Bella stretched her aching muscles after a long day of serving customers who came and went without stopping at the cafe where she works. The cafe was quite busy that day because it was the weekend. Her intention was to visit Darrel in the hospital afterwards and get some information from her friend about the attack he had experienced.
After saying goodbye to her colleagues and manager, Bella left the cafe with a cheerful face. However, just a few meters away, a familiar black sedan stopped right next to her. She could already guess who the driver of the sedan was. Bella immediately put on an unfriendly expression when she saw Pablo approaching her.
"What do you want now?" she asked sarcastically.
"Mr. Vilante invites you for dinner. Please come with me," he said.
"Dinner? Go with you? Are you trying to trick me? You must have planned to kidnap me and sell me on the black market, right?" Bella ranted.
"Can you stop being so annoying and make my job easier?" Pablo opened the back door of the car and asked Bella to get in quickly.
"Hey, Mr. I-Forget-Your-Name, do you think I'm a stupid girl? Do you think I will just go along with your request? How can I guarantee my own safety?" Bella continued to argue.
Pablo lost his patience. He actually intended to talk politely to the girl and invite her in a respectful manner. However, as usual, Bella's bitter mouth was so talkative and accused him of wanting to do harm. He was easily angered by anything that annoyed him, and she was one of them. An annoying girl who was targeted by his boss.
Without hesitation, he grabbed Bella's arm, squeezed it, and forcibly put her in the car. Bella screamed for help, but unfortunately, no one saw the incident because the street was so empty at that time.
"Shut up, Miss Annoying! Do you still want to live, don't you?" Pablo, who was now behind the wheel, pointed his gun at Bella's head. The girl instantly went silent and raised her hands. Her heart was beating fast. This bastard seemed really determined to blow her head off if she kept screaming and resisting.
Yes, what kind of dream did Bella have last night that she had to experience a kidnapping like this? It was clear to her that these people were members of a gang. Marco Vilante, as Darrel suspected, was a dangerous mafia leader. Bella never thought she would have to deal with these dangerous people. It was all because of that damn accident that led to her being kidnapped like this.
The journey to who knows where took twenty minutes until they finally arrived at a very luxurious mansion. Bella didn't even know that such a luxurious mansion existed in the outskirts of Brooklyn. Who was the owner? Could it be Marco Vilante? If that's true, it meant that he was a billionaire.
"Take care of this girl. Make her as beautiful as possible," Pablo instructed two women dressed as maids, complete with white aprons and lace headbands, to bring Bella into a room. The room, of course, was guarded by two armed guards. Bella shuddered when her gaze met one of the guards who stared at her sharply. It was as if he was warning her that if she dared to escape, he wouldn't hesitate to finish her off.
"What is your name, Miss?" one of the servants asked when she asked Bella to take off her clothes and handed her a towel to cover her naked body.
"Bella. And I don't know why I was kidnapped and brought here. That damn man said I was invited to dinner with Marco Vilante. Because I refused, he forced me to come here," Bella vented her frustration. Since only two servants were in the room who Bella was sure weren't armed, she let out her anger.
"Mr. Vilante did invite you. And we are here to dress you up," the servant said.
"Well, is that how you invite someone to come? Crazy! God ... what century am I living in?" Bella raised her face and shook her head. "Besides," she continued, "why do I have to be dressed up? Do I look ugly?"
"That's Mr. Vilante's order. We're just doing our job." Bella squinted at the servant who was now smearing her body with some kind of cream.
"How long have you been working here?" Bella asked.
"We were born here and continued our parents' work. Our parents used to work for Mr. Vilante. He brought our family from Italy. Now we work for Young Master Vilante."
"Marco?" Bella guessed.
"Exactly, Miss__"
"Millers. Bella Millers."
"Alright, Miss Millers, we will massage you to make you feel more relaxed." Bella took a deep breath. She just agreed when offered a massage. It just so happened that her body muscles were tense. It was a free massage, even though she had to go through an incident that made her afraid. Just imagine, that crazy man pointed a gun at her head.
