Isabella 26My heart beat rapidly in terror as Damien sped through traffic overtaking vehicles and motorcycles. I had no idea who was chasing us but Damien's grim expression as he sped through the streets told me it was a serious situation.Of course he had enemies, what billionaire did not? If I had known he was a moving target, I would not have gotten involved with him."Who is following us?" I asked trying to keep my voice firm but failing."It could be anyone," He replied in a serious tone while he kept attentive focus on the road before him.Great!"Who wants you hurt?" I asked, not knowing if I could handle the answer."I am billionaire, Isabella! Take a wild guess," He snapped as he drove ahead."Hey! It is all your fault we are being followed! How many women with resentful boyfriends or husband have you pissed off?" I demanded from him.I glared desperately at the side mirror to see who was trying to kill us but there were so many vehicles behind us t
Damien 27.I relished the shock in her face as I ended the call. That piece of shit had it coming. One way or another, Robert was going to pay for all the pain he had caused my Cara. I had known Isabella since I was a child so a slight to her was a slight to me."Let's go see inside," I told her. She nodded eagerly with a beaming smile. I suspected that she loved it when I treated her ex like total shit. That was fine by me."You have not been here before?" She asked."I have many safe house and I never get to use any of them until now," I told her.It was a four bedroom suburban house with three bathrooms. It was big and and I did not care much for the arrangements as long as there was a bed and a shower."It is beautiful, Damien," She said to me.How do I let her know that I wanted her instantly out of that dress? It covered her so well that my imaginations were running wild."Let's get you out of that dress, it's been a long night," I told her as I took to the stairs that led to on
Isabella I was so mesmerized by the size of his cock that I did not know that I was stroking him to orgasm. He grunted and grabbed my hands, pulling them away from his member. His face was strained with pleasure and in his eyes were embers of lust."Let us take this somewhere more comfortable," He said trying to keep composed but I could see him shaking with uncontrollable pleasure.I came out of the shower and he followed after me."Dry me off," He ordered and I found myself obeying with much thought to it. There were four white towels neatly hung on a silver rack built to the wall.I quickly grabbed two towels and pulled him by the hand towards the bedroom. I was eager to touch him again. He let me lead him with an amused smile on his face. I dried his body, taking my time to make sure everywhere was dry. I wanted him as dried up as possible.When I was satisfied, I sat him down and began to clean his shoulder length hair. He towered over me by inches so it was next to impossible t
Isabella 29.I drew a little blood as I bit my lip to keep from screaming. I failed as I came on his face, soiling the bed in the process. I was seeing stars as I convulsed with ecstatic pleasure. I was reduced to a quivering mess of climax. My eyes were so out of focus that I was almost seeing spots in the air."Tsk Tsk Tsk, now look at the mess you made," I heard him say. It took a little while for my eyes to adjust. I looked up at him with greedy need.In my throes of lust I saw the needs in his eyes. I felt the connection and I knew that despite his dominance, he was denying himself to stay in control. I sat up and crawled towards him.I eyed his cock and licked my lips in anticipation."Isabella," He called me in a firm tone. His voice stopped me in my motion and I gazed up hungrily at him.Then I disobeyed."Isabella, I..."I crawled forward till I had half of his shaft in my mouth. He grunted in a mixture of pleasure and surprise. I felt his legs vi
Isabella 30We had a playful banter before we both fell asleep together. When I woke up, he was no where to be found but he had left a note on his pillow.'Explore the house, my Cara. I have gone to deal with some unfinished businesses,Yours, Damien.I smiled and got out of the bed. I was glad that it was not a work day for me today. It was a Saturday and I get to relax in a nice house nonetheless.I was still trying to decide how to start my day but I was interrupted by the door bell. My phone rang at the same time. I ran to pick it up. It was a message from Damien.'Ordered you food' The text read. My stomach grumbled in response.The door bell rang again and I scrambled to cover myself but I could only find a bathrobe. I quickly wore it and ran downstairs. A teenage boy of about eighteen with ginger hair and recommended glasses stood with a big white box in his hands.I guessed that he was the delivery guy."Order for Mrs. Moretti," He said."That's me," I answered and signed the
Damien 31.The more I knew about Robert, the more I wanted to punch his fucking face in. I was by the City Bay area on Jackson's yacht. Ever since we both had to leave the army, he had been my unwanted pain in ass companion. He did not like to admit it, but he loved me."You sneaky little bastard!" Jackson howled in laughter as he pieced together what I had done. I small smile played across my lips."You do stupid shit but this one tops it all, scaring a girl into moving far away from her ex," He said with an amused shake of his head."I did not scare her, I thought that I was being trailed, so I took safety measures," I told him."Bullshit!" Jackson howled. I sighed."Hey, I am still your boss, watch it," I warned. I said as I took a sip of cold beer and looked out to the sea. It was soothing whenever the boat swayed on the morning waves."Dude, I live on a boat, you think I have not prepared for that? Besides if you fire me, who is going to give you tidbits about your girlfriend's e
