His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 29

I woke up to the low hum of engines and the faint vibration beneath me, unfamiliar, and unsettling.

My head throbbed.

My limbs were heavy.

The faint scent of leather and expensive cologne drifted through the air.

Panic clawed up my throat.

No.

No, no, no-

I pushed upright, my breath punching out of me when I saw Mateo curled up on a small couch a few feet away, blanket rising and falling with his soft breathing.

We were on a private jet.

We were in the air.

My heart slammed against my ribs so hard it hurt.

I stumbled to Mateo, hands shaking as I touched his cheek.

“Mateo,” I whispered urgently. “Sweetheart, wake up.”

He didn’t stir.

Cold terror crashed over me.

“You drugged him,” I breathed, voice shaking violently. “You drugged my son.”

“No,” came Dominic’s voice from behind me. “Never.”

I spun to face him at once. Anger, fear, betrayal, all surging within me like a tidal wave.

He stood a few feet away, hands open, palms out, like approaching a wild animal.

“He cried himself to sleep,” Dominic said quietly. “After I told him we were going somewhere safe with you.”

The words in my chest snapped like wire.

“And you drugged me?” I spat.

Dominic’s throat bobbed. “I needed-”

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“You NEEDED?” My voice cracked into a scream. “You drugged me because YOU needed something?”

He flinched.

Good.

“You took away my choice,” I hissed. “You took away my ability to protect my child.”

“I was protecting you both.”

“No.” My voice sharpened into a blade. “You were controlling us.”

His men shifted behind him, Eduardo and Marco both visibly tense, ready to restrain me if needed.

I saw red.

“You think this is protection?” I demanded. “This is kidnapping is what it is.”

Dominic’s expression tore open, hurt, guilt, something deeper and uglier.

“It’s not ”

“You stole me out of my own life!” Tears gathered and fell hot down my cheeks. “You decided for me! You decided for my son!”

He stepped forward instinctively, like he wanted to comfort me, and I struck.

My palm cracked across his cheek.

The sound echoed like a gunshot.

His head jerked to the side, a red bloom appearing instantly where I’d hit him.

His guards surged forward, hands on weapons.

Dominic didn’t move.

He just raised one hand.

“Stand down,” he ordered, voice low and deadly calm.

They froze instantly.

He turned back to me.

Shock still trembled through me. My hand stung. I wanted to hit him again. I wanted to scream until there was nothing left inside.

“What else are you planning, Dominic?” I spat. “Cut off my friends? My job? You going to lock me in some glass palace while you rule your dark kingdom?”

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His eyes burned, not with anger.

With agony.

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“I would tear this entire world apart before I let it touch you again.”

“That’s not love,” I whispered. “That’s obsession. That’s fear.”

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