Novels by Purity western

Before she could say anything, his phone rang loudly.He looked at it, his jaw tight. He didn't let go of her hand immediately. He gave her one last look."We are not done."Then he stood up and walked out, leaving the door open.Isabella just sat there.She let out a deep breath she didn't even know she was holding.Oh my God.What type of look was that? What type of man looks at someone like that?I'm living with a monster. A devil. That's what he is.She stayed sitting on the edge of the bed for a few seconds, her heart still beating fast. Her hand was still warm from where he held it.She looked at the open door.Did he leave it open on purpose?Isabella shook her head, trying to snap out of it.Isabella quickly stood up from the edge of the bed and walked to the clothes scattered on the floor and bed. She searched through them for something nice to wear and put it on.Then she just stood there for like two minutes, waiting. Maybe thinking he would come back.But he didn't.She ru

The lady stepped right on her hand. Hard.Isabella gasped."Are you blind?" the woman snapped.Or stupid?" still standing on her hand. "Can't you see where you're going?"One of the sales ladies rushed over, panicking."Sorry Mrs. Lara! I'm so sorry ma! Please ma!"Lara finally lifted her foot off Isabella's hand and hissed."Why do you allow poor people into this place? Look at her! Can she even afford anything here? You people just let anybody walk in!""I'm so sorry ma, I'm so sorry," the sales lady kept apologizing. She quickly picked up Mrs. Lara’s bags and clothes and walked her to the other side of the boutique.Isabella finally stood up from the floor, looking at LARA walking away. Her hand was red. Burning.The sales lady came to her, whispering."Sorry... sorry dear. That's just how she is. Very rude. She's our boss's sister."Isabella didn't even answer. She just nodded slightly. Her eyes were still on LARA and chose to ignore her and continue shopping She just picked up

But she saw nothing. Just a bright white light inside that door.Isabella finished eating and went back to her room.Outside her window — the ocean. Big. Blue. Her room was upstairs, but she could see everything from down there. It wasn't a pool. too big to be a pool. It was a real beach. No phone. The room was boring. There was a TV in the corner, but she was not in the mood to watch.She just went straight to the bed.The sheets were cold. She closed her eyes.——>>>—Jazza clang —->>>On the other side of the city Loud music. A shooting room. Jazza was there, the boss himself.A gun in his hand. BANG! BANG! He was shooting at the target board.His men stood around, scared to talk.He dropped his gun "You guys cannot give me a good plan to get him!" he shouted, turning around. "Just one guy! He threw an empty bottle across the room."It's the same thing his father did! Same thing, locking my family! Always!"His men stood with their heads down. No one spoke.Jazzy was pacing. Up

While walking inside, she noticed something strange. Inside the big house, there was another passage. A separate corridor that looked completely different - darker or lighter,she couldn’t tell, it looks more private, with black doors. And 2 guards outside the door.In her mind, she thought: _That passage must belong to him. It looks like it's not the same house, but it is. She was looking around while walking. "Here is your room, ma'am." With that he left Isabella walked in and immediately locked the door .The room was massive, it screamed gold. A huge soft bed in the middle. So soft it looked like a cloud. A walk-in closet. A bathroom that looked like a spa.For a moment, she just stood there.This was not her world. But this was her new home, at least for now.I have to accept it, she thought. For now. If I want to survive, I have to play along. But I will find a way to escape. I will and I must. She walked straight into the bathroom as if in a trance. She turned the shower on,

Not like any guy Cole have seen before in that state Something is definitely going on They went straight to the barman. *Guy 1:* "Please. Have you seen any lady like this?"He showed a picture. The barman squinted. "No. I haven't seen her."*Guy 2:* "Okay. Take this picture. Just in case you see someone like this, please call this number."He dropped a printed paper on the counter. On the paper was a face and a phone number.From where Adrian and Cole were sitting, they could see it clearly.It was Isabella's picture.Adrian’s whole body stiffened. His hand tightened around his glass. Because he knows them Cole whispered: "Isn't that... Isabella?" He lowered his head The guys left the bar. Before Adrian finally spoke, "I got her background checked. Now do you understand why I told you she needs protection? Not just because she looks like LARA.Cole has this look of confusion "Protecting her from who exactly?""She is married to Jackson Amond. And those guys are his men”

"Yes. I will protect you. And your family andI will make sure they never touch you. Never touch them. But you have to be mine. My little toy and slave. For four years.""Contract? Protection? I would rather die than accept your protection!" she spat."Die?" He smiled coldly. "Fine, you can. But you won't go alone. Your family goes with you."Her blood ran cold. She stared at him. "Why are you doing this?""Doing what? I'm trying to save you." He Dropped the glass cup "You are dragging me into this mess!"He walked closer to her. Isabelle walked backwards until her back hit the wall. He was inches away from her. She could feel his breath."You care about your family, right?" He reached into his pocket and pulled out a photo. A picture of a man smiling. Her dad. Isabelle gasped. "Where did you get that picture from?! Where?!""You don't want anything to happen to him, do you?"She was shaking violently now.He whispered, "So. You can save yourself and your family if you accept this co