Isabella 32.Maybe it was the universe giving me a sign that my meeting with Roberto was ordained because the clothes that I ordered came twenty minutes ago on my front porch.I had take quite long in the shower because I had believed that they were going to bring my stuff at exactly thirty minutes. My hear was dry but curly from all the water. I cleaned myself up and opened the box.It was a casual wear and it was also comfortable. I did not bother with makeup so I just wore it all.A denim jeans trousers, a pair of white sneakers and a medium sized white long-sleeved shirt.I ordered a ride and reminisced about the good times I had with Robert. He had been charming and funny. He had introduced me to Camila and that was where the problem started.My life with him was fine until that woman came into the picture. Robert changed completely but I had ignored the signs because I was naive. I wanted to hear what he had to say for himself.I could only imagine wh
Isabella 33.I felt apprehensive that he was here and I also felt butterflies in my stomach when he referred to me as his wife. Get a grip Isabella, I sternly admonished myself. This was not the time for distraction, Damien already found out about my secret rendezvous with my ex.I had no idea what to do or say in this situation so I just kept quiet and gaped stupidly at the two men."Damien, how did you know that I was here?" I asked him but he just glared angrily at Robert who was still holding my right arm."Get your fucking hands off my wife," Damien said in the most possessive tone that I had ever heard.Robert, trying to prevent any form of humiliation reluctantly obliged and I ran to Damien's side, linking my arm with his."So all this arrogant behavior is because of him," Robert said in disbelief.I was appalled by how well he was playing the victim. It was as if his brain could not fathom the fact that he was the one at fault. I was glad Damien was
Isabella As I lay on the floor, bound and helpless, a whirlwind of emotions swirled within me – fear, uncertainty, and a desperate longing for safety and freedom. But just when it felt like all hope was lost, the door burst open, and there he was – Damien, my husband, my savior.Relief flooded through me as I saw him stride into the room, his presence a beacon of strength and determination amidst the chaos. With him was Jackson, his trusted ally, who had helped orchestrate our rescue. I couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude towards both of them as they quickly moved to untie me and Ava, their movements swift and efficient.As the ropes fell away and I rose to my feet, I couldn't suppress the overwhelming sense of relief and gratitude that washed over me. Damien enveloped me in his arms, holding me close and whispering words of reassurance and comfort as tears of relief streamed down my cheeks.Together, we made our way out of the room, leaving behind the nightmare that had thre
Damien My gaze never wavered from Vito's face as I listened to my arch nemesis. The gravity of the situation got more and more deadlier as the night wore on. The papers were still in Vito's hand as I kept the phone to my hear.My father had an inquisitive look on his face as he watched me closely. The line went dead and I put the phone back into my pocket. I collected the the contract and without breaking eye contact, slowly tore it up right in front of him.Vito's eyes widened in shock and utter disbelief. "What the fuck are you doing?" He yelled maniacally as he knelt on the floor trying in vain to join the piece of paper together in a futile attempt.For the first time in my life, I saw him for what he was. An empty barrel of a man, a pathetic and sorry excuse for a husband to my mother and a fucking dead beat piece of shit of a father. I felt nothing but contempt and disgust as I watched him scrambled across the whole floor."Do you know what you have done?!" He yelled at me as h
Isabella As Ava was pushed into the room, I felt a rush of relief flood through me at the sight of her, mingled with a fresh wave of fear for our uncertain future. She stumbled slightly, her eyes wide with shock and confusion, but when she saw me, her expression softened with a mixture of relief and concern."Isabella, darling, are you alright?" she asked, her voice trembling with emotion as she hurried to my side.I reached out to her, my hands shaking as I clutched hers tightly, drawing strength from her presence despite the terror that still gripped me. "I'm scared, Ava," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. "I don't know what's going to happen to us."Ava's eyes filled with tears as she wrapped her arms around me, holding me close in a comforting embrace. "We'll get through this together, sweetheart," she said, her voice choked with emotion. "I won't let anything happen to you, I promise."But before we could say another word, the door swung open once again, and Camilla e
