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"Well, you should know that you're going, and he's not going to kill anyone. Go change, you're coming with us, and like Jason said, I won't take no for an answer." "Who would have thought that such a good man, who always had what he wanted at his feet, would be interested in you right away. Tell me what magic he used to notice you?" - This comes from Isabella, one of the youngest cooks, who is probably about my age. I stood in front of her and lifted my face, my body straight in front of her. But before I could say anything, Maria slapped him across the face and they almost got slapped together. "What's going on in here? Isabella, you are dismissed for the day and are not to return until Mau

He was A: an abbreviation of his real name. "Yes, boss." A answered. "But why in New York?" "You're going to keep watch on a belladonna. Isabella Moretti, who's now known as-" "Bella Ryan." The capo man finished, his eyes shining with recognition at the mention of the name "Good, you still seem to remember her." Adriano proudly says. A silently scoffed. 'Did he really expect me to forget Isabella?' He thought. The had, after all, interacted in the past. He was aware of who she was and what they were supposed to be ever since they were kids.

Andrew groaned on the other end of the phone. “Boss, a lady is here to see you…” he was saying when Andrew cut in. “Nico, what's her name?” Nico raised a brow and ran his eyes over Isabelle. “Boss, she says she's from Moner’s Estates and Housing agency.” “Moner?” There was a pause, and then Andrew continued, “Let her in.” Nico dropped the call, and he pressed the button; then the large gate slid open. Isabelle heard the beep, and she turned towards it. Her jaw dropped as she saw the estate in front of her.

Aquilus made a sound of amazement, “Behold, the renowned Virsathen!” He pointed a high, magnificent floating isle where water sprang. They all looked up to it, slack-jawed and unable to speak. It was an amazing sight to look at. It almost reached the sky and the falling water appeared like angel’s wings. With the sight of the Virsathen, Ellaine remembered her dream. She once wanted to see it to know if it really was the same tree she dreamt about. Now she would finally find out. But if she did find it out, what would she do next?

Damn, I'm hype! "So, since you are our future front line assets, can you introduce yourself" He points his finger at me and looks with a quizzical face. I stand up and introduce myself. "I'm Maria Isabela Monedero. I'm 24 years old," Single and ready to mingle. "I love to write romance tragedy genres and have joined many contests before, but I'm embarrassed to say this. I never actually won any of them, but I always get in second place or third place." As I introduce myself, I notice four guys entering the room.

Isa warned furrowing her brows and earning a chuckle from her best friend. “ You like him ? ” Karen inquires watching her reaction to the abrupt question. “ No ... Uhhh.. u mmmm..... Why would I do that to my staff ? ” she stammers ignoring her gaze . “ If you are not physically attracted to this man , why then are you wet ? ” Karen whispers softly to Isabella's embarrassment . “ Get the hell outta my room you silly bitch ” Isabella yell her face was reddened like tomato puree and for once she wished her friend had not seen through her9 .

Tears flowed freely from Isabella's eyes as she cupped his face and placed kisses all over it. Angelo just kept staring at her and when she finally calmed down, she asked, "what happened, Angelo? Why are we back on the island? Where is our princess and what's it with the fake blood? Is this all in my head? Am I dreaming?" "No, you are not dreaming," Angelo replied. "Tell me, Isabella, do you hate Angelo Flores?" Isabella stared at him in surprise, "that is impossible, Angelo." "What about Hamzat?" He asked further.