LOGIN"Notorious Bachelor Lucas Hart, 29, proposes to his first love and childhood sweetheart, Natalia Rossi!" My heart broke as I saw the picture of Lucas proposing to Natalia on one knee, the same ring I found in his jacket pocket, in the photo being slid onto her finger. The camera zoomed in on Natalia’s face and a gasp escaped my lips. It was like staring at myself, but a thinner, sicklier version of me. I picked up my phone and dialed a number I hadn’t called in three years. "Bianca," My father’s voice answered, "To what do I owe this sudden call?" "Dad," I said, "I accept. I will come back home for the arranged marriage and take back my inheritance." *** Bianca Salvatore, heiress of the Salvatore empire ran away from home, trying to escape the marriage arranged by her father. She met Lucas who she dated for three years, until his first love returned. He never knew about her true identity, and always shamed her for being poor. He heartlessly announced that he would get married to his first love, then make Bianca his side piece. Bianca didn’t want that life for herself, so she agreed to her father’s arranged marriage and took her inheritance. From being known as a poor pauper, to a famous billionaire heiress. Now her ex is on his knees, begging for a second chance. Will Bianca risk her heart again for the man who shattered it, or will she choose the powerful husband who sees her true worth?
View MoreB I A N C AAdrian walked in, a beer in one hand, a predatory glint in his eyes. Laura followed behind him, a smirk on her face."Enjoying the quiet?" Adrian asked, walking towards me. "Don't get too used to it. Tomorrow is going to be a big day."He crouched down in front of me, his eyes scanning my face. "I should really kiss you." He slurred, the smell of alcohol on his breath. "Just to let you know what you'll be missing. But the thought of your lips touching my own makes my dick so hard.""Get away from me," I snarled, my heart pounding in my chest.He laughed. "Still got some fight left in you, huh? My sweet Bianca, what am I going to do with you?"He stood up, turning to Laura. "We need to make sure the plan is foolproof. I want you to go to the factory right now. Set up the explosives. Make sure they're connected to the detonator. I want to be able to take out the entire building with the press of a button.""And what are you going to be doing?" Laura asked, a suspicious look
B I A N C A It’s been three days of being locked in this boathouse with Adrian and Laura. Three days of fear, of hunger, of uncertainty. Adrian had tried to force himself on me a few more times, but I always managed to fight him off, to delay him with my words, with my defiance. But I knew I couldn't hold out forever. Then, on the fourth day, something changed. The tension in the boathouse was thick enough to cut with a knife. Adrian had been pacing back and forth for the last hour, a restless energy radiating from him."He's stalling," he snarled, running a hand through his hair. "He's been stalling for days. What the hell is he playing at?""He's just trying to find a way to save himself," Laura said, her voice laced with a bored impatience."No," Adrian said, shaking his head. "It's more than that. I can feel it. He's up to something."His phone buzzed, a message from an unknown number. He snatched it up, a grim expression on his face. He stared at the screen for a long moment,
B I A N C AEvery muscle in my body screamed. The rough ropes bit into my wrists, which were tied together in my lap. The new location was worse than the last. A damp disused boathouse. The air was thick with the smell of rotting wood and stagnant water.Laura sat on a crate opposite me, cleaning her fingernails with the tip of her knife. Adrian in a corner, preparing something that made my stomach growl.I hadn’t eaten in two days, and I feared for my baby. What if something happens to the baby because of their neglect? The thought sent a wave of terror through me.The thought alone made my stomach lurch. I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to think of anything but the gnawing hunger. I thought of Damian. His smile. His arms around me. Our baby. It was the only thing keeping me sane."He replied," Adrian said, holding up his phone.Laura looked up from her knife, a predatory glint in her eyes. "And?""He wants proof of life. A face to face meeting," Adrian said, a smirk playing on his l
D A M I A NMy head has been in a frenzy since I last saw Bianca. After I was knocked out in that car, I woke up to the sight of my family looking down at me at the hospital. I immediately asked about Bianca, and they told me she was gone.My blood ran cold. I knew exactly who was behind this. Volkov. And Laura.My men had been searching for her for hours, but they came up with nothing. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.And then, the video came. Watching her, seeing the fear in her eyes, hearing her beg me to save her... it broke me. But it also fueled my rage. I was going to kill him. Slowly."What have they done to her? Who would be so wicked to want to harm her?" Bianca’s mother cried, her face pale with worry.Her father and the rest of my family came together at the house to find a solution to Bianca’s disappearance. Her father tried to keep it all together, but you could see the pain etched on his face.My uncle and sisters were equally worried. Everyone was on edge a
L U C A SI slammed the car door shut, not bothering to open Natalia’s side for her. The engine roared to life, and I peeled away from the curb, the tires screeching in protest."Lucas, slow down! You're going to get us killed," Natalia shrieked, clutching the door handle."Good," I snarled, my eyes
L U C A S"Fuck!" I threw the glass of whiskey against the wall, the liquid splashing across a painting my mother had gifted me. But, I couldn't care less about it.The glass shattered, the sound as violent as the anger coursing through my veins.I looked at the articles flying around, my entire li
B I A N C AI was so confused. A part of me wanted to slap him, to rage against the chains he was forging around me. But another weaker part of me wanted to melt into him, to let him take control, to let him fight my battles. It was a terrifyingly seductive thought.He must have seen the war waging
D A M I A NI watched her go, a feeling of helplessness washing over me. I had pushed her too hard. I had laid my cards on the table, and she had run.I couldn't blame her. I had started this with a manipulation. I had forced her into this marriage, into this life. I had no right to expect her to tr


















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