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"My darling you are a good girl are you not? And good girls don't curse do they?" he mocked.
Isabella looked at him shocked and her breath was caught into her chest. She had heard these words a very very long time ago.
But the question was how did he know? or was it all just a coincidence!
Her head went back to the memories buried deep in her mind.
*3 years ago
Isabella was on her way back home from the school. The day had been pretty exhausting and she wanted nothing more than to just sleep.
Just when her house was in her eyesight she saw her mother, Mrs Parker talking with a fellow neighbour. The fellow neighbour was Mrs Smith.
The woman was known for being the gossip queen of the entire town.
Instantly Isabellas gaze went back to the Dexter's house. He looked pissed off and the sound of his curses Could be heard a few house afar.
Isabella quickly look back to her house to make sure that neither her mom nor Mrs Smith h
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It wasn't like he was smirking her or taunting her but more like he was genuinely curious about what she wanted from her life and there was so much that she actually did."Answer me love! what do you want?" He asked again. The way his fingers were holding on to her neck and the way his thumb caressed her cheeks ever so lightly not in a sexual way But in a way that made her feel special."Will you give me what I want?" She asked lightly."Anything except your wish of leaving" he answered.That's what made her snap out of the dream she was in and made her realise that the man caressing her cheek and making her feel special was actually a monster who had kidnapped her and was not letting her go. She pushed him away with all her might and it was like he had also let down his guard because he actually moved away and when he looked up his eyes were a blaze with fury and shock.His hand roughly grabbed her arm before he pushed her flush into himself and I
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"What do you mean?" She asked looking here and there."Goddamit look at me when I am talking to you isabella! You know what I am talking about" he growled before Putting his index finger below her chin and making her look up. She looked into his blue orbs nervously."We both know you are not the sort of person who quits on family Christmas and thanksgiving just like that. You don't quit that easily on your family. You take it way too seriously to miss it for going out with your friends and that's the worst possible excuse you could give.Also you are the not the person for small talks so even if you were quitting on family Christmas and thanksgiving for some reason.You would write tons of lines explaining and apologizing probably a hundred times.This is the most unbelievable lie you could ever feed to your family which will eventually make them suspicious and make them come here looking for you and that's the catch loveThat's what you wan
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Once Marco has left after an hour or so Isabellas stomach started growling in hunger. Now she was less sad and more mad.So she decided to make a task list in her head1. Take a revenge on the monster McCoy and trouble him so much that either lets her go or kills her.2. Talk to monster McCoy to ask someone get her stuff from her hostel because she desperately need a new pair of clothes.3. Get the fudging food because she was starving.In her head the third one sounded the most urgent. So she walked out towards the kitchen where again she found Lindsay pissed of this time but still cooking."Someone seems in a bad mood" Isabella commented."Don't ask" Lindsay replied annoyed chopping of the carrots with even more force that it scared Isabella that she was either going to end up with four fingers or the chopping board what was going to be cut into half.And not wanting to be the object below her knife Isabella turned around to
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"I am leaving""What do you mean by you are leaving? Didn't you say that Mr McCoy doesn't like food made by anyone else except for you?" Isabella asked."Oh God no! Me and Marco are childhood friends. I am not his chef. I thought you were one of his one night stands or maybe something like that so I just wanted to get on your nerves" Lindsay chuckled."I am confused" Isabella declared."I don't stay here, I live in Italy where Marco lived as a child. I was in a pretty bad place before his father rescued me and welcomed me in the family after while they shifted here to America but I still prefer to live in Italy" she explained."So you are leaving for Italy today?" Isabella asked."Tomorrow morning actually" Lindsay corrected."so when are you going to come back" Isabella asked dishearted."I usually come back in six months or sometimes a year to visit the family" Lindsay explained."I know this will sound weird since I h
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"You Are a terrible actor" He suddenly spoke and Isabella couldn't breathe anymore.She still pretended to be asleep hoping that he would leave. From what experience that she had, She wasn't a terrific actor but she wasn't bad either. There were so many instances when these acting skills of course had gotten her out of the trouble she dragged her ass into. So it was shocking for her how he could figure out that she was acting to be asleep.But then again this was Marco McCoy they were talking about, The guy was freaking weird and a mafia leader which meant that nothing about him was predictable."Do I need to give you an Oscar regarding your terrible acting For you to wake up or you can wake up yourself" He asked this time amusement shining in his voice.Isabella gave out a groaning voice before she got up. This was weird. Even if she was sitting on the bed he was way too taller than her. She could use that an excuse to not look at his face but when he cl
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But when she finally reached into the hallway. The fear that she felt made her throw the glass of water into the air and scream in the loudest possible voice."Ahhhhhh"She started moving backwards a little when all the water came crashing down right on her head."What the hell" he growled And for the first time in her life she was glad to see her kidnapper."Marco" she breathed in And before she knew it, she was hugging him.She could feel him freeze for a moment before he wrapped his warm arms around her and even though by now the warning bells had started ringing in her ears reminding her who is she was hugging she didn't wanted to get out of the warm embrace.Suddenly his palm Started rubbing her back as he mumbled in her ears."Breath darling!" His voice thick with accent.And that's what made her gasp in reality and leave his embrace in one go.Marco's face looked a little annoyed but she couldn't be sure due to th
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"Because it's my decision to make....."Marco didn't knew what to say so he said what first came into his mind."Because it's me who will decide if you live or die, If you breathe the forth coming years or Or lie in the grave at this very moment. It does not matter what you think or what you want because it is me who will decide so if I want you to be alive it means that you will be alive irrespective of how much you want to die.You are my little toy and I will decide to scrap you in the bin or take you to bed with me" Marco concluded.His words were still ringing inside her ears even after two hours of that incident. Sleep was far away from her and and there was something very different about how he got mad when she talked about dying. Almost as if he couldn't bring himself upon to even think of the possibility of her dying but then also remained of the fact that he had himself concluded that her life was in his hand like she was some toy belonging to h
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