Isadora, The Mafia Queen

Isadora "One night with me would change your life." My stepbrother's rancid, alcohol breath wafted over my face, and the look in his eyes made me shudder with revulsion. "Get away from me," I cried, trying to push him off, but he weighed twice my weight not to mention that he got aggressively strong when he was drunk. "Don't be a goody two shoes," his hand reached out and began to creep up my thighs, "Aren't you tired of living like a pathetic slave? If you submit to me, you could_" His words ended with a howl of pain as I raised my knee and connected it sharply with his groin. Georgio staggered back, screaming like a little girl, his green eyes filling with tears. "You bitch!" He roared. "One of us is screaming like a bitch right now, and it isn't me," I spat. Just as I made to turn around and flee as fast as I could, his hand shot out and grabbed the loose material of my dress, yanking me backward. I let out a pained cry as I was flung into the wall, my head knocking into th

Isadora"The cargo has arrived safely," a deep voice said. I blinked my eyes open, wincing at the light that assaulted my eyes. As soon as my eyes got used to the light, I realised two things. The first was that I was in an unfamiliar room, and the second was that there was a large man standing with his back to me at one of the windows. I must have made a startled sound because he suddenly turned. I sucked in a breath as his dark eyes locked on mine. He was easily the most gorgeous man I had ever seen in my life. Dark hair fell over his head and into eyes that were impossibly dark. He had high cheekbones, a sharp jawline and full pink lips. Tattoos curled up his neck and down his muscular arms, and the dark t-shirt and jeans he had on looked like he had been poured into them. My mouth immediately went dry. "Who are you?" I blurted out, glancing around, "Where am I? What do you want from me? I promise I don't know anything about Dimitri." His eyes narrowed, "So what you're saying

Isadora."Him?" I screeched. "Impossible!" Viktor cried, "He's nothing but a thug.""And you're nothing but a minion in a bespoke suit," Ivan said, eyes flickering dismissively over the other man. He bristled, "You think you can walk in here and try to weasel your way into become the head of the cartel? I won't let you take advantage of Mr. Gonzales and his granddaughter." The taller man's mouth quirked up at one corner, "Advantage? If there's anyone taking advantage of the other, it's them. I don't want to be married, and even if I wanted to, I don't want to be married to a kid_" "I'm not a kid, and I don't want to be married to you either," I spat, turning to face my grandfather, "There has to be someone else." He shook his head at me, "Santiago is a good man." "He's a mercenary," Viktor cried incredulously, "He lacks loyalty, doesn't believe in familial ties or roots and neither does he respect the agency of the Cartel." For once, Viktor and I were in perfect accordance. Eve

IsadoraThe sound of a knock on the door roused me from my sleep."Yes", I answered drowsily"Good morning Isadora, the service starts by 10 a.m, you need to be ready before then " Viktor announced behind the closed door."Understood"I remained on the bed, meditating and imagining how eventful today would be.Thirty minutes later, I was fresh out the shower.I ran my hands through the closet, looking for a dress that'd be suitable for a funeral service.A high neck black dress, paired with a belt having white stripes at the end piqued my interest and I tried it on.It suited me perfectly.It was fitted at the top, exposing my quite full chest, with a narrow, matching belt that cinched at the waist, creating a defined silhouette.For some reason, I imagined what Ivan would think when he sees me in this."I must really be going crazy " I said and quickly brushed the thoughts off .I chose a nice pair of black slingback heels, and put on some earrings and a wristwatch.I stared into the

IsadoraLater that evening, I took a shower and fell into bed, eager to just rest.I woke up some time later, unsure how long I'd been asleep, but sure I needed to go get something to eat, and this time around, I was going to prepare it myself.I headed down to the kitchen. A few maids were there, and after I discharged them, I rummaged through the cupboards searching for what to make.After settling on a plate of grilled cheese sandwiches with a cup of juice, I headed out to the balcony to enjoy the view as I ate."Isadora"Bewildering how I could now recognise that voice before seeing who it belonged to. I turned around to face him.He had on a pair of grey sweatpants with a black tee which only made him even more attractive, something I hadn't thought was possible."Ivan," I replied, struggling to sound as firm as possible even though my heart was racing a little."I didn't think I'd find you out here," he stated as he stepped closer, cigarette in hand."Could say the same about yo