Chapter 205
Chapter 205:
But now? Now it felt like destiny had handed him the opportunity on a silver platter.
Bella, catching the storm brewing in Jacob’s eyes, couldn’t suppress her glee. This was better than she could’ve hoped for.
Jacob’s fury towards Yelena was already palpable, and she hadn’t even needed to fan the flames.
He was already on a path of revenge.
“So, she’s gotten under your skin too? That bitch has been insufferable ever since she showed up. She’s always sticking her nose where it doesn’t belong,” Bella said, feigning exasperation but barely hiding her satisfaction.
Jacob’s lips curled into a dark smirk. “Well, well. Looks like we’ve got a mutual enemy. Don’t worry. I’ll deal with her. She’ll regret the day she crossed me.” The malice in his eyes was unmistakable, a promise of retribution.
Bella, though pleased, felt the need to warn him. “Don’t underestimate her. My sister might look harmless, but she’s got this knack for slipping out of trouble. And I think someone’s been helping her behind the scenes. Every time I’ve tried to bring her down, it’s backfired spectacularly.” She wasn’t exaggerating. Yelena had an uncanny way of turning the tables, leaving Bella frustrated and humiliated.
Bella didn’t dare act impulsively anymore. This time, she wasn’t going to rely on luck or half-baked schemes. She was counting on Jacob now.
She felt a surge of confidence. No matter how cunning Yelena thought she was, she was definitely no match for Jacob.
Jacob exuded confidence, his aura radiating raw power. Tackling Yelena would be as effortless as squashing an ant underfoot.
“Take it easy, Bella. I’m not letting her off the hook this time. No one’s luck lasts forever, and hers is about to run dry.” A sly smirk danced across Jacob’s face, his tone dripping with assurance.
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“I’ll be waiting to hear the good news, then.” Bella mirrored his expression, her lips curling into a coy smile. Jacob’s grin widened, and he pulled Bella into his arms, ready to turn up the heat. But just as he leaned closer, her voice, soft and apologetic, interrupted his momentum. “I’m not feeling my best today. I’m really sorry.” Bella even bit her lip delicately, playing the part of the reluctant ingenue.
Jacob’s face clouded with disappointment, his frustration barely veiled. “What are the odds?” he muttered under his breath, irritation creeping into his tone.
It always seemed like fate had a twisted sense of humor, throwing curveballs his way at the worst possible moment.
Bella, ever the actress, let her hand glide across his chest in a tender gesture. She lowered her eyes, her voice taking on an almost bashful lilt. “Next time, okay? We’ve got all the time in the world. I just… need to be ready, you know? I’ve never p>
She let her words hang in the air, feigning shyness with the precision of a seasoned performer.
In reality, she fought the urge to gag at the thought of him.
Jacob’s disappointment evaporated, replaced by a triumphant gleam in his eyes. Her hesitant confession had hit the mark, stroking his ego.
“Alright then. Whenever you’re ready. No pressure, I promise.” His voice brimmed with self-satisfaction, as if he were doing her a grand favor.
Bella, meanwhile, silently endured, her disgust masked by the flawless facade of demure sweetness. For now, Bella felt a wave of relief wash over her.