Chapter 4
Dante ignored Darcy completely, focusing on Rosalie. His voice softened to a tone he reserved only for her. “Go wait in the car, babe. I need to handle this situation, and I’ll be right out.*
Rosalie remained silent, allowing him to help her to her feet and guide her toward the exit
Her mind was blank, ears still ringing from the impact with the floor. Only after settling into the buttery leather seat of his Bentley did the world start coming back into focus.
A few minutes later, Dante’s entourage emerged from the coffee shop.
Marcus approached the car and tapped on the window. When Rosalie lowered it slightly, he leaned in with a practiced smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Hey, uh, look… this whole thing with Darcy–it’s just family business bullshit, you know?” His tone was placating but had an undercurrent of condescension. “Dante was trying to handle it without dragging you into this mess. That crazy bitch wasn’t supposed to confront you. Trust me, the way he talks about you to us? He’s totally whipped. He’s not ending up with anyone but you.”
His voice carried the slight strain of someone delivering a rehearsed line, with just a hint of amusement at the drama unfolding.
Rosalie said nothing, her expression carefully blank as she sat motionless, every inch the trained dancer conserving energy.
Shortly after, Dante emerged from the shop, with Darcy storming away in tears, her composed socialite image completely shattered.
“Give us some space,” Dante ordered his friends, who exchanged knowing looks before dispersing.
He slid into the driver’s seat and immediately reached for the first–aid kit in the glove compartment. With surprising gentleness, he began cleaning the cut on Rosalie’s forehead.
His touch was delicate, his voice rough with what sounded like genuine concern. “Rosie, that engagement crap is just business between our families. I’m not marrying her. I’ll shut this down with my father as soon as possible. Don’t let her get in your head.”
Rosalie didn’t respond, only gazing blankly ahead. “Just drive, Dante.”
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Dhannely contind the engine
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clear instant, fante luged across the console, throwing his
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CRASH-
A deatening impact sers their work spinning in a shower of glass and twisted metal
Rosalie lost consciousness in a pool of blood
When she finally awoke, she was lying in a private hospital room, the harsh fluorescent lights
Dante sat beside her, his designer shirt stained with blood, face drawn but flooded with relief. “Jesus Christ, Rosie. You’re finally awake. You scared the hell out of me.”
Rosalle moved her parched lips, her voice barely audible. “How bad are you hurt?”
Dante brushed her hair away from the bandage, his tone deliberately casual “Fractured collarbone.
It’s nothing. I should’ve seen that truck coming
He quickly stood up, “Don’t move, I’m getting your doctor.”
After he left, Rosalie’s phone vibrated on the bedside table.
She picked it up to find a video message from Darcy.
The footage showed what had transpired in the coffee shop after she’d left.
Inside the café, Dante’s friends were speaking rapidly to a furious Darcy:
“Look, Miss Brown,” Tyler was saying, hands raised defensively, “how many times do we have to explain this? Dante’s whole thing with the Lima girl is strategic, alright? All that lovey – dovey shit is
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The men looked gettinely deputies arowed Dwey, Meway dry like about that might detonate
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“Shut up!” Darcy snapped. “I want to hear trane say it himself
The camera caught Dante’s conflicted expression as he repeatedly glanced toward the parking lot where Rosalie waited.
Finally, he gave a curt nod.
Darcy’s demeanor instantly changed as she pressed hers
Chapter 4
Dante ignored Darcy completely, focusing on Rosalie. His voice softened to a tone he reserved only for her. “Go wait in the car, babe. I need to handle this situation, and I’ll be right out.*
Rosalie remained silent, allowing him to help her to her feet and guide her toward the exit
Her mind was blank, ears still ringing from the impact with the floor. Only after settling into the buttery leather seat of his Bentley did the world start coming back into focus.
A few minutes later, Dante’s entourage emerged from the coffee shop.
Marcus approached the car and tapped on the window. When Rosalie lowered it slightly, he leaned in with a practiced smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Hey, uh, look… this whole thing with Darcy–it’s just family business bullshit, you know?” His tone was placating but had an undercurrent of condescension. “Dante was trying to handle it without dragging you into this mess. That crazy bitch wasn’t supposed to confront you. Trust me, the way he talks about you to us? He’s totally whipped. He’s not ending up with anyone but you.”