After being massaged and her body felt light and refreshed, Bella was asked to sit in front of a dressing table and be made up with simple yet elegant makeup. Her slim figure was wrapped in a minimalist cream-colored dress. Her long hair was left loose but neatly arranged.
"You're ready, Miss Millers." The servant gave the finishing touches to Bella's thin lips. After that, Bella was escorted by two bodyguards who had been guarding the room to a place that had to pass through the backyard. There was a small building there similar to a pavilion. The walls were made of glass, so Bella could see a man in a black shirt sitting inside. The man who gave her three hundred dollars to fix her bike. Yes, it was Marco Vilante.
"Please come in," one of the bodyguards said, opening the glass door for Bella. The girl took a deep breath. She hesitated to step inside, but the bodyguard gently pushed her back, so now she stood in front of the door.
Marco, who was twirling his wine glass, smiled sideways at the sight of the sweet figure in a cream-colored dress. "Isabella Millers, please have a seat," he said with a deep and calm voice.
Bella pulled the chair across from Marco and sat down. She wanted to greet him, but her tongue remained tied. The room was so quiet. Only faint classical music by Vivaldi could be heard. Bella prepared herself or rather her courage, in case Marco Vilante did something she didn't want. Indeed, Bella had to admit. The aura Marco radiated made his conversation partner seem speechless and not knowing what to do. Although earlier Bella wanted to protest against the kidnapping act committed by Marco's lackey towards her.
"My name is Marco," he said, placing his wine glass on the table.
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Bella was perfectly still in her place, the image that Marco had brought her literally paralyzed her. His lips seemed locked, unable to utter a word from there. No small talk, not long after Bella sat in a chair with her body stretched out. Some in white aprons as well as a chef's distinctive cap and cap enter the room carrying a load of delicious-looking dishes, the dishes that were previously arranged on the trolley and then one by one are transferred to the table. The table beside him sat their great master and his special guest, the cooks did their duty with silence. Dare not make a sound even in the slightest. When they finished moving all the meal, they simply lowered themselves before leaving the two still in their seats. "Please enjoy, miss miller!" Marco says, enjoying the meal that is available in front of him, in contrast with the very Bella who is squinting at his eyes. Looking intently at the dishes, as if making sure there was nothing suspicious about any of the dishe
"What the hell do you want?" the bells reflex hearing what Marco is saying can't be denied if he feels so angry at that arrogant man in front of him. And they never knew each other before, but how could that Marco guy do that to him? Contrary to Bella's intense emotion, Marco stood up at the door and shoved his hands into the pockets of the black casual pants he was wearing. His handsome face was too cold with sharp eyes on Bella, as well as one of the corners of her lips attracted to the smiling."Take care of him, don't let him leave until I say so!" "Remember, miss miller, one step out of my door. "Then a bullet will Pierce your friend's body!" continues Marco to Bella after he gave his instructions to his handmaiden, done again threatening Bella. Marco strode off to walk away from the room that Bella was in with his attendant, paying no attention to Bella's Shouting out for clarity. Asking for an explanation as to why Bella was kept in her quarters, and for her, Marco was only
"Oh, no! I have to go to work!" Bella exclaimed after coming out of the bathroom and then looking at the clock on the wall that says half past seven in the morning, half an hour later she would be late! Bella's gegas is running, heading to the wardrobe that's in the corner of her room. But her pace came to an abrupt end when she wasn't in her apartment, when it seemed to come back to the fact that she was still in Marco's house. "Miss miller, come with me. I've packed your clothes!" Alexa, Bella had to walk alexa into the closet. Bella's eyes suddenly leapt to the silhouette of a woman's clothing and styles, so she was convinced that the single item on the hanger would have cost a lot. Still busy with the sight so pleasing to the women when alarmed by the presence of alexa, she brought a dress of navy short sleeves that still looked new."Please miss, you can wear this. Madam don't worry because it's safe, all the clothes here are fresh. "Alexa blurted out the dress in her hand to
