LOGIN**This book is the second book in the Billionaire series. It can be read as a standalone novel, but it is highly suggested that you read The Billionaire’s First Glance prior to this novel.** I, Zander Cavanaugh, the all-American football quarterback, have done something that could get me killed. I fell in love with the brilliant, curvy mafia princess Isabella Aventini at first sight. Everything about Isabella called to me: her captivating blue eyes, her soft caramel skin, every dip and curve of her voluptuous body was just the start. Isabella was smart, kind, and funny. The kind of girl you can’t help but fall in love with. I know she felt the same way as I did. We were drawn together like magnets, but that’s not how the mafia works. Isabella is a commodity to be sold or brokered for the sake of alliances and has been promised to the ruthless and cutthroat DeMarco family since birth — a fate she neither wants nor needs. Isabella’s father, Mafia Don Salvatore Aventini, has managed to keep us apart by sending Isabella away to finish high school. However, when fates aligned, Isabella not only ended up attending the same university as me, but she’s also my college-assigned tutor. I know there is no chance for us, and still I fell in love with her, knowing it could mean my death.
View More4 years laterIsabella’s POVThe last four years have been a whirlwind. I now sat in our Miami condo putting the final touches on my dissertation for my doctorate in Economics. Mama came down for a month to look after the twins so I could concentrate on my work. We moved to Miami three years ago so I could attend UM and Zander could practice with the Miami Football Club. We lived in an apartment until a couple of months ago, when we decided to move to a condo on Miami Beach. It was EXPENSIVE, but Carrington had decided to buy it as a present for us.Zander signed an entry contract with the Miami Football Club a couple of years ago and has been on their roster, but hasn’t played a game yet because they want to develop him further. Zander requested that the full contract amount be donated to charity in his name. We both agreed that Zander was playing because it was his passion, not for money. Right now, he’s at training camp.“Momma, Nonna wants to know where the brown sugar is,” Sophia
2 years laterZander’s POVI couldn’t believe it was here already - the end of April and the Football league draft. I still had 2 exams to go, so even though I was invited to the draft weekend, I couldn’t justify it. Plus, I had seen a lot of players being drafted celebrating from home. My team and my university were my home for 8 months of the year. I wanted my success to be theirs as well. My coach at LSU had made it a big production. It was on the big screen in the press area of the stadium. My entire family, Izzy’s family, and our family friends were here as well. I especially wanted my sister, Amelie, to be here. I wouldn’t have been standing here today without her. The press is here, since several of us qualify for the draft. Niles and Devo should get drafted as well today. After our first year heartbreak of barely qualifying for the playoffs, we won the championship two straight years.“This is pretty embarrassing if I don’t get picked,” I told Isabella as she adjusted my colla
Zander’s POV“Not a word of this to Izzy,” I demanded. “Do I make myself clear?”Everyone either nodded in agreement or said yes.“I don’t want her to worry about this at all,” I stated. “Especially since it’s been taken care of. I’m going to check on Izzy. I’ll text you when she’s ready for visitors.”“We’ll keep you updated on Morgan as well,” Kimmy advised.“Sounds great,” I said, as I turned to head back to Isabella’s room.I slowly pushed the door open, and I was greeted by the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. My little bunny, fast asleep, looked like an angel with her hair splayed around her. I have never loved this woman more than I do right now.I glanced over at Nina in the corner of the room. She was sitting there knitting. Nina knits? The scary former Mafia Donna was over in the corner, knitting baby clothes.“What?” Nina whispered.I walked towards her. “I didn’t picture you as a knitter,” I softly chuckled.“My Nonna taught me,” Nina shrugged. “Isabella can knit, too.
****Trigger warning — stillborn infant death****Zander’s POVNonna what?!?“Nonna!” Salvatore exclaimed. “How could you?”“I was desperate,” Nonna advised. “I couldn’t let Mia Bella marry that monster!”“That wasn’t your choice to make. You were basically forcing her to get pregnant,” Mama expressed.“Stop!” Isabella yelled. “I don’t care. I don’t. I have two beautiful children and the man that I love as my husband. I don’t hate you, Nonna. I love you so much for helping me get what I wanted in life. Maybe it was earlier than I expected, but I wouldn’t trade my life for anything. Right now, what I need is everyone’s support and sleep. So, if you’re all going to argue, take it outside.”I looked at Nonna, Salvatore, and Nina. They were all standing there with their mouths gaping open. On the other hand, Amelie, Zander, and I all had smirks on our faces.“Sorry, Mia Stellina,” Salvatore said, walking to her and kissing her on her forehead.The nurse walked into the room. “Hi, I’m Nurse
Isabella’s POVI can’t believe my family is moving into the same building as us. Marco and Marcela will be ecstatic to be so close to Logan and Eliza. I’m thrilled to have Mama and Papa so close to me while I’m home from school.“How does Nonna feel about this?” I asked.“Well, that’s another thing
Isabella’s POVThe pain in my stomach is overwhelming. I threw up all over the floor.“Stay calm, Isabella,” Nurse Anna insisted. “Panic won’t help the situation.”“Ok, I’ll try,” I said, closing my eyes and taking deep breaths. I started taking deep breaths, but my head was spinning. People rushed
Isabella’s POV“The truth is,” Nonna said, looking down at her hands. “The Aventini dynasty ended with Francesco Aventini.”“Nonna, what are you talking about?” Papa asked, puzzled.“When I wed Francesco, I was already pregnant,” Nonna stated. “Salvatore, your father was Paulo DeMarco’s son.”Papa
Isabella’s POVWhen I came to, I was confused. Where am I? I looked around. It looked like the back of an ambulance?!? What is going on here?“Isabella, my name is Stacy. Can you look at me?” A female voice asked.I turned my head to look over at the source of the voice.“Good job, Isabella,” Stacy












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