Chapter Two

ISABELLA POV

Adrenaline fills my entire body and my skin covers in goosebumps as I turn around without thinking It through.

“No please!!”

I hear the deep voice yell out again and my feet carry me towards the door at the edge of the room.

I grip the metal handle, afraid of what I could possibly see, but I pull the door open, my eyes landing on a site that makes me wish I never opened the door.

“Ahhhhh!!” I yell out as the man's neck is twisted to the side.

His body drops to the floor with a heavy thud revealing the tall and muscular man standing in front of the now dead body.

His eyes turn cold as they land on me, A scream erupts from my mouth, my heart thumping in fear, he runs towards me, his fingers clamping across my mouth immediately 

The scent of his perfume, A rich and smoky scent that reeks of luxury and sophistication slides through my nostrils immediately calming me 

But the sight of the dead Body dropping to the floor shocks me and the adrenaline in my system kicks in again.

My eyes widen as his fingers clamp around my waist pulling me closer to him allowing me to feel the hard muscles of his body.

“Keep quiet if you don't want to die!” he says harshly, his deep and baritone voice vibrating around my body but the threat that comes with it slams me out of my imagination.

I immediately bite down on his hand making him pull away, I turn around ready to run out of the room when he grabs onto me, pulling me towards him, he slides us behind a rack of shelves, balancing me on the shelf with his legs in between mine.

“Fuck!!” we hear a deep voice yell out from behind the shelf

My heart pounds in my chest, my cleavage rises and falls in fear, as we hear them hit the table in the room aggressively.

“Let's check the club,” one of the men says and they quickly run past us through the open door.

We pause in the darkness a second longer, my eyes turn to him, his bright blue eyes still reflecting back at me even in the dark.

My heavy pants fill the room as we pause, our eyes heavily crashing making my heart pound louder.

I immediately come to my senses over what just happened pushing him off me

He stumbles, his mouth pulling open in shock.

“Did I just push Dominic Deluca?” I lift a brow at myself in shock, not realizing I said the words out loud.

“Yes, you did” his baritone voice fills the room making me shake in my 6-inch heels.

He walks out of the dark, fixing his fingers in his pockets. He turns his head slightly to me, pulling out a hand to push his dark hair to the side underneath his hat.

“You just..you killed” I whisper in shock, fear coursing through me as I stumble out from the shelf 

My eyes land on the dead body on the floor again and my finger shake in fear, sweat covers my forehead and runs down my back.

He strides past the body simply, like the dead man on the floor was not just screaming out for help a few moments back, “You shouldn't have been here” he whispers, the words send shivers down my spine.

“You killed him” I whisper, gulping down the lump in my throat but I suddenly can't as my words hook on my lips.

He shrugs with no care in the world, his expression unchanging, “He owes me and Debts need to be collected” he says, his tone detached as if this was some simple business transaction

He moves towards the window pulling open the blinds a bit to peek out.

“You killed him because of money?” I yell out in shock my eyes widening at the thought of it

He turns to me, his lip in a straight line, “I always take back what belongs to me, people have to pay whichever way, even with their life” his deep voice fills the room, pausing as his eyes meet with mine, burning with intensity but he swiftly turns his gaze back to the body on the ground.

He turns to the door in the room as it bursts open, four men pouring through.

My heart stops as my eyes lands on the guns in their hands ready to protect their master.

“Boss!!” one of the men yells out and upon spotting me, he turns the gun to my face immediately 

I jump in shock, my heart pounding and sweat dripping down my face, probably ruining my makeup.

Dominic's voice cuts through the room filling with tension with every second, “Luca, Miss Isabella is not the concern here” he says as the room falls into deep silence, all eyes turning to him.

He lifts his hand pointing to the body on the floor and to the door behind me, “Get rid of this, and his men went outside, get them for me” he points to the other guards.

“Luca, escort Miss Isabella home” he says simply, he pulls on his hat, a smirk on his lip as he walks past me, he disappears through the doors and the man in the middle, Luca I think walks towards me.

“You should not tell anyone about this,” Luca says with a fake smile on his face as he leads me through the doors, the sound of deep bass music booming in my ears, blocking out the rest of his threat.

He escorts me back to the crowd of club goers and I stand there in shock at what I just witnessed, as I move through the throng of people to find Bianca my heart stops

“He called me Miss Isabella,” I swallow my eyes moving around the club disoriented.

Realization fills me and everything And everyone around me blurs out “He knows my name” I say suddenly, my heart dropping into my chest.