Read my second book, CAUGHT BETWEEN TWO ALPHAS
"Good morning sleepy witch" Alessandro said gently and smiled as Isabelle sat up, stretching lazily. "Hmm.. I smell lots of things" Isabelle observed and be removed strands of her hair from her face. "I made breakfast for you" He muttered with a sheepish smile. His phone rang and he sprang up to take it, he answered the call and walked out. "Good morning Sir.... No sir, I haven't found anything... Work with the president securities?! Sir I'd like to work alone because I don't work well with others and it'll be hard to work with them... Okay Sir, I understand” He concluded and brought the phone back to the room. "Who was that?" She demanded immediately he entered. "A business associate, what do you wanna do today?" "Hmm.. Have my bath, have a long round of sex and eat lots of food" She replied sultrily and he sighed. "Wouldn't you go to your studio? You must have lots of endorsement deals and other offers" He suggested and she shrugged. "I don't care about them for now" "I have
Isabelle woke up, she looked around and saw a dress on the dresser. “What's that for?" She demanded with a yawn. "Miss your previous appointments have been rescheduled and in the next 30 minutes, you have a meeting with Nikky Wears, you have an interview with Celebrity Lifestyle and a few others today" The maid read out. "Cancel all my appointments except for Nikky wears which you'll reschedule in the next two hours, bring out a bikini and take my breakfast to the pool" She ordered as she stood up. "Miss, the president..." The maid stuttered. "Just do as I say. If the president has a problem then he should confront me!" Isabelle cut off and entered the bathroom. She had her bath and walked out in a robe with a towel wrapped around her hair. She changed into the bikini, took her sunshades, wore another short robe, and walked out. Alessandro's What was taking her so long, it has been an hour and a few minutes since I got here, what is wrong with her? Is she fine? The president
"That's enough princess, let's go home" Alessandro announced as he held Isabelle hand and was about to drag her but she pulled her hand back roughly. "I’m not done yet, I still wanna have fun" She replied, going back to the guy she was dancing with and the look of pleasure on the guy's face angered Alessandro. "You've had enough fun, you've gotten yourself drunk, you've danced, what else do you want?!" He demanded furiously and she placed her hand on his shoulder. "The type that would make me scream, the air filled with the smell of raunchy sex and waking up in the arms of someone the next day. Is it too much to ask for?" She whispered in his ear and he sucked in his breathe. He searched around for Aurora and Elena and decided that they had left when he couldn't find them.“Nice, they left her behind. She's such a dummy" He thought and was taken aback when he saw a guy angle Isabelle's head for a kiss. Furiously, he pushed the guy and drew Isabelle to himself. "So masculine" She
"Take me to the studio" Isabelle instructed immediately she entered the car and Alessandro checked the schedule "Sorry ma'am, you have an interview with celebrity lifestyle in the next 8 minutes, there's no time to go to the studio" Alessandro replied and started driving to the TV station. Isabelle wanted to yell at him, pull his hair, punch him and hurt him but she just kept her cool, sitting silently and making a reminder to confront her father at home. He parked the car and she alighted, heading inside. The interviewer, Mia was very happy when she saw Isabelle. Cheers rang in as Andrea walked inside. The producer instructed everyone to take their places as the show began. The show was being recorded live and Roberto had swtiched on the television, wishing Isabelle doesn't say anything that'll tarnish his image. "Hello Andrea, Hello Isabelle, it’s nice to see you guys together” Mia called out with a smile and both replied. Andrea glanced at Isabelle who didn't spare him a glanc
"Thank you so much" Isabelle muttered, using the blanket to cover her sweaty body. "You're the one whom I should thank, you came to me. I'm sorry for being sarcastic that time" He mumbled, drawing her close to himself. "I haven't forgiven you and don't think I won't take my revenge later" She joked and he burst into laughter. "What's wrong? You don't look happy" "I'm getting married to Andrea" She dropped the bombshell and he flinched with shock. "You're what! I thought you hated him?" "I do hate him but my father is forcing me to get married to him. He has threatened to kill me if I don't" She disclosed, sitting up. "What are you going to do? Are you gonna sit quietly and let him sell you off?" Alessandro questioned, anger visible in his voice. "There's nothing I can do, he's throwing a ball tomorrow to announce the wedding plans. I wish I could do something but I'm powerless. There’s no hope for me” She muttered, sobbing lightly. "No, don't cry. I'll help you tomorrow" "How
Roberto was shocked and couldn't understand what was wrong with both father and son. A doctor rushed inside and with the help of guards, they were both conveyed to the car. The doctor came out after some minutes, shaking his head, he informed Roberto that they had consumed a hard drug which was affecting them at that time and would wear off after a few hours. Roberto was furious, he knew Mario didn't take drugs and his mind drifted to Isabelle. He stared at her angrily and she glared at him. "Do you know anything about this?" He questioned and she shook her head, a smile curved on her lips. "You kept me locked in the house since, how would I give them drugs?" She retorted and Roberto left, ordering Alessandro to bring Isabelle back home. Isabelle didn't utter a word as she was led to the car and Alessandro wondered what was going on in her mind. "I can't thank you enough, you e helped me so much. Thank you" Isabelle broke out, hugging Alessandro immediately they entered the car.
“Take me home now!” Isabelle thundered and Alessandro entered the car without uttering a word.“Would you like to tell me about it?” He inquired when the journey started, she kept silent for some minutes and decided it wouldn’t hurt to talk to someone.“I’m just tired of everything and everyone. They all think being the president’s daughter is a blessing and I got the role because of my father, that's true but they think I can’t be good at anything. Why? For Pete sake, I'm human too and I get hurt by some words” She whimpered, wiping her eyes and Alessandro’s gaze softened.“They think that way because that’s what you’re making them think. Prove to them that you can be the best by acting your roles perfectly, ignore their remarks and minimize your complaints”“Don't give in to their taunts, if they say anything to you, ignore them. You don't need them. I’ve never for once thought you wouldn’t be good at acting, you just have to prove it, wipe those tears and cheer up, we’re going to th
“Get the funds ready, we’re taking the jet. We would export them to Canada then the guys would take them to the bank” Roberto said to Mario who nodded. “Is it when we get back that we would discuss the wedding?” Mario requested. “Wedding? What the fuck went wrong that night? You ruined it, got the news talking and now you’re talking about the wedding. Do you know the miles I had gone just to clear your name?” Roberto flared and Mario inhaled. “I’m sorry, we were tricked into taking drugs. We tried to find out who did it but there was no clue. We didn’t know how it happened but it’ll never repeat itself” Mario pleaded and Roberto nodded, his phone beeped and he checked the notification. “Let’s go” He instructed and they both left the office, they entered the limousine that awaited their arrival and drove to the airport. “Why isn’t Ann here? Is she waiting at the airport already?”“She quit, had a fight with Isabelle over the scandal. She’ll come around later” Roberto shrugged and M