Spoil Me, My Mafia Lord

ache filled her chest. She met her own gaze in the mirror, her eyes drawn to the ring on her finger. T

t away in a drawer, a silent promis

le. Tears pricked at her eyes, but she blinked them back.

trying to outrun her own thoughts, but here, in this luxurious haven, she finally allowed herself to breathe. The vast expanse

rs and minimalist furniture. The expansive terrace, surrounded by lush greenery,

e his kindness, she still struggled to accept his generosity. Gazing out a

the sound of her mother's voice. She turned to s

hesitant as she spoke. Her parents settled besid

er eyes sweeping across the ocean and the surrounding

má?" Isabelle asked. Her moth

ed on the ocean. "I don't want to go back to that place, where you experie

ccepting the greed that had poisoned her soul. Those years had been filled with beautiful mo

eant leaving behind those happy memories. Isabelle's mind lingered on those memories, but she knew she couldn't stay t

yes. "He's a good man," he added, referring to Fynn. "Even though

her choices, never questioning her relationship with Sebastian. No

Sebastian was important. You've already received everything he could give you, and you've even given more in return." Isabelle's heart ach

astian was closed. The love she had given him was immeasurable, beyond any materia

her parents were there to guide her, not just in h

mother said. "You've found a man who will

eant. Even if she wouldn't admit it, she was falling for Fynn

n I looked at your Mamá. He reminds me of who I used to be." Isabelle met her father's gaze, his smile warm

gged her parents. Even though she didn't fully understa

want to rush into anything, to m

on, to forgive he

astian's pain. She coul

wed herself to consider the fe

ath. She was ready to op