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The Desperate Lovers

Isabella Carter has everything a woman could want—beauty, status, and a powerful fiancé, Nicholas Montgomery, heir to one of the wealthiest families in the country. But behind the perfect engagement lies a heart that belongs to another.

Alexander King. The man she loved. The man she lost.

Three years ago, Isabella walked away from Alexander, choosing duty over desire. Now, fate has thrown them together again, and the passion they buried refuses to stay hidden. Every glance, every touch, every stolen moment reminds her of what she left behind. But breaking free isn’t easy—not when Nicholas is willing to do whatever it takes to keep her by his side.

Torn between loyalty and love, Isabella must make an impossible choice: risk everything for the man who owns her heart or surrender to a life without passion.

But love this desperate never fades—it burns, it consumes, and it refuses to be forgotten.

When the heart and duty collide, who will she choose? And will love be enough to overcome the forces determined to keep them apart?

A breathtaking romance filled with longing, heartbreak, and a love that refuses to die.

The desperate Lovers

Chapter 40: The Calm Before the Storm

The night was silent, but Alexander could feel the tension crackling in the air. He sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers absently running through Isabella's hair as she slept peacefully beside him. The warmth of her body against his was the only thing keeping his mind from spiraling into the chaos that awaited them.

Langford was gone, yet another enemy had stepped forward from the shadows. He should have expected it. A man like him—powerful, dangerous—would always have someone waiting to take him down.

But what they didn't understand was that he had something worth fighting for.

And he would burn the world to protect her.

The first rays of dawn streamed into the room, casting golden hues over Isabella's delicate features. She stirred, her lashes fluttering open to meet his intense gaze.

"You're awake early," she murmured, her voice still laced with sleep.

He traced his thumb over her cheek. "Couldn't sleep."

She sat up, concern shadowing her eyes. "You're thinking about them, aren't you?"

Alexander exhaled, running a hand through his hair. "I can't afford to lose, Bella. Not now. Not ever."

She reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly. "You're not alone in this. We face this together."

Her unwavering support was his greatest strength. He cupped the back of her neck, pulling her in for a slow, deep kiss. She melted into him, her fingers tangling in his hair as he deepened the kiss, pouring every unspoken word into it.

She was his anchor, his peace, his everything.

And he would fight until his last breath to keep her safe.

Later that morning, Ethan arrived with more intel. His expression was grim as he placed a file on the table.

"His name is Viktor Romanov," Ethan said. "Russian underground. More ruthless than Langford ever was."

Alexander's eyes darkened as he flipped through the information. "What does he want?"

Ethan sighed. "You. Or rather, what you have. Power, influence, control. He thinks you're weak now that Langford is gone."

Alexander's jaw clenched. "Then he's made a mistake."

But as he turned the page, his blood ran cold.

There, in a photograph, was Viktor Romanov. And beside him—Isabella's father.

A Past That Refuses to Stay Buried

Isabella stood in the doorway, her breath catching as she saw the image.

"That's my father," she whispered, her voice shaking.

Alexander rose, his expression unreadable. "Isabella… what do you know about him?"

Tears filled her eyes. "I haven't seen him in years. He left when I was a child."

Ethan exchanged a wary glance with Alexander. "Well, he's back. And he's standing with your enemy."

Isabella's world spun. "No... that can't be true."

Alexander reached for her, his grip firm yet gentle. "We'll find out the truth. Together."

But deep down, he knew—this was no coincidence.

The past had returned to haunt them.

CHAPTER 40