I s a b e l l a POV"Isabella, I wanted to personally apologize for my behavior. I was acting out in selfishness," Valentino spoke huskily when he found us preparing to exit out of the house doors. I noticed how Alex looked agitated as he glared at his brother."It's fine," I told him, my voice soft, not sure if I meant it or not.He gave me a beautiful jaw-dropping smile before taking my hand into his and placing a small kiss on my knuckles. "You look especially beautiful," he complimented."È abbastanza, Valentino," Alex told him, annoyance clear in his voice. [ that's enough ]"What? Sono solo gentile," Valentino responded, smirking at his own words. I moved closer to Alex after he had wrapped his arm around my waist, connecting our bodies. It was crazy how they spoke of Alex being the one all scary and mighty, when all his brother had to do was look at you for your heartbeat to exhilarate. [ I'm being nice ]"Have fun on your date," he said before finally taking his intimidatin
We pulled away, leaving me to look out of the window to see as women and men walked in looking as if they were entering a high-class ball.Insecurities began to make me feel out of place, but I shook it off the moment they began to arise. The driver opened up our limousine door before Alex stepped out with a hand outstretched for me. I immediately slipped my hand into his before he helped me step out of the vehicle.The second my heels made contact with the pavement, I let go of his hand. A smile of mine was sent to the driver as a thank you, but all he did was respond with a curt nod.He didn't allow the 'letting go of hand' thing for too long as he placed my hand on the inside of his elbow before walking us towards the front of the restaurant. The man at the front was smiling an award-winning smile until his eyes found Alex's. Immediately, his jaw dropped as his eyes widened a little."Mister, Rossi," The man greeted before ringing the bell at the front of his desk. A waiter immedi
I heard the door to the estate close, alerting me that my brother and his little girlfriend had left the house for their date. My brother was always the type to do that sort of thing-dating, marriage, having kids. I, on the other hand, preferred the better side of things money, f*cking, and having women.It didn't take me long to enter my club. The first thing that caught my eye was Barbie. She was on the pole wearing her pink plastic-like lingerie set with heels to match. From the moment I met her, I knew she would do a phenomenal job by just standing there. It was the way men seemed captivated by just her appeal-it's what captivated me."Mr. Romano," a girl purred coming up to me with a tray of glasses. She had nothing on her body except nipple coverings and a thong. I reached over and grabbed a glass of whatever drink she put out. Just as she was about to walk off, I grabbed her by her wrist. "Tell Barbie she has a private dance, VIP room," I whispered in her ear before delivering
"Don't leave now, it was just beginning to get fun," I whispered in her ear. She placed her hand on my chest as I brought her in closer to me. My hand came up and tugged at her undone bra which she quickly gasped, rushing to hold it against her chest."W-What do you want, Mr. Romano?" She asked. "It's Valentino, and I've told you what I want. Want. You," I spoke, grabbing her hands away from her bra. She tried to pull away from my hands, but I wasn't having it."I have to go," she said, trying to get up once again."See, that's the thing, Barbie. I'm supposed to be 'handling' you right now. My brother was very upset about the whole Isabella thing," I smirked, loving how her fear and nervousness looked visibly noticeable as it skyrocketed."Please don't kill me. Valentino, I promise I won't screw up anymore," she begged. My d*ck twitched at the sound of my name coming from her mouth. Her body was right against mine, her sex was just pieces of fabric away. The temptation was screaming
Alex's POVIsabella had fallen asleep in the car. At first, she had been laughing about something, then suddenly, she fell into a cold silence. When we arrived back at the estate, I carried her all the way inside and up the stairs to her room. Laying her down, I took off her heels, placing them down on the floor beside her bed. I moved the blanket back, placing her under it before covering her entire body with it. Her hand reached out and grabbed mine as she sighed in contentment."G'night, Vince," she whispered out. I grabbed ahold of her hand, placing a kiss on her knuckles before rubbing them with the pad of my thumb. "Goodnight, Bella."I walked out of her room, closing the door softly before tightening my tie and walking down the stairs. I wandered down to my cellar room. A man strapped down to a chair by one of my Soldatos-soldiers.I looked at him for a while, standing in the dark shadows, leaning against the wall. His eyes were closed, but I knew he was awake. "When is it th
"Princess, i-it's going to be okay! Don't worry! Are you okay?" He asked, his voice quivering as a tear fell from his eyes."Please, daddy. I'm scared," her voice cried out. He began to sob uncontrollably before shaking his head. I brought my gun up, aiming in the direction of the door."Sean Ivanov. Please just let us go!" He cried out. I stood up from the floor, knowing exactly who the man he was speaking of was. A Russian. I grabbed my phone from my pocket, showing him as I paused the voice memo. It was a recording of his daughter, but it was false as to her being here in the estate. She was really in the comforts of her home, doing what the kids did best."Y-you fooled me," he quivered out. This time I smirked before grabbing him by his hair and whispering in his ear, "Look who's really the softie."When I let go, I immediately pressed the gun between his eyes. My finger slowly pulled back the trigger, staring him straight in the eye just as the bullet grazed the middle of his br
- I s a b e l l a -I rolled over on the bed feeling that I was absolutely alone. It didn't really surprise me that Alex didn't sleep in here seeing as he has his own room, but I had only assumed since last night went so great. At least, I think it went great.My head wasn't buzzing like I had expected it to. From the countless books and movies I've read and seen, they've always exaggerated the fact that there's normally a pounding headache, but I didn't seem to get one. It caused a frown on my face wanting the full drunk experience.Throwing the blanket off, my eyes cast themselves down to look at the red dress I was still wearing. So, it seems that we didn't do anything last night. The only thing that was different from my attire last night was my heels. I walked into the restroom, taking my time to turn on the water to allow it to heat up. The minute my eyes made contact with my own through the mirror that began to have beads of condensation all over it, I didn't know how to react
"No, he passed away a month ago," I explained to her, sadly. Proudness overtook my emotions and I didn't allow my voice to crack at the thought of how much I missed him. "I'm so sorry, Isabella. The same thing happened to me a couple of months ago after I came here, my sister passed away from cancer. My father was never in my life; he left when I was two, and my mother was a drug addict. She tried her best, though. I could see it in her eyes when she tried to cook or clean or walk us to school, but drug addiction was a disease that she couldn't fight," she explained. My entire heart sank at her story. It made me realize how much everyone is hurting all around everyone has a certain ache. "She reminds me a lot like you, you know? She had gotten the black hair from her father, and I had gotten my blonde hair from both my mother and father. And her smile? It lit up the room just like yours. I can remember," she chuckled at the memory as her eyes brimmed with tears, "she was laying dow