Damien As I waited anxiously for Camilla's instructions, every second felt like an eternity. My mind raced with a thousand thoughts, each one more frantic than the last. Where was she keeping Isabella and Ava? What did she want from me? And most importantly, how could I save them from whatever danger they were in?The minutes ticked by agonizingly slow, the silence of the room weighing heavily on my shoulders. I felt a surge of frustration building within me, the urge to take action and do something, anything, to rescue my wife and mother from the clutches of their captors.Finally, the sound of my phone buzzing broke the silence, and I quickly grabbed it, my heart pounding in my chest. It was Camilla, her name flashing on the screen, and I answered it without hesitation."Damien," her voice came through the line, smooth and composed as ever. "I trust you've had some time to think about our situation."I clenched my jaw, my grip on the phone tightening with barely contained anger. "W
Isabella As consciousness slowly seeped back into my mind, I found myself engulfed in darkness. Panic surged through me as I struggled to make sense of my surroundings, the weight of my own fear pressing down on me like a suffocating blanket.My heart thundered in my chest as I became aware of the rough bindings cutting into my wrists and ankles, the coarse fibers digging painfully into my skin. Panic tightened its grip around my throat as I realized the full extent of my helplessness, the stark reality of my captivity crashing down on me with brutal force.Frantic thoughts raced through my mind as I struggled against my restraints, the panic threatening to consume me whole. Where was I? How had I ended up here? And most importantly, where was Ava?A wave of despair washed over me as I realized that I was completely at the mercy of my captors, whoever they were. Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I imagined the worst, my mind conjuring up horrifying scenarios of what fate awa
Damien As I strode through the familiar corridors of the office building, my mind raced with thoughts and plans. Natalia's brazen attempts to undermine me only fueled my determination. I had come too far to let her or anyone else stand in my way.But it wasn't just about me anymore. My family – Isabella, Ava, our unborn child – they were my driving force. I would do whatever it took to protect them, to ensure their safety and security. And that meant taking down anyone who dared to threaten what was mine.And now, as I sat there, surrounded by the trappings of power, I couldn't help but feel a surge of determination. I wouldn't rest until the Founder's Association was dismantled until my family was safe until Renaissance was secure.With a steely resolve, I reached for my phone and began to formulate my next move. There was no turning back now. The game was on, and I intended to win. Immersed in the intricate details of my plan, my phone suddenly rang, jolting me out of my focused s
Isabella Chopping vegetables for the lasagna, I couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort wash over me. Cooking had always been a soothing activity for me, a way to channel my thoughts and focus on something tangible amidst the chaos of life.Ava, my ever-supportive mother-in-law, stood beside me, offering gentle guidance as we prepared dinner for Damien. "Now, Isabella, remember to slice the vegetables thinly for the lasagna layers," she instructed, her voice warm and reassuring.I nodded, taking her advice to heart as I carefully wielded the knife. "Like this?" I asked, holding up a perfectly sliced zucchini for her inspection.Ava smiled approvingly. "Just like that, dear. You're a natural," she praised, her encouragement filling me with a sense of pride.As we worked side by side, Ava shared her secrets for creating the perfect steak marinade, imparting her culinary wisdom with the patience of a seasoned chef. "The key is to let the meat marinate for at least an hour," she expla
Damien I was watchful during the conference meeting. I took my time to really look at the board members sitting at the table to see if I could see a member of the Founder's Association but none were seated at this conference. Even Rose St Dumas was not present. Maybe she was preparing her cronies of corrupt businessmen and women for the final show down.Camilla Valdez was also not present but Natalia was. I could not tell what was going on in her head as she gazed at me. If her mother was one of them, did that not make her automatically part of tht fold? Was I over reaching? If the plan with the detective worked, it meant that a lot of people will inevitably get hurt. "What is the profit margin for today?" I asked as I got down to business. "Eight percent since last year," Natalia said in a professional manner. "That's lower than last two years," I said with a frown. "That was due to the Al Vegas controversy," One of the board members said. "You mean the embezzlement," I replied
Damien Returning to the office after the recent turmoil felt like stepping into a minefield, each step fraught with the risk of detonating hidden dangers lurking beneath the surface. As I walked through the familiar halls of Renaissance, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gripped me like a vice, a constant reminder of the precarious balancing act I was now forced to perform.Every interaction, every word spoken, had to be carefully calculated and measured, lest I inadvertently reveal the truth lurking beneath the facade of normalcy I presented to the world. I couldn't afford to let slip even the slightest hint of my alliance with Michael, for fear of the consequences it could bring crashing down upon us both.My colleagues greeted me with smiles and nods as I made my way to my office, their cheerful demeanor a stark contrast to the turmoil raging within me. Behind their friendly facades, I couldn't help but wonder who among them could be trusted, and who might be secretly wo