Chapter Fifty one

ARABELLA'S P.O.V I wake up to rays of sunshine hitting my skin and slowly flutter my eyes open. I look around his room and smile realizing this was his room. I still can't believe that we were together, in his bed. Naked. Together. “What're you looking at?” His hoarse voice asks with a smile. I smile back at how sexy he sounds despite the hoarse voice. I'm sure I sounded like a troll. “You.” I respond bending down to peck his lips. “I want to go back to sleep.” He informs, pulling me against his chest. “Do you want to sleep with me?”“I'm not tired,” I say, turning to face him. “Then let's do something else.” He suggests with a smirk. He pulls me on top of him so that I can feel his slight erection. “No.” I groan. “I have a morning breath, doesn't that disgust you?”“I'm okay with it. And why can't we?”“Because my legs hurt and not because I'm still learning how to walk, it's because. I feel sore.” I explain, closing my legs, tight. “You know if we have morning sex it'll make

Chapter Fifty-Two

Arabella's P.O.V “Hi,” I whisper as she opened the door. “What? Are you here to steal Francesco from me?” She asks, disgusted. “What?” I question. “I wasn't trying to-” I stop myself from talking once I realize what she's talking about. “I'm sorry, but I don't really want to talk to you right now.” She sighs slowly closing the door. Without hesitation, I stop her from shutting it by sticking out my leg. “Wait, Amelia. Please, listen to my side of the story for once in your life. I hate how you always look down at me. You called me names and always accused me of stealing your boyfriends because of your own insecurities.”She looks at me and starts breaking down. “I'm sorry, Arabella. I'm just jealous of how perfect you are. You look perfect, you act perfect, you have a perfect relationship and you have at least three guys trying to chase after you.” She babbles hugging me tightly. “I'm jealous at how perfect you are and I wish I could be like you. I only became a stripper so I co

Chapter Fifty four (Amelia's POV)

Amelia's POV “She's been at my house for two weeks, Vincenzo. Just talk to her.” I beg him. He ignores me completely and continues writing down things on the sheet of paper on his desk. “Did I mention she has started stripping?” I ask which grabs his attention. “The same strip club she met Francesco?” He asks dropping his pen and picking up his phone, sliding it in his pocket. “Yes. I'm worried about her. She's drinking and is throwing up a lot. Can you please apologize to her and ask her to go live with you?“ I beg. “Im not apologizing for something I didn't do.” He walks past me and exits his office leaving me to follow him. “This is your fault. You screwed Claire behind her back and you're playing the victim? And now her boyfriend is having a child with the person she hates the most!” I yell at him. He doesn't talk until we get outside and he holds the passenger door for me for his car. Once he gets in he starts the car and stars driving. “I didn't go the whole way with her

All Chapters of Tamed by his Personal Assistant, his only Obessesion.: Chapter 51 - Chapter 53

Chapter Fifty one

Chapter Fifty-Two

Chapter Fifty four (Amelia's POV)