♥ Special Chapter ♥

Thiago Martini

Monday.

I take out my cell phone, open the photo gallery, and start looking at the old pictures I have of Isabella. Each image is a reminder of what was once mine and what will be again. A cruel smile forms on my lips as I see her beautiful body and her beautiful breasts that I photographed hidden away. Ah, my dear, you have no idea what is to come.

I look at each photo carefully, remembering the moments when she was mine, the touches she allowed, and the ones I craved. The thought of having her again fills me with a dark satisfaction. There's no escape, Isabella. You may have moved away, and you may have found someone who thinks they can protect you, but I'm the only one who really knows you.

'' You'll come back to me, Isabella. '' I mutter to myself, my eyes fixed on your image on the cell phone screen. ''And when that happens, I'll be able to touch you like I've always wanted to.

Every memory, every image, is fuel for my determination. I'm going to take down anyone who stands in my way, including this Alessio guy. No one will stop me from getting what is rightfully mine. Isabella will realize that she can't run away from the past, and that she can't run away from me.

I put my cell phone back in my pocket, my mind already plotting the next steps. This game is just beginning, and I'm willing to do anything to ensure my victory. Isabella, get ready. You will be mine again, and this time, there will be no escape.

I look at the laptop screen and see the tracker I installed on Isabella's cell phone showing that she was moving away from her apartment.

What do you mean? Where is she going? It's not even half an hour since she got home,'' I mutter in frustration. Without thinking twice, I close my laptop and rush out of the hotel room.

I walk down the stairs, my eyes fixed on my cell phone, following her every move.

''Where are you going? ''I ask myself, with growing anger.

I reach the parking lot, get into my car, and speed off towards her apartment. Every second is an eternity as I follow the signal from the tracker. Anxiety and anger mix, creating a storm inside me.

I drive through the streets like a madman, dodging other cars, impatient to reach my goal. The signal from the tracker shows that she is on the move, but the distance is rapidly decreasing. Adrenaline rushes through my veins, and my determination grows stronger with every kilometer.

Finally, I see the tracker point stabilize. I watch her get into a cab, my anger only growing.

'' Where is she going!? Is she going to see him?" I growl through my teeth, anger boiling up inside me.

I get into the car and follow the cab, my eyes fixed on the vehicle ahead. Every thought of Isabella with Alessio intensifies my anger, making it almost uncontrollable.

I accelerate, keeping a safe distance so as not to be noticed, but enough not to lose sight of her. The city's nighttime traffic quickly exhausts my patience. I grip the steering wheel tightly, my fingers almost digging into the surface.

''Isabella, I'm going to kill this bastard for touching her,'' I mutter to myself, my eyes fixed on the cab.

Every second seems like an eternity. My mind swirls with thoughts, each darker than the last. I can't bear the thought of another man touching her, or of her being in the arms of someone other than me.

Finally, the cab pulls up in front of an immense mansion, which, I have to admit, surprises me. It's an impressive place, surrounded by an aura of power and wealth. My eyes widen when I see the number of armed security guards surrounding the property.

"What the fuck is this? "I mutter, increasingly intrigued.

I watch Isabella approach the gate. One of the security guards opens the door for her, bowing his head in a gesture of respect. I am perplexed to see how she is treated, as if she were someone of extreme importance. She enters the luxurious mansion without hesitation.

I feel my blood freeze when the security guard who has bowed his head to her looks straight at me. His eyes seem to pierce my soul.

'' There's no way he can see me from this distance. '' I mutter in disbelief as I sink deeper into the car seat, trying to hide.

The tension builds. How on earth does Isabella know someone with so much power and influence? And why is she being received with such respect? My mind races with possibilities and scenarios, each one more baffling than the last.

'' Alessio. '' The name resonates in my head with renewed force. '' Who the hell is this guy?

I watch the mansion from afar, anger bubbling up inside me. The certainty that Isabella is with someone powerful only increases my determination.

''You'll still be mine, Isabella. '' I whisper, gripping the steering wheel tightly. ''And I'm going to find out everything about this, Alessio. No matter what I have to do.