Vendetta Of The Heart
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the ache in my wrists, bound tightly in front of me with thick rope, rough enough to scrape against my skin. My head pounded
, breathing through my nose slowly. No weakness. No fear.
thick iron bars covered it, mocking any hope of escape. The furniture was minimal-only a bed, a w
I hea
like he owned it, and maybe he did. He filled the space with his presence alone, dressed in all black, his expression as unr
nk despite the rage burning inside me. "Un
, a faint smirk curvin
he rope. "Do you always kidna
lla. You see, I don't usually waste my time on spoi
my father will let this slide
a slow step forward, his tall frame casting a shado
but I forced myself to hold his g
ches from mine. "I don't need to break yo
ch. "The trut
flickered in his gaze. "Your brother," he said coldly. "Yo
os killed his brother. He wanted revenge. That meant he had a pl
id calmly. "Let me go, and I
no warmth in it. "I think we
going to tell me everything, Isabella. And if you don't..." He trailed off, his gaze
ut I lifted my chin defiantly
d into something da
just long enough to glance back at me. "Ge
ving me alone in the cold, suffocating silence. I exhaled shakily, my min
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g and falling as she stared at the ceiling, probably planning a dozen ways to e
d her at the gala. She was calculating, too smart for her own good, but that didn't m
oke from behind me. "Romano's alr
idn't take my eye
ne calling the
d the girl? She's tou
That's what
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abe
om. I tested the ropes on my wrists again, biting back a hiss of frustration
r pawn in Matteo's twisted game. My father would come for me, but I couldn't
s, but beyond them, I could see the vast estate sprawled out below-a high perimeter fence, gua
ouldn't
the door, and a momen
t down on the table and leaned against the wall, wat
at
late. "You expect
"You'll need
n another attempt
t? More
lking closer until I could feel the heat radiating from
h he unnerved me. "Then you should know something
ind of smirk that
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thick and suffocating, and I
just the