Captive Princess (Sophia) novel Chapter 30

Isabella looked as if she’d been struck by lightning, then burst into manic laughter. “But she’s never

coming back!”

“You love her, but you never said it, so everyone thought you loved me!” she shrieked. “I paid your with my pictures. Do you think Sophia never saw them?”

“And the men who ‘took care‘ of her in jail? I arranged all of them, in your

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Isabella’s smile was twisted “She wasn’t forced to marry him. She gave up on you completely. She chose to marry someone else

“Knowing Sophia’s pride, even if you explain everything, she’ll never come back!”

“After all, you were the one who made the recordings. You were the one who took a bullet for me. And you were the one who

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sent her to jail!”

“You did all of this to yourself!”

Every word was a dagger twisting in Vincent’s heart. He thought about Sophia’s recent behavior–the lack of tantrums, the silence, the way she walked away from the fire without a second glance. So, she had seen the photos. She had heard the rumors. She had lost all hope in him.

Don Romano trembled, and finally, through gritted teeth, he said, “Men! Seize them!”

Wan’t! You said you truly loved my mother, that you’d treat me like your own

Isabella screamed and struggled. “Father! You daughter!”

“Shut up!” Don Romano slapped her across the face. “If you hadn’t taken matters into your own hands, things would never have gotten this far!”

As the wails of Isabella and Maria filled the air, Vincent turned and left without looking back.

“Get the jet ready,” he told Marco. “We’re going to Boston. Now

In the car, Vincent clutched the pearl necklace, his knuckles white. He couldn’t imagine Sophia married to another man. He couldn’t let his little princess belong to anyone else.

He had to get her back.

Even if he had to tear the world apart.

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