Bound by Starlight

Born into the De Cruz family, Isabella De Cruz had never known a world without love.

From the moment she came into their lives, she had been treated not merely as a daughter, niece, or granddaughter, but as the very heart of the family.

Bella, as everyone lovingly called her, was the precious child of one of the most powerful and wealthy families in Italy. The De Cruz name carried influence, respect, and a reputation that few dared challenge. Their wealth could buy almost anything money could offer, but none of it mattered as much to them as the little girl who had unknowingly captured every heart in the family.

As the years passed, the little girl grew into a stunning young woman.

And that was when the family's happiness slowly became their greatest source of worry.

Bella possessed the distinctive features that had long been associated with the De Cruz bloodline. Her unusual silver hair fell like silk around her shoulders, a rare trait that immediately drew attention wherever she went. But it was her emerald-green eyes that truly made her unforgettable.

Those eyes were the unmistakable symbol of the De Cruz family.

Beautiful.

Rare.

And impossible to hide.

Unfortunately, the family soon realized that beauty came with its own dangers.

Especially when the person possessing it was Bella.

Her father, Diego De Cruz, the youngest son of the family, had always been hopelessly devoted to his daughter. From the moment he had first held her in his arms, something inside him had changed. The ruthless businessman who could negotiate with anyone without blinking had become completely powerless whenever Bella smiled at him.

To Diego, Bella was not simply his daughter.

She was his entire world.

And because she was his entire world, he became painfully overprotective.

When Bella reached school age, Diego refused to send her to a normal school.

Absolutely refused.

He had come up with countless reasons.

Security concerns.

Privacy.

The dangers of strangers.

The possibility of someone approaching her.

But everyone in the family knew the real reason.

Diego simply couldn't bear the thought of letting his precious daughter out of his sight.

Rose De Cruz, Bella's mother, wasn't much better.

Despite being considerably more sensible than her husband, Rose couldn't bring herself to stay away from Bella for long either. She had spent years caring for her daughter, cherishing every little moment, and the thought of Bella growing up somewhere far from home made her heart ache.

Then there was Diablo De Cruz.

Diego's identical twin brother.

If Diego was Bella's father, Diablo had somehow managed to become her second father without ever officially earning the title.

He spoiled her shamelessly.

Whatever Bella wanted, Diablo wanted to give her.

Whatever made Bella happy, Diablo considered important.

And when the subject of marriage was brought up, Diablo had an answer that had become almost legendary within the family.

He didn't want to get married.

Why?

Because he wanted to stay and look after Bella.

He claimed that marriage would only distract him from his responsibilities.

Everyone knew what those "responsibilities" were.

Bella.

Charles De Cruz, the eldest of the three brothers, loved Bella just as fiercely—but unlike his younger brothers, he possessed at least a small amount of common sense.

At least, that was what he liked to believe.

Charles could be strict with Bella when necessary. He was the one who reminded everyone that she needed boundaries, discipline, and the opportunity to grow into her own person.

Of course, his stern lectures rarely lasted very long.

One smile from Bella was usually enough to destroy whatever authority he had been attempting to establish.

His wife, Erica De Cruz, was therefore the only person capable of maintaining order inside the household.

She was sensible, patient, and practical.

More importantly, Erica knew exactly how to handle the four overprotective men surrounding Bella.

She often referred to them collectively as her "doting fools."

And sometimes, when the situation became particularly chaotic, she jokingly called herself the ringmaster of a very expensive circus.

Then there were Charles and Erica's sons, Arden and Ardian.

To Bella, they were her older brothers in everything except blood between siblings.

The two brothers doted on their only sister shamelessly. They teased her, protected her, spoiled her, and stood ready to defend her from anyone who dared upset her.

Between her parents, two uncles, aunt, and cousins, Bella had somehow acquired an entire army of people determined to protect her.

The entire family's heart revolved around one girl.

Bella De Cruz.

Their precious flower.

Their greatest treasure.

And, unknowingly, their greatest weakness.

The De Cruz family believed that if they kept Bella surrounded by love and protected her from the outside world, nothing could ever hurt her.

They wanted to keep her safe inside their metaphorical greenhouse, just like a delicate flower.

They thought the walls they had built around her would protect her from every storm life could bring.

They were wrong.

Because while the De Cruz family was busy protecting Bella from a world they considered dangerous, an unwanted storm was already gathering on the horizon.

A storm powerful enough to shake everything they had built.

A storm that would not care about their wealth.

Their influence.

Their name.

Or the army of men standing between Bella and danger.

The richest family in Italy had spent years believing that they could control everything around them.

They had no idea that fate was about to prove them wrong.

And when that storm finally arrived...

It would not knock politely on their door.

It would tear it down.