Pablo had lost his mind as he listened to the Bella cry, and in his heart he recognized his master's line of sight was so beautiful. Especially when she was appropriately dressed, low-maintenance makeup, anda moderate hairdo. He was also very fit, not too thin, but not too contained. Realizing that he had been too brazen to praise his master's woman, pablo immediately bowed his head. Afraid when the master finds out what he's doing. "Don't be so confident miss, even alexa is so much prettier than you!" pablo retorted while alexa now looked nervous, in contrast to the very decih Bella who heard pablo's excuses."If I wasn't, your arrogant boss would never have kept me in this place!" Bella retorted, hearing him pull his corner of her lips up and form a cynical smile. Her lips speak eloquently to Bella not speak ill of her master, or she will suffer the consequences alone. "Well, you better get going. Surely Lord is waiting for you, don't let her down!" leraj alexa, when he normaliz
Her stubbornness eventually led pablo to surrender, leaving the house that Bella was living in and returning to Lord vilante. Intending to report what Bella had said to him, Lord vilante's response was surely furious. She doesn't believe a little girl like Bella has the courage to defy her commands, but on one side she also feels fascinated by Isabella's character. Marco vilante feels he's not wrong to target Bella as his would-be girl, that girl is a woman of courage as well as firmness in her heart. Remind Marco vilante that if he isn't a kind man, then he thinks about realizing what Bella said about pablo."Give my little girl a lesson pablo, make her regret disobeying me. A regret that would stop him from ever resisting and replying to my orders!" Marco said with a cold look and a sharp look on his part. "Well, Sir, I'll do what you want me to do." said pablo, he sure as hell knows what to do to make Bella regret her stubborn decision. By his hand, pablo wanted to tear Bella t
Bella couldn't hide her surprise when she heard what alexa had to say, how could anyone be immune to the law? All of this created more and more confusion in Bella's mind as to who Marco was, why did he seem to have so much power? "Against master Marco is useless, miss. Better from now on you obey and no longer argue, it would be safer for miss!" alexa said before leaving Bella in her solitude, leaving room on that line to think about what she would do after. Although the woman was also unsure of the destiny of Isabella, since any of those who had known or had an affair with Marco vilante, none of them had ever been heard to live in peace. Most of them have gone mad or lifeless, especially to those who know what Marco vilante looks like and what he does for a living. Even that man would never hesitate to take the life of a business associate or his subordinates who were taken by committing treason against him, no matter how small the cost was life. 'I don't understand how a young
"Miss, you must immediately get up and get ready. Mr Marco is waiting for you in the dining room, he says you should be there within the next thirty minutes." - degh! Bella gasped at alexa's words when she had just opened her eyes, she didn't expect to see him so soon. And yet, just yesterday he killed his friend to realize his threat, showing that he'd never play around with his words. Now he was in the same house that he was living in, even waiting for him. Ah, if Bella had known that even last night her lips had lost their innocence because of Marco's actions. Miss miller? "Alexa had alexa look at Bella as if she were still listening to what she said, her reflexes shocked and immediately said 'yes '. The girl then rose to her feet and entered the bathroom, as usual, Bella would never have helped her wash. He thought the only person who was helped to bathe was sickly, and he was a very healthy man. So it's only natural that she wouldn't want alexa to do that for her, but if she
Bella's breath seemed to condense in her throat when she heard the words coming out of Marco's mouth, even her eyes were full of disbelief in what Marco was saying. But that wasn't for long, because Bella was instantly in control of herself. Returning with his fake face to appear as if he had felt nothing of darrel's death, it was fortunate that Marco had noticed the change in his face. Thus, Bella could freely carry on her charade in front of Marco vilante, though still it could not dispel Marco's suspicion of her. As aman who has a lot of experience, especially in a person's character and character. Marco certainly knows how a person behaves, whether that is genuine or fabricated. However, for Bella's behavior this time, Marco does harbor suspicions of lies, but when Bella's attitude does seem so certain. "How about miss, don't you want to visit your best friend's grave?" lure Marco back, wanting to see more of Bella's reaction if she keeps talking about a man named darrel.In c