Damien 22.I felt naked without Isabella in my line of sight and I could tell something was going to happen if I was not beside her. She was in the midst of enemies. However, there were people that even I could not ignore and this vixen in a long black lacey flowing dress with fiery red hair was unfortunately one of them.She looked pretty much the same except for those sensual eyes she looked at me with. She was stunning and exotic and she knew. Men have ruined their lives trying to have her and some have died in despair because they could never satisfy her.A man that I knew personally had been driven to suicide due to the disturbing nature of her love. Here stood before me, the destroyer of men."You look like you've seen a ghost," She said to me, her scent overwhelmed me and memories of our past flashed through my mind.Her voice held a smoky timbre and her tongue drawled the words sensually. I took a long look at her before I replied. She belonged in my

Isabella 24Natalia St. Dumas just took my fiance from me and paraded with him in front of the celebrities and show business people. I on the other hand tried to control my emotions throughout so I would not do anything stupid and ruin the image of the company.That was how Natalia said it."Try not to let your emotions make you do something stupid, you are not the only woman in competition for him," She said as she stood and gave her right hand to Damien.I looked at him in disbelief as he reluctantly accepted her hands."Isabella, it's just a game, think nothing of it," Damien said as he got up from his seat."You rigged it," I told Natalia in matter of fact."Good girl, you are catching on," She said and together her and Damien left the VIP section.The only thing that made me feel slightly better was the fact that Natalia switched my name with hers. I knew that without her involvement I still stood a chance but I did not want to think about it. It was jus

Isabella 26My heart beat rapidly in terror as Damien sped through traffic overtaking vehicles and motorcycles. I had no idea who was chasing us but Damien's grim expression as he sped through the streets told me it was a serious situation.Of course he had enemies, what billionaire did not? If I had known he was a moving target, I would not have gotten involved with him."Who is following us?" I asked trying to keep my voice firm but failing."It could be anyone," He replied in a serious tone while he kept attentive focus on the road before him.Great!"Who wants you hurt?" I asked, not knowing if I could handle the answer."I am billionaire, Isabella! Take a wild guess," He snapped as he drove ahead."Hey! It is all your fault we are being followed! How many women with resentful boyfriends or husband have you pissed off?" I demanded from him.I glared desperately at the side mirror to see who was trying to kill us but there were so many vehicles behind us t

Isabella I was so mesmerized by the size of his cock that I did not know that I was stroking him to orgasm. He grunted and grabbed my hands, pulling them away from his member. His face was strained with pleasure and in his eyes were embers of lust."Let us take this somewhere more comfortable," He said trying to keep composed but I could see him shaking with uncontrollable pleasure.I came out of the shower and he followed after me."Dry me off," He ordered and I found myself obeying with much thought to it. There were four white towels neatly hung on a silver rack built to the wall.I quickly grabbed two towels and pulled him by the hand towards the bedroom. I was eager to touch him again. He let me lead him with an amused smile on his face. I dried his body, taking my time to make sure everywhere was dry. I wanted him as dried up as possible.When I was satisfied, I sat him down and began to clean his shoulder length hair. He towered over me by inches so it was next to impossible t

Isabella 30We had a playful banter before we both fell asleep together. When I woke up, he was no where to be found but he had left a note on his pillow.'Explore the house, my Cara. I have gone to deal with some unfinished businesses,Yours, Damien.I smiled and got out of the bed. I was glad that it was not a work day for me today. It was a Saturday and I get to relax in a nice house nonetheless.I was still trying to decide how to start my day but I was interrupted by the door bell. My phone rang at the same time. I ran to pick it up. It was a message from Damien.'Ordered you food' The text read. My stomach grumbled in response.The door bell rang again and I scrambled to cover myself but I could only find a bathrobe. I quickly wore it and ran downstairs. A teenage boy of about eighteen with ginger hair and recommended glasses stood with a big white box in his hands.I guessed that he was the delivery guy."Order for Mrs. Moretti," He said."That's me," I answered and signed the