All Chapters of Becoming Mrs DeLuca : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ISABELLA POV Adrenaline fills my entire body and my skin covers in goosebumps as I turn around without thinking It through. “No please!!” I hear the deep voice yell out again and my feet carry me towards the door at the edge of the room. I grip the metal handle, afraid of what I could possibly see, but I pull the door open, my eyes landing on a site that makes me wish I never opened the door. “Ahhhhh!!” I yell out as the man's neck is twisted to the side. His body drops to the floor with a heavy thud revealing the tall and muscular man standing in front of the now dead body. His eyes turn cold as they land on me, A scream erupts from my mouth, my heart thumping in fear, he runs towards me, his fingers clamping across my mouth immediately The scent of his perfume, A rich and smoky scent that reeks of luxury and sophistication slides through my nostrils immediately calming me But the sight of the dead Body dropping to the floor shocks me and the adrenaline in my system kicks

ISABELLA POV I lick my lip, my head spinning from the blow my father just delivered to me. I pace down the Hallway sweat dripping down my back even as the space is cold. My heart slows, my footsteps are loud in my ears and my fingers in my mouth, my mouth drys up in fear and I pant slowly into my cupped hands. The door opens, and my mother coming out, her brows relaxed, and her eyes holding sadness, “Bella” she breathes out, her voice cracking “I'm not going to do it, Mom, I can't!” I ignore her still pacing down the hallway. “I mean how could he agree to such an arrangement? He knows my dreams, he knows how much I wanted real love, like yours” I pause swallowing. The words cracking as I speak. “And my new Job, I was just getting everything right, why did he have to agree to some Marriage arrangement with some monster!” I say my words drifting out in pants, anger in my veins, but most importantly fear. How did I meet that man yesterday? Watch him kill some man and then shock

Isabella POV “Oh my gosh!! that’s Mr DeLuca” Bianca almost screams to herself. “Don’t act like a fan girl Bianca, he’s different from what you think” I reply sipping on the glass of wine, my mind reeling back to all our encounters, from scary to egoistic to a very sly man. “Oh my gosh,” her eyes turn from the flowers to me and then him again “Wait, what’s going on??” She says, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water “Long story” I reply about to relay everything that has happened in the last 48 hours but I’m stopped by a strong smell of a smoky Cinnamon perfume filtering into my nose, followed by black shoes stopping right in front of us. “Isabella” he calls out my name, his voice deep and husky, making my heart skip a beat “De-Luca” I reply looking up at him “Bella” he calls out my name in a hushed whisper, almost intimate, “you should get used to seeing me around” he smirks turning to Bianca leaving me a blushing mess “Dominic De-Luca” stretches his hand

Isabella POVThe sun is bright and blinding on my face when I wake up, my mind is distorted but I know my room has curtains because I hate being woken up by bright lights.My eyes pull open and the ceiling is a dark onyx color, reflecting at me, I frown “My ceilings are white” I frown my eyes moving to the left where my eyes meet with a strong, muscled, and olive-toned back but not next to me, on the couch his legs folded to himself and a black blanket around his hips and legs.I frown “Oh my gosh I’ve been kidnapped” I whisper to myself my feet meeting with cold wooden floors, I look around the room, ready to grab a weapon when he moves.His arms are first, my eyes are wide and I grab the first thing next to me, a vase with roses in it.The roses fall to the floor the vase right over my head and he turns around his bright blue eyes wide and staring at me In shock.“Dominic?” I call out which is followed by a loud screech from me the base falling to the floor.“If I knew you would try

Isabella POV2 pm comes faster than I can imagine and I’m reeling in my seat.“what is he going to do?”“Will people be there?” I bit my lip, my heart pounding in my chest, this man showed up out of nowhere and now controls my every thought.I frown, packing up all I have left for the day, my assistant walks through the door.“A driver is here for you mam” she explains“Okay, I’ll be right down, you can go home,” I tell her grabbing my bag and heading outside, I slip into the car again and this time there’s another bottle of champagne and a champagne flute waiting for me.“Again what’s this man’s plan?” I frown to myself avoiding the drink.We stop in front of a boutique and I’m led inside by the driver to a woman in a blood-red suit.“Hello, I’m Sandra and I’ll be your stylist for today” She sends me a smile“Stylist?” I frown to myself, I’ve been styling myself my whole life, does this mean he agates the way I look? Is he trying to change me?My frown deepens, I’m marrying a control