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First.

Lev pulls me aside and runs a hand through his hair. He’s paled, and his eyes look haunted. “You need to know. I fucked around with your birth control. Now that I know you… now that I know who you are, I wouldn’t do something like that. Now that I… know that I love you.”

I stare at him. He’s speaking a language I know yet it seems like I can’t understand. I blink.

“I told you I would find a way to shackle you to me. The vows were only the beginning.”

“And yet you cheated on me,” I whisper, shaking my head.

His face contorts, and he shakes his head. “Never, Isabella. That’s utter bullshit. I never cheated on you! I wouldn’t. I fucked with your birth control because I wanted you to have my baby. I wanted to bind you to me in a way you couldn’t dissolve.” He shakes his head.

“How did you fuck with it?”

He looks away. “I replaced your pills.”

He…what?

I glare and narrow my eyes at him. “Your brother put you up to this, didn’t he?” When he doesn’t respond, I have my answer. I stare in disbelief, too stunned even to be angry.

Yet.

“I told you I didn’t want a baby. You said you agreed that children weren’t commodities.”

And he told me how important it was to him to have children, to be a father. If he wants them, are they really commodities?

But it’s my body.

I push past him and make my way to a bathroom. I do the whole pee-on-a-stick thing.

I watch the two pink lines show up.

I stare, disbelieving.

Pregnant.

CHAPTER TWENTY

Lev

Those were not my finest moments.

She’s gonna fucking kill me.

But cheating? Where the fuck did that come from?

Isabella stands in front of me, her fists clenched by her sides, but she looks as if she’s going through a whirlwind of emotions. “Pregnant!” she screams before she cups her belly. “Is the baby alright?” she whispers. “How could you do this to me?” she rages before she shakes her head and swallows hard. “I need to check on the baby. Oh my God. I swear to God, if I find out you did cheat on me, I’m going to murder you, bury you, bring you back to life and kill you again, and then I’m going to take all your fucking money for good measure because you fucking owe me, you fucking son of a bitch!”

Okay, alright. Clearly, she’s not in her right mind at the moment.

“Listen. Kill me later. I’ll fucking bare my neck for you. But first, we need to figure out what the hell you’re talking about.”

“Who were you with last night?” She snaps. “Hmm?”

I anchor my hands on my hips and glare at her. “You first. Who did you talk to, and what the hell are you thinking?”

“You first!”

“Fine! I was with Dmitri. He had a lot of shit to tell me about what you've been up to.”

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