Isabella's POVWhen the familiar voice echoed through the house, he smiled and for the first time, I had to admit that his smile was genuine. I haven't seen him smiling that way at anyone. There was something between him and Marcello that I couldn't quite fathom. Was it just the friendship or something else? From the look in his eyes, it was obvious that he loved and admired him more than he admired Juan Carlos. "Marcello!" He took long steps towards him and embraced him. They were like brothers who hadn't seen each other for quite a long time and now they were back together embracing each other with warmth and affection which kind of reminded me of Maxwell and I. My friends back home, everyone I left behind, especially Sawyer, was always there for me and I love her. Most times when she sleeps over at my place, we will stay up all night gossiping and talking about random things. "Did I miss the actual party?" He asked as Rodrigo broke away from him"I think you came at the right tim
Rodrigo's POVAnger. It was just what I was feeling in my soul as the words left her mouth. However what happened next left me in utter shock, I couldn't believe that I would hit her, and when my hands collided with her cheeks, she was left in utter shock. But it wasn't just her, I was fazed as I realized that I hit her. Isabella truly brought out the other side of me that I thought I had let go of. It has been more than ten years since I swore never to raise my hands on a woman, ever since the last time I had tried so hard, would choose to punish them in other ways than hit her but Isabella pushed me to break that vow. Her words were like stabs of wound, what provoked me was the manner she spoke about my Grandmother. I loved her so much and I couldn't just watch her insult her as if she was a nobody. She must be out of her mind to even dare do such a thing, had no clue what came over her."Are you done?" She asked as I stared at my palms trying to take a moment to sink in what was h
Isabella's POV That was not just humiliating but demeaning as well. As expected the Bastard had to threaten me with my parents, I thought I could ignore but I couldn't, I couldn't tell him to go ahead and bring my mother over when she was unwell. He had no heart, this was another prove that I wasn't married to a human but a monster with no heart. Everyone in the Mafia family was the same, how could I have gotten involved with these people? Now he was making me get on my knees as if I am his slave. He probably most of the women as his slave sex which was why he optioned that I work in his brothel as his whore for his men. This man was insane and out of his mind, I hadn't met anyone like him, he was the worst of them and clearly out of control. The only one I felt for was his Grandmother who thought she had a Grandson, she had no clue that she had not a human but a beast who was good at deceiving her and putting up an act. She must be thrilled that he got married and was on the way to
Isabella's POVHe couldn't fathom how it all happened but I could, It all started with him dragging his undefined self into my bedroom and opening his mouth to talk gibberish. He must be on one of those pills that they sold in their nightclub. Staring at him, I lifted my hand attempting to hit him again for even daring to bring my mother into this when he grabbed my hands while rubbing his cheek. The hot slap must have stung but that wasn't enough to make him pay for everything that he did to my family. This man was the reason why I was here with a man that I don't love, now I have to force myself to play the perfect wife of a Mafia King."Have you lost your mind?""I should be the one asking you if you are out of your damn mind?" I yelled back at him. How could he open his mouth to utter such rubbish?"You little woman""You big man" I struggled attempting to yank my arm out of his hold when he pushed me to the bed and I fell kissing the mattress."No woman has ever hit me""You sho
Isabella’s POVI was disgusted by his demands, he was turning me into something that I wasn't and that was not cool. “I am not your puppet, Rodrigo, you can't make such demands from me”“We are married so either you do it or I do it, I am sure you won't want that right?”“I danced for you when you wanted and now you want me to kiss you, Forget it I am not doing such an outrageous thing”“Do it and your month is subtracted by a day”What does he take me for? Who the hell does he think he is making such demands? It wasn't that I haven't Kissed other men, I just haven't imagined kissing Don Rodrigo, every time I stare at him I can only imagine how many women have lurked lips with him, that was very disgusting and something that I wouldn't want to ever happen yet I just couldn't stop it.“A month, if I kiss you, I will be in debted for just eleven months”“You are in no position to make demands”“Is either that or you forget it, You can only force me to kiss you but at the end of the day
Isabella's POVWhen the sound of the gun went off, for a moment my fragile body was lying on the ground and I was covered in a pool of blood but that wasn't the case as I opened my eyes only to see Rodrigo standing in front of me. He stared at me, his gaze cold yet concerned."Are you okay?" He asked and I nodded my head. I wasn't feeling any pain. Perhaps the shot must have missed I thought till my ear caught the continuous dripping on the ground, lowering my gaze I was surprised to see droplets of blood on the ground. I assumed it was mine and looked myself but there was none of me, he staggered back, his jaw tightened and that's when I realized that he was trying so hard to endure the pain that was burning through him. Rodrigo was in pain since he jumped right in front of me and took the shot for me.Confusion set upon my soul as I wondered why he did that. Tears clouded my eyes and I shook my head disbelievingly wondering what came over him, he saved my life. Why would he save my
Rodrigo's POVWhen the words escaped her mouth, I was in a state of amazement for a moment. This was Isabella, the woman who wanted nothing to do with me, she cared about me and acted like a good wife. For a moment I wanted to believe her and every word that she said but when I realized that the one who was saying all this was Isabelle, I yanked my arm away from her grip. She was just like her, love and care were just another fallacy, they were not real and I just happened not to believe in those words anymore. "Listen you may be the boss and King of this Mafia family and I should be listening to you but right now I don't care about all that, I am your boss and you will have to listen to me now" The closeness between made it easy for me to inhale her familiar scent. "You are the boss?" I asked trying to make certain that I heard everything that she was insinuating."Yes, I am" She took a step backward held my hand once more, and walked into our bedroom. "Wait here so I will call the
Isabella's POV"Get out," I said to the Doctor. Thankfully he was done tending to the wound so he packed up his bag and hurried out of the room. "How dare you!" I glared at him, almost close to murdering him for trying to imply that I am a whore who can be bought."I should be the one asking you that" he glared at me but I couldn't care less about his glares at the moment, he was the one who was pushing it by belittling and disrespecting me in front of a man who knew nothing about me. He was reducing me to nothing and that hurts. I was a lot of things but never was I one of those women who are to be bought cheap. I hated it when someone reduced me to nothing when I was something in the eyes of Maxwell and everyone else. "How could you belittle me?""You belittled yourself when you flirted with him""With who? What was he talking about?" I was confused. Throughout the night I have not talked to anyone else other than him and even when Castel was trying to be naughty, I composed myself