All Chapters of Compilation Hot Stories : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I S A B E L L Aᥫ᭡𝐈 𝐘𝐀𝐖𝐍𝐄𝐃 and stretched, feeling the warm sunlight peeking through his curtains. My eyes fluttered open, and I blinked away the sleepiness. The room was filled with a soft glow from the morning. I hate mornings. I was never a morning person, just waking up everyday makes me angry.I tiptoed across my bedroom, the cool floor sending a shiver up my spine. As I pushed open the creaky door, I stepped into the large bathroom. The tiles felt cool beneath my feet. I grabbed my pink toothbrush and turned on the water, wetting it.If you don't wet your toothbrush before putting toothpaste on it you're literally insane.I applied the minty toothpaste and began brushing my teeth. I walked over to the shower and turned on the warm water. I fucking hate cold showers. Like I don't understand how people do it to be honest.I rinse out my mouth and strip my clothes off after. I immediately hopped into the shower.The droplets danced on my skin, washing away the remnants of sl

I S A B E L L A"𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐍𝐀𝐌𝐄?" The man says as I danced on him. He wouldn't shut the fuck up and he's really starting to annoy me. I just need information from him so I can destroy his fucking career and kill his ass.Stephan Bambi.The man tried stealing money from us. He was 58 years old, wrinkles and gray hairs were visible on him, meaning his time on earth was slowly coming to an end. I'd be doing him a favor by killing him. Plus, we don't fuck with thieves so it's only right to take revenge."That's for you to find out." I turn and whisper into his ear. He runs his hand down my rib cage and instead of killing him, I just stop his hands from going any further and say, "Lets take this some place else."He nods and I grab his hand attempting to lead him into one of the VIP rooms when no one other than Luciano DeLuca pops up. Why the fuck is he here? And why does he look good? Stupid bitch. I see him one time after years and suddenly he's everywhere I go."Isabella."

I S A B E L L Aᥫ᭡"𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐙!" Samantha yells. I gasp in shock at her appearance. Last time I saw her she looked way more different. Samantha is Luciano's sister. They're nothing alike. Samantha has most of her mothers genes and Luciano has his fathers. Samantha has long beautiful blonde hair and Luciano doesn't. The only thing they have in common is their fathers gray eyes. Samantha was way taller than me now, like she had a full on growth spurt. I should've known from seeing how tall Luciano was. We were only a year apart, she was like the sister I never had— that is until her brother fucked it up. "Is that the Isabella?" She says slapping her hand over her mouth. My lips lift into a small smile. "It is I." I say. Samantha looks at Luciano and rolls her eyes. She then looks at me and smiles brightly at me, showing her pearly white teeth. She opens her arms welcoming me in for a hug. "I literally missed you so much." She says, hugging m

I S A B E L L Aᥫ᭡𝐖𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇 the house and I immediately get out of the car without saying a word. I hear Luciano calling out my name but I ignore him. I couldve gotten Samantha killed. I would never forgive myself if that ever happened.I need to go home, back to my regular fucked up life.I need to go now.I never liked the feeling of being under pressure. It was never my motto in life. I mess up when I'm under pressure, and I hate messing up. I enter the house that was already unlocked and went upstairs to the bedroom to grab my shit and leave. I'm not staying here. I dont belong here. Fuck that protection shit, if I can't save myself why put trust in anyone else? I grab my clothes from the closet and stuff it into a suitcase along with the rest of my belongings. I hear light footsteps behind me but I ignore them.I take out my phone and text my father.Me: I'm leaving. I'll be home in less than an hour. Not even a second later he replies back.Deadbeat: No the fuck you are

I S A B E L L Aᥫ᭡𝐓𝐎𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘,My head is throbbing and I'm slowly beginning to feel dizzy. I forgot my meds which is the stupidest ting I could've done. The whole plane ride was a pain in the ass, probably because I hate planes, but still. The amount of turbulence we experienced made me feel like I was on my death bed. I think it actually shook up my brain a bit. We were now at one of Lorenzo's hotels that he owned in France. We all had our own rooms and I couldn't be more thankful.It was almost time for us to meet up downstairs. I looked myself in the mirror after touching up my look for tonight. I had on a black tight satin mini dress that hugged my curves in all the right places. Under it I had on a black lingerie. Somehow whoever bought this for me knew the exact size I was because this shit was literally perfect. I threw on red bottom heels to top off the look. I applied some light makeup. Mascara, Lip liner, concealer, an blush. Nothing too much. I moistu