Chapter 898

Isabella's POV

His head was still lowered, eyes glued to his phone, fingers scrolling mindlessly across the screen.

Good.

My eyes flickered back to Dove just as he started moving.

He strode towards the car with purpose, his grip firm on the gun, his expression unreadable.

Then, without hesitation, he yanked open the backseat door.

Everything happened so fast.

One second, Damien was sitting there, unaware.

The next, Dove’s rough hands grabbed him by the arm and dragged him out of the car.

Damien’s phone clattered to the ground.

For the first time since we left the hotel, he snapped out of his daze.

"What the…" His voice was laced with confusion, his body tensing in shock.

I stayed still, watching.

Pretending.

Like I didn’t know exactly what was happening.

Everything was playing out exactly as I had planned, yet I had to make it look real.

So I did what any terrified mother