"I didn't mean to interrupt," he stated teasingly before looking over at me. He pushed past Alex, entering the room with a smirk on his face."Vattene, Angelo," Alex spoke walking up to his father with a scowl on his face. Despite the fact Alex was speaking to him, Angelo was still looking at me. [ get out ]"Solo perché hai una ragazza, non abbandonare la tua responsabilità," Angelo said as he walked up to me until he was directly in front of me. He opened his hand out for me before nodding for me to place my hand in his. [ just because you have a girl, don't abandon your responsibilities ]My eyes instantly went to Alex as if asking for permission. I noticed as his jaw clenched that he was not happy. "No, come here, Isabella," he ordered.I smiled apologetically at Angelo before walking over to Alex. When I was in front of him, he glared at Angelo just before lifting my chin up and crashing his lips onto mine. In seconds, he pulled away with a smug look on his face. I could tell by

"Follow me, the kitchen is right this way. Anytime you're hungry, or thirsty just come here and talk to Dr. Sarah Lee, and she'd be more than happy to assist you," Angelo said before getting up and walking right out of the door. I followed behind him, once again looking around the place like it was the first time I'd ever been in it. The place was huge and unlike anything I'd ever seen. It felt great to actually live in such a place with so much room."Good afternoon, Angelo," a blonde lady spoke the second we made it to the kitchen. She had brown eyes and held a slim petite figure. The way her eyes seemed to smile was something I already liked about her. When her eyes met mine she gave me a wide toothy smile that helped coax a smile out of me.She wiped her hand off on a towel that was on the counter before walking over to me and stretching her hand out. "Hello, I'm Sarah, I cook for all of these very hungry men. It's great to finally see a woman," she said with a small blush coating

She swung her body around the pole, slowly sliding down with her rear end in the air.Men in suits threw their money right at her, cheering her along with their foreign tongue. "Si puttana! Lavoro per me piccola!" They would shout over the course of the music [ yes, whore. Shake it for me, baby ]I looked over to Anastasia to see her smiling as she watched the girl on stage. Just then, a man walked up to her. His tattoos displayed themselves despite the suit he wore on his body. The wine-red shirt, with the black suit jacket he wore over it made him look eye-catching. He had this glint in his eyes as she looked at her. Everything about him reeked to stay away, but his looks made you want to come closer. His sharp jawline, perfectly sculpted face, and the body I knew that was just being covered by the suit."Barbie, our time will come soon, si?" He asked walking closer to her. Her body tensed up before she quickly grabbed my hand, clasping it as tight as she could."Mr. Romano, I don't

- A l e x -"Valentino," I said, walking up to my brother who sat down in his office with one of his strippers perched on his lap. He let go of the fistful of her brown straight hair before turning to look at me."Fratello, a cosa devo il piacere?" Valentino spoke with a grin of mischief on his face. [Brother, to what do I owe the pleasure ]I chuckled unenthusiastically. He knew what I was here for, and he also knew my patience wasn't something to be tested. I watched as he pointed towards the door before giving her a smack on her bottom as she got up."You threatened what is mine," I stated, walking up to his desk as he leaned back in his chair."Oh, did I? I don't remember," he muttered sarcastically. "Don't test me, Valentino. You may be my brother, but you know how I feel about-""About, what? Her? She's a cute little vixen. Has this cute little virgin appeal, I can see why you're attracted. Too bad she's not my type seeing as I much prefer blondes, but I'm sure she'd make a hug

We pulled away, leaving me to look out of the window to see as women and men walked in looking as if they were entering a high-class ball.Insecurities began to make me feel out of place, but I shook it off the moment they began to arise. The driver opened up our limousine door before Alex stepped out with a hand outstretched for me. I immediately slipped my hand into his before he helped me step out of the vehicle.The second my heels made contact with the pavement, I let go of his hand. A smile of mine was sent to the driver as a thank you, but all he did was respond with a curt nod.He didn't allow the 'letting go of hand' thing for too long as he placed my hand on the inside of his elbow before walking us towards the front of the restaurant. The man at the front was smiling an award-winning smile until his eyes found Alex's. Immediately, his jaw dropped as his eyes widened a little."Mister, Rossi," The man greeted before ringing the bell at the front of his desk. A waiter immedi