, opens the door to the hospital. He has never come to visit before, and this is the first time Zaverio has returned to see Bella after nine years of an accident that left her in a helpless coma.