Thunder rumbled loudly and the sky lit up with lightning flashes. The rain poured heavily, yet Isabella didn't feel any of this. All she heard was Antonio's confession. The words resounded in her head repeatedly until that was the only thing she could comprehend. She looked up at him, taking in the expression on his face. He looked serious, his eyes dark and intense. He was looking straight into her eyes, and all she could see was honesty, and the unmistakable gleam of the love he just professed for her. There were no lies. There was no hesitation. "What?" She finally whispered. She was giving him a chance to take it back. But Antonio only pulled her against him and held her face. "I love you." He murmured. "I fucking love you Isabella, so much that I'm terrified of what this would bring.""But... but you said you never fall in love." She protested softly. "You told me you didn't believe in it, that you could never bring yourself to ever love someone. What changed?""You, amore.
"Antonio?" She called his name tentatively. He looked furious, and the only time she had seen that look on his face was the day he found out what happened between her and Mario. She stepped further inside and shut the gate behind her. "Where have you been?" He asked. His voice was calm, but his eyes, those stormy eyes, they were pinned on her. Hard and angry. She gulped nervously, unsure of how to respond. "I asked you a question, Isabella." He muttered, taking slow steps towards her. "Where have you been?"She thought of lying, but it would only make things worse. "At a party." She said softly. "I went to a party.""Who dropped you off?" She didn't meet his gaze so he wouldn't see she was lying. "A friend.""Did you tell me?" He asked next. She looked up at him as he kept walking towards her. "What?" "Did you tell me before going for your fucking party?"She flinched at the tone of his voice. "I..." She paused, rephrasing the words in her mind. "I didn't.""Why?""I knew
"Mario?" Isabella gasped in shock. Impossible. He was supposed to be in Australia. "Come on." He murmured, scooping her into his arms. "Let's get you out of here.""But... but how?" She whispered as he lifted her. "H–how did you get here? How did you know where I was?"Mario looked down at her. He looked different. More reserved, more handsome. His hair had grown longer since the last time she saw him. She raised her hand and touched his face. "Does Antonio know you're here?""He doesn't." Mario shook his head. "I'll explain everything. But I need to get you out of here first."He carried her towards the door, where Leonard was waiting, glaring at him. "You're not taking her anywhere." He muttered. "She came with me. I'll take her home in the morning.""Get out of the way!" Mario snapped. "You should thank your stars the Don doesn't know where she is. Else you'd be dead.""I'm not afraid of him. Or you." Leonard retorted. "I'm going to tell you for the last time." Mario's voice ha
Isabella was already having second thoughts when Leonard pulled his sports sedan to a stop outside an apartment building. It was past 8PM, and she forced a smile when he helped her out of the car.Lights gleamed from the windows and she could hear music booming loudly. The party had started already, and a few of the boys and girls stood outside, chatting loudly. A couple stood in the darkness making out. What was she doing? Antonio would be furious if he found out. He was probably searching for her now. What had she been thinking? Apparently, she wanted to be defiant. She was angry at him for sending her away, coming to the school to fuck her senseless, messing with her thoughts and leaving her again. So she decided to rebel. Leonard had driven to the mall and got her a change of dress and heels, because she couldn't go back to the apartment to change. Then she had changed in the school toilet and sneaked out of the school with Leonard's car, making sure none of Antonio's men s
Antonio was in a good mood when he arrived at the villa. A soft smile played around his lips and his eyes were mild.He was glad things were getting back to normal between him and Isabella. A lot had happened, with her almost losing her life. He still wasn't sure about his feelings. Hell, it was complicated.He got into his study and immediately called for Mario, then realisation dawned on him. Mario was gone, faraway in Australia. The thought of him brought back memories of the gala night and the clips from the cctv footages, and his mood turned sour again.He slammed the door to his study and walked to the bar in the corner to pour a drink. That was one of the reasons why he sent Isabella away from him. He hadn't gotten over what happened. He was hurt, and whenever he remembered, his anger surged. He didn't want to be around her when he lost control.Mario had been like his best friend, his most trusted right-hand man. Yet he had betrayed him.He pushed the memory away and downed
A loud knock sounded on the door and both Antonio and Isabella froze. Isabella tried to move away but he held her in place and clamped a hand over her mouth. "Don't make a sound." He whispered, his warm breath caressing her ear."But someone is out there." Her voice sounded muffled behind his hand. "We need to leave. This is a classroom.""I don't care." He whispered back. "I want to taste you."The look in his eyes changed suddenly as he pushed another finger inside her moist entrance. Her eyes widened. "Antonio..." She whimpered. "Ssshhh." He shushed her, working his fingers inside her until she was dripping. "Fuck, you're driving me insane."The knock sounded again but he ignored it. He lifted her and laid her on the desk closest to him. The windows were drawn, preventing anyone from seeing them. "Someone could see us." She cried softly, jerking against the motion of his fingers. "I don't care." He repeated. The knocking stopped and they heard receding footsteps. Antonio sm