Blurb. Isabella is the Del Luca mafia princess whose life took a drastic turn when her mother died. Her whole life changed, she became more of a slave than a princess. She was caged like some hardened criminal. After finding out that her father is responsible for her mother's death, Isabella wants revenge, and to get this revenge, she must agree to a marriage proposal with Matteo Bellini. Matteo is a ruthless assassin who goes by the name shadow walker, he has made a name for himself in the Mafia world, and Dons all over the globe strive to get his allegiance and loyalty for themselves. But his eyes are set on one particular empire, the Del Luca empire. He would stop at nothing to bring the empire down. He is out for blood and not love, the only reason why he's agreeing to the Del Luca marriage proposal is because he wants to use the little mafia princess as a stepping stone. But what happens when things take a drastic turn and Matteo realizes he is obsessed with the Del Luca mafia princess? Secrets are unfolded, hearts are opened, can their desires overcome all? Or will they be devoured by the claws of revenge?
view moreIsabella.We moved swiftly through the crowd. The men pursuing the boy had cornered him near the entrance, their faces dark with fury. One of them raised his hand, ready to strike.“Stop,” Matteo’s voice rang out, laced with authority.The men hesitated before turning to face him. Recognition dawned in their eyes, followed by fear. “Sir this boy is meant for the auction, somebody wants to buy him."“Not anymore,” Matteo said, stepping forward. “I want him."The men exchanged uneasy glances, weighing their options. "But sir, there was... No notification that he's yours."Matteo stepped closer to them, his eyes darkening."You have a problem with me taking him?"He quirked up a brow in question.No one dared to challenge him. They stepped aside, and the boy stumbled toward us, his face filled with confusion and hope.Matteo turned to me. “Let’s go.”I reached for the boy’s hand, offering him a small nod of reassurance. He flinched at first but then followed. We walked briskly to the ca
Isabella.I could still hear the hum of engines as Matteo’s car pulled into the long driveway. The estate before us was grand, bathed in the golden glow of chandeliers, but the sight that greeted me at the entrance sent a chill down my spine. Men in tailored suits, exuding an air of danger, mingled among themselves. Their laughter was low and knowing, their eyes scanning the room like predators choosing their prey.Matteo took my hand and led me inside, his grip firm. “Stay close,” he muttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “Don’t wander.”I nodded, though my eyes couldn’t help but wander across the room. The auction had already begun. I watched as a young girl, no older than sixteen, was paraded on stage, trembling under the leering gazes of the bidders. My stomach twisted. This wasn’t just any gathering—it was a market for human lives.I knew the Mafia world was a cold and brutal one, I mean I have loved in it all my life, but I just didn't expect this level of brutality.I
Matteo.The moment I stepped into the shooting range, my blood turned to ice.Luca was standing behind Isabella, his hands on hers, guiding her grip on the gun. She was too close—closer than she had any right to be. And to make matters worse, Enzo was smirking like he was enjoying the damn show.Something dark and ugly coiled in my chest. Jealousy? No. It couldn’t be. I didn’t get jealous. Not over a woman. Not even over her.Yet, my fists clenched at my sides, and my vision blurred at the edges. She was mine. Whether she liked it or not, whether I liked it or not. And I sure as hell didn’t like seeing another man’s hands on what belonged to me.I didn't even know when I lashed out at her for letting Luca train her. My reason for saying lashing out was as ridiculous as me being jealous of the blond faced fucker.I'll have a chat with Enzo later for letting Luca near the training grounds.Isabella didn’t look intimidated. If anything, she looked annoyed. “What the hell is your problem
Isabella.I huffed as I pulled my hair into a tight ponytail, glaring at my reflection in the mirror. Training. Again. With Enzo. The only thing worse than Enzo’s cocky smirk was Matteo’s entire existence.Matteo.That insufferable, cold-hearted, arrogant bastard. If I had a dollar for every time his icy glare made my blood boil, I’d be rich enough to buy my way out of this mess. But no, I was stuck in his house, training with his men. Well because apparently I needed to get strong enough to face my Murder of a father, and his bat shit crazy empire. I shoved my feet into my boots and tightened the laces before strapping on my holster. I wasn’t new to guns. I secretly trained with Luca, when I had the chance to, and uncle Valentino used to help me when I was a kid, my mum would always tell at him for that. My heart aches at the memory that now seemed so distant in my heart. Anyways, I won't sukk over spilled milk. With one last glance in the mirror, I turned on my heel and storme
Matteo.Isabella.Her movements were sloppy, untrained. She threw herself between us, wielding a small dagger with shaking hands. Her attacks caught both me and the bastard off guard, but what the hell was she doing? The bastard hesitated, his eyes flickering to me, before smirking at her.Fuck!"Stay the hell away from him."Her voice was firm, but I could tell from her body language that she was scared.The fucker only smiled at her."Brave move sweetheart, I'll take you after killing him."Before he could launch an attack, a loud crash burst through the tension as Rocco and some of my men stormed in.I'll have a serious talk with them later, because where the hell were they? He took control, dragging the assailant to the ground and pinning him. The struggle was over before I could even process it. My breathing was heavy, my hands clenched into fists.I looked at Isabella. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, fear evident in her wide eyes. She had tried to help me. Despite knowi
Isabella. I sat stiffly in the large sitting room, my nails digging into my palm as I replayed Matteo’s words over and over again in my head. I told myself I wouldn’t let them get to me, but they had.The sting of his sharp tongue lingered, slicing deeper than any blade could, but I wouldn’t let him see how much it hurt.I drifted off to sleep, numbing the pain in my heart.The next morning I freshened up, and went out of my room to find Matteo, I need to speak to him about something.Thankfully he was in the dining drinking something that looked suspiciously like coffee."I want you to train me." Matteo looked up from his drink, his dark eyes narrowing in scrutiny. “Train you?”“Yes. In fighting, weaponry—everything.”He scoffed, shaking his head. “No.”I expected resistance, but I refused to back down. “I need to learn how to protect myself.”“You have me.”My jaw clenched. “I don’t want to rely on you, Matteo. I want to be able to stand on my own.”"And besides with you acting l
Isabella.Go with me?What the hell is Luca talking about, Matteo doesn't look so pleased with this news."What did you just say?"Matteo asked Luca with an obvious edge to his voice, his grey eyes piercing into Luca's soul.Sheesh, this guy doesn't know how to have a simple conversation now does he?Surprisingly Luca stood his ground even though he was trembling a little."I've been asked by Valentino to accompany Isabella as her personal guard."Matteo stares down at Luca, he's so terrifyingly intimidating."Your master's mocking me or what?" Isabella doesn't need any damn personal guard when she has me."Red coated my cheeks, get yourself together Isabella, he doesn't give a fuck about you."Erm.. Luca is my friend, it would be good if he comes with me."I tried to reason with him, but he gave me a sharp look that suggested I stayed out of it.The last thing I want is some brooding hulk over me, I'll just stand here and let them work their stuff, even though I am the reason why the
Matteo.I am getting really impatient here, I've been sitting in the living room for a while now.Being around Vicenzo for this long is doing something gnawing on my sanity, and i am not sure how he is teaching his princess a lesson, but he better not leave a mark on what's mine.Rocco has been pacing for God knows how long since we've been asked to wait here and relax, how pathetic."Sir the Fuck down Rocco, or I'll sit you down by myself." He furrows his eyebrows before sitting down."You know for someone who claims to be colder than the north pole, you do say some weird shit." He wriggles his eyebrows at me