ISABELLA
Shit, I swore as I tried to focus on the food in front of me.It was impossible with the way the man in front of me was glaring at me. I could feel the intensity of his gaze on my face and it was all I could do not to crumple to the floor and admit what I had done with him the previous night.My legs still shook from the pleasure he had wrought in me and the nerve endings he had awakened still remembered him. I could feel the roughness of his palm against my throat and the scarf around my neck hid the hickeys he had implanted on my skin… a sign of ownership.Shit! I muttered again.It had been bad decision to follow him and right now that bad decision was staring me right in the fucking face and there was nothing I could do about it.I wondered why he was yet to say anything… why he was calm and laughing when I could feel myself melting.It wasn’t hot but I was sweating so bad and I could hardly taste the food I was forcing down my throat.“Isabella just finished schooling in the UK so she hardly knows anything about our culture. You will have to forgive her future mistakes as your wife” My father directed his talk to Luca, the son who smiled.He was staring at me too and I wondered if his father had mentioned anything… there was no way and this was just me overreacting.“I am sure I will be able to teach Isabella our cultures” Luca responded while I groaned inwardly.“Yes, you will have to” My father agreed.“I am sure Isabella has other qualities” Agosti spoke.I choked on my food, my eyes flying up to his in alarm.He was going to say something… I could feel it on the tip of his tongue and his harsh gaze in my direction.“She is a fan of the gardens” My father enthusiased. “Maybe after the meal, she will show Luca around and they can get to know each other”“Of course” Agosti accepted.I finished eating, reaching for the glass of water beside me and downing it.“I shall excuse myself” I told them. “I need to use the restroom”My father waved me away and I did not look in his direction while I dashed off, willing the breath back into my lungs.I reached my room, my knees weakening as I collapsed against the door.I wondered if he was going to keep quiet about what we had done and stop the marriage somehow or he was going to expose me to my father which was something he was mostly likely capable of doing.Whatever it was going to me, I was going to have to be prepared to face him.I took a deep breath and left my room, climbing down the stairs and heading back to the dining room.They were done eating and my father suggested that I escort Luca to the gardens.I had hardly noticed him in the presence of his father which was all encompassing so when he approached me, I took a time to look at him.He had his father’s look but I was sure he resembled his mother more with how soft his looks were compared to the elderly man.He put out his arm and I linked mine to his, walking out with him to the gardens.“These are very beautiful” He commented. “You cultivated them yourself?” He asked“I did” I smiled. “I was always in love with flowers and this was what I could come up with in my short time of being back” I explained.He touched the dandelions softly and I watched as his hand fell away and he turned back to me“We both do not want this marriage” He stated simply.“Yes” I responded.“But we have to go through with it because of our families so is there any way we become friends at least? We do not need to be sexual in any way, Isabella. I will not force you into my bed and you will not demand anything from me”“I think we can come to an understanding” I told him.He brought out his hand for a shake and I took it, relief flooding my veins.It was in this position that Agosti met us. He stared at me, his eyebrow raised while I blushed guiltily.“What are you doing here, Dad?” Luca asked, rolling his eyes.One could tell that he was tired of his father in the very same way I was tired of mine.“I wish to talk to your bride for a second if you do not mind” He said, his eyes still boring into me.I wished Luca would refuse his father and claim we were in a very serious discussion about my future but he did not and I knew that he would not.I did not think Agosti Deville had ever been refused of anything in his entire life.I watched Luca walk back inside and Agosti wait until he was sure his son was gone.“Rachael huh?” He shot at me“My name is Isabella Rachael Romano” I shot back, my heart beating wildly in my chest.“You are my son’s wife and I fucked you” He stated, approaching me.“We did not know and it does not matter” I breathed, backing away from him.He said nothing, merely backed me against the wall with his eyes angry and his breath harsh.He looked nothing like the man who had so carefully caressed my breasts and urged me on the night before.“It was a mistake and it would never happen again” I squeaked, resisting the urge to lick my suddenly dry lips.“You are wrong… it all depends on when and where.”“No” I breathed.“Oh… I did not think the word No existed in your vocabulary, Rachael” he drawled, his eyes twinkling in malice.“My name is Isabella” My eyes flashed in anger.“You are Rachael to me… my pleasure”My lips parted as his dropped so close to mine and for a moment I thought he was going to kiss me but then he murmured“We are so going to get to know each other better”It sounded like a threat and I could feel my heart jump in both delight and dreadAGOSTIThe ride back home was extremely quiet while I tried to think about the recent turn of events and how possible it was that the one person in the world that I had fucked in Las Vegas was now about to marry my son.I knew I had to end the marriage immediately. She was no longer fit to be my son’s wife especially with what I knew about her but I could not bring myself to say it.“Isabella is not bad for a wife” Luca commented some minutes later.I grunted a response, wondering if I should let him know now that I would never allow him marry that slut.“She has a calm personality and I think she and I would get along swell as husband and wife”I wondered if he was goading me… seeing what I would say about the whole marriage or maybe he wanted to know what she and I discussed in the gardens either ways I realized that I should not end the marriage until I discovered what kind of person Rachael… Isabella was.“You have not said anything since we left” Luca commented.“There is nothing
ISABELLASPAIN 17: 30TWO DAYS AFTER There was only one thing I could do and that was keep shut about the whole matter. It had been two days since the dinner evening and three since Agosti and I met and I have been walking on egg shells wondering as to when he would change his mind about keeping quiet and tell on me.Maybe call my father in the middle of the night and inform him of my exploits in Las Vegas.I could still hear his growl in my ear and each night when I went to sleep, I could feel his palm caressing me… his fingers digging deep into my pussy.I turned in my bed, sighing.What did I know about him anyways except for the things I had gotten from the media about his involvement with the Spanish mafia. It was said that he supplied them ammunition and sometimes helped them move some of their drugs.I liked to think that one did not rely on rumors which could basically be all false but for someone like Agosti, I liked to think everything said about him was true but could not
AGOSTI“I think I like her” Luca repeated for the umpteenth time.“I am sure to do” I grimaced.He had not stopped talking about Rachael… Isabella… I had to stop calling her Rachael or thinking about our night in Las Vegas.Anyways, all of our conversations had been about her ever since the night of the dinner and as much as I wanted to shut him the fuck up, I did not.It was a good thing he liked her. It only meant that there would not be any more arguments about how he did not want to get married to the girl but I also was angry at the fact that he liked her which I considered weird.This arrangement was not so he could fall in love with her, it was just so I could have access to the Romano’s diamond mine.I had heard a lot about it and although there has been no formal conversation between Angelo and I, he knew how interested I was in this just as much as every other person in Spain was.It was no wonder I found it surprising that he could not pay back the money he borrowed from me
ISABELLAI wasn’t a child having her first crush… I was an adult woman about to get married and somehow the sight of this man was enough to knock the breath out of my lungs.His tattoos peeking out from rolled up sleeves was enough to elevate my pulse and I was sure my blood pressure spiked when our eyes met.The air was charged but it would seem that we were the only ones who could see this.“Shall we?” The deep rumble of his voice jolted me and I thanked God I was sitting far away from him although it wasn’t far enough in my books.“Are you okay?” Luca, who had taken a seat in front of me asked.He looked amazing, like an absolute gentleman and…Your husband, I reminded myself.Of course I had to remember that and not let the estrogen and my stupidity get the better of me.“I am fine… you look amazing” I told him.He smiled, his eyes flashing with delight and I felt better about ogling his father while they walked in.I turned to my food, making sure to not look in his direction eve
AGOSTII led her away from the courtyard and straight to the kitchen for water or maybe something stronger since she was still shaking.I was livid… the blood pounding in my veins at what had almost happened…she had almost fucking died.“Sit” I ordered.She slid into the chair while I reached for a bottle of water which I passed to her while tapping my fingers rhythmically on her back.I waited until she was done and her shaking had subsided to an extent before I spoke.“What the fuck was that?” I snappedShe blinked, jolting at the harsh slap of my words but I was too far gone in my rage to stop.“I am sorry, I just wanted to…”“You wanted to get yourself fucking killed on my premises? What happened to the command I gave about you staying in that room till it was all over?”She said nothing, merely kept her eyes on me but I could see the beginning of tears in them.“You could have been killed or worse kidnapped and fucking tortured and all because you want to disobey orders?”I was h
ISABELLAI could still feel the cold press of the gun against the side of my head… the fact that my life had flashed before my eyes in an instant as the man whispered death threats in my ears.Tears pricked the corner of my eyes but I swept my lashes forward and sniffled to stop them from falling.I wasn’t going to cry… I would not show anymore that I was some blundering mess of weakness.“Are you okay?” Luca’s voice interrupted my racing thoughts.I had not heard him come in and it jarred me to think I was so in my head about what had just happened.“I am fine” I said instead, casting him a small smile.“You should not have followed me, for goodness sake… you almost died”“I know” I murmured.I allowed him hold me, patting my back gently while I thought about how his father had berated me.I could still feel the pain where he had tightened his grip on my hand.Fucking asshole, I thought“Can you walk?” Luca asked, his voice soft.“I should stay here for a while” I told him instead.H
AGOSTIIf the El Dorado cartel was after any mere man then he would be dead but quite fortunately, I wasn’t a mere man.I did not earn the tag of the devil by being one that was fucked with and although attracting their attention was bad for business, I had it now and therefore had to deal with it before it got any worse.I heard the soft patter of Luca’s footstep and reclined in my seat as he stepped into the dimly lit study.“What the fuck was that, father?” He asked, approaching me.“Foul language, Luca” I warned.“Take a seat” I muttered, pointing in the direction of the chair in front of me.He slid into one, his eyes steady on mine and I could almost hear the grinding of his teeth. It was something he always did when he was totally upset about something or totally furious and I could tell he was both at the moment.“I made a mistake” I stated matter of fact.“What have you done?” He asked me, sighing.“I have mingled with the wrongest of company and it is now coming to bite me i
ISABELLAI found it hard to sleep after my encounter with Agosti and although I would love nothing more than to blame it on the fact that I was still thinking about the gun to my head, I knew I was thinking about him.The way his dark eyes had caressed my body.The last thing I had wanted to do was cover it up… I wanted to be worshiped and he seemed like he could do that quite well.I turned over, sighing as I drew the duvet under my chin, my fingers slipping into it to touch my throbbing pussy.It did not help that it was a cold night and the object of all my fantasies and desires was a stride away from me.I wondered if he was thinking about me just as much as the thoughts of him ravaged the recesses of my mind.My legs parted of their own accord and I let out a pent up breath, my fingers wrapping around my clitoris and massaging it gently.I could still remember how his tongue had rendered me incapable of speech. I blew out a frustrated breath as I tried to capture the feeling of h