Captive Princess( Sophia Romano) novel Chapter 9

I said nothing in response to Vincent's question.

He stood by the bed, waiting for an answer. But I just stared at the blank ceiling in silence.

Vincent's phone rang, breaking the tense quiet.

"Vincent, my hand hurts so much..." Isabella's fragile, weeping voice came through the phone, audible even from where I lay.

Vincent's expression softened instantly.

"I'll be right there." He hung up, then looked back at me. "Think about what you did."

Then he left, just like he always did, abandoning me for Isabella.

The room was quiet again. I was alone.

About an hour later, the door creaked open.

Isabella walked in, her right hand wrapped in a thick bandage, but she looked triumphant.

"Sophia, how are you feeling?" she asked with faux concern.

I turned my head to look at her, my eyes flat and empty.

Isabella pulled up a chair and sat down, a sweet, poisonous smile on her face. "My dear, I want to tell you a story."

"I don't want to hear it."

"But this story is about you," Isabella's eyes glinted. "It's about why Vincent agreed to your father's request to discipline you personally."

My hand tightened on the thin hospital sheet.

"In high school, Vincent and I were boyfriend and girlfriend," Isabella began, her voice nostalgic. "We were so in love. He was so good to me, remembered everything I liked. He even said he would marry me after graduation. But then, something terrible happened..."

She paused, watching for my reaction.

"One night, Vincent was ambushed by a rival family. I took a bullet for him to save his life." Isabella gestured to her left shoulder. "It went right through. It nearly killed me."

"After that, Vincent was consumed with guilt. He said he would protect me and make it up to me for the rest of his life."

I remained silent, but my heart began to pound a frantic, painful rhythm against my ribs.

"I went to Europe to recover, and Vincent promised he would marry me as soon as I returned," Isabella leaned closer, her voice turning venomous. "We never stopped talking. So I told him all about how my poor mother had married into the Romano family, but that the cruel Romano heiress was treating her horribly, and how it was breaking my heart."

"Vincent said he would get revenge for my mother. That's why he came to your father and offered to discipline you himself." Isabella's smile was radiant. "Did you think Uncle Romano forced him? You're wrong, Sophia. Vincent asked for the job."

I felt the blood in my veins turn to ice. "What did you say?"

"Oh, and it gets better," Isabella took out her phone. "Did you know that every single time you two were together, it was being recorded?"

"What?"

"Vincent installed hidden cameras in the bedroom. He recorded everything," Isabella's smile grew more twisted, more malicious. "He said he was going to give the videos to me, to use as leverage to control you later."

My world started to spin.

"Are you shocked, Sophia?" Isabella stood up, triumphant. "Vincent never loved you. He was just completing a mission. Now the mission is over, and he's going to marry me."

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