“I know of the terrible situation Luis grew up in, but kidnapping? Don’t you think you’re going a bit too far—have you thought about the consequences?”“Consequences?”. To be quite honest, I never did. This was just me being me, first do something and then react.“Fabio does not care about me, he ne
“No, absolutely not—we will absolutely not ask my brothers or any other Alfonzo for their help!” I immediately stopped her from finishing that sentence. “Listen, I just want you to set him free and to keep him safe for a while.”“What about the cameras? Do you really expect me to walk right in and t
“B-beau? I-I let him go, he’s no use to me.” Vincenzo lied through the phone. Liar, Isobel thought in disbelief with only one thing going through her head. What the hell was wrong with him?“Izzy, I’m sure they took Luis and my dad does not give a shit, he only cares about Serena—and Beau won’t tell
IsobelLuis wasn’t lying, this man really is an idiot, Isobel thought as he sat on a chair and was half asleep whike he let out loud snores. Piece of cake, Isobel rolled her eyes.She got out of the car and opened the trunk to grab a steel rod. At least it’s good for something, Isobel smiled as she
“Hey, who did this!” They heard a voice from the outside call out. Beau grabbed Isobel’s arm to stop her from moving. “Be quiet, do you hear that?”“For fucks sake, why does this have to happen now?” Isobel buried her head in her hands. “I assume that’s the other guy?”“Leave,” Beau spoke. Isobel sh
“Did you hear that, Luis? My brother is safe!” I told him and pulled him into a hug.“I’m so happy.” Luis smiled and rested his head against my stomach. “It’s hard to hug you.” He giggled.I had my doubts whether Isobel would manage to free him or not, but she actually did it. Not having to worry ab
“And I’m sure he still will.” I grabbed his hand. “What happened between the two of you?” I asked him, knowing there had to be more behind it. The two were always together and were known as two peas in a pod.“Luis? Come on, tell me.” I pushed him to talk after seeing the dull look on his face. “He
“Oh my god, Beau—is that you? Where are you?” I asked as tears rolled down my cheeks. He was really alive. “Uh, one of Isobel’s many houses, she says.”“I’m sorry, I was asleep an—““I know, don’t worry about it. Isobel told me you looked tired.” I heard his voice. My hands were shaking and I felt o