Isabella’s POV
Chapter 1
BOOK2
My voice cracked as the words tore out of me. “I will never follow you! Never!”
My chest rose and fell in uneven bursts, the air burning in my lungs, but I refused to back down. My eyes locked on him, determined, though fear burned beneath my skin.
Dominic only leaned against the doorframe as if he had all the time in the world. His hands were shoved casually into his pockets, his dark gaze sweeping over me like I was already something he owned. Then came that smirk—a slow, calculated curl of his lips that made my stomach twist. “You think you have a choice, princess? Your father’s debts say otherwise. You’re mine. Payment in flesh.”
The words hit me like a slap, and my heart hammered so hard I thought it might break through my ribs. “I’d rather die,”