His voice carried the slight strain of someone delivering a rehearsed line, with just a hint of amusement at the drama unfolding.
Rosalie said nothing, her expression carefully blank as she sat motionless, every inch the trained dancer conserving energy.
Shortly after, Dante emerged from the shop, with Darcy storming away in tears, her composed socialite image completely shattered.
“Give us some space,” Dante ordered his friends, who exchanged knowing looks before dispersing.
He slid into the driver’s seat and immediately reached for the first–aid kit in the glove compartment. With surprising gentleness, he began cleaning the cut on Rosalie’s forehead.
His touch was delicate, his voice rough with what sounded like genuine concern. “Rosie, that engagement crap is just business between our families. I’m not marrying her. I’ll shut this down with my father as soon as possible. Don’t let her get in your head.”
Rosalie didn’t respond, only gazing blankly ahead. “Just drive, Dante.”
13:00
1740
The Ultimate Payback When I Married Your Enemy, My Stepbrother
Dhannely contind the engine
hot ayas her th
Boostrayes ang a red light
clear instant, fante luged across the console, throwing his
y
CRASH-
A deatening impact sers their work spinning in a shower of glass and twisted metal
Rosalie lost consciousness in a pool of blood
When she finally awoke, she was lying in a private hospital room, the harsh fluorescent lights
Dante sat beside her, his designer shirt stained with blood, face drawn but flooded with relief. “Jesus Christ, Rosie. You’re finally awake. You scared the hell out of me.”
Rosalle moved her parched lips, her voice barely audible. “How bad are you hurt?”
Dante brushed her hair away from the bandage, his tone deliberately casual “Fractured collarbone.
It’s nothing. I should’ve seen that truck coming
He quickly stood up, “Don’t move, I’m getting your doctor.”
After he left, Rosalie’s phone vibrated on the bedside table.
She picked it up to find a video message from Darcy.
The footage showed what had transpired in the coffee shop after she’d left.
Inside the café, Dante’s friends were speaking rapidly to a furious Darcy:
“Look, Miss Brown,” Tyler was saying, hands raised defensively, “how many times do we have to explain this? Dante’s whole thing with the Lima girl is strategic, alright? All that lovey – dovey shit is
13.00
The 1timate Payback. When I Married Your Enemy. My Stepbrother
1.9
・
ah set. We pist paglark agatat kitant /w You feature huve abroty opposed to the merge her obviemny miserving you. When has treme dine nym barded wow of Business deal? Please don how this up, artiously?
The men looked gettinely deputies arowed Dwey, Meway dry like about that might detonate
Darcy’s attention retained forked on thewe, hy ook ing with age war to hear it from you. 1s what they’re saying true? You feat nothing for the devray? This was all just some elaborats revenge?
jason jumped in anxiolys “Of course fotnet Come on, you heak Deane Wold would actually fall for his enemy’s kid sister? That’s not how he operates, of the actually caught feelings for her. Alistair Lima would destroy him. The whole New York Business community would see him as weak. No way that’s happening”
“Shut up!” Darcy snapped. “I want to hear trane say it himself
The camera caught Dante’s conflicted expression as he repeatedly glanced toward the parking lot where Rosalie waited.
Finally, he gave a curt nod.
Darcy’s demeanor instantly changed as she pressed herself against him, her voice dropping to a poisonous whisper. “I still don’t believe you. We’re about to announce our engagement, yet you’re still playing house with that nobody. Prove it to me–when you drive away, fake a brake failure and turn toward her side of the car. Give her a little accident. Then I’ll know you’re serious about us.”
After a heavy moment of silence, Dante quietly replied, “Fine.”
The video abruptly ended,
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elf against him, her voice dropping to a poisonous whisper. “I still don’t believe you. We’re about to announce our engagement, yet you’re still playing house with that nobody. Prove it to me–when you drive away, fake a brake failure and turn toward her side of the car. Give her a little accident. Then I’ll know you’re serious about us.”
After a heavy moment of silence, Dante quietly replied, “Fine.”
The video abruptly ended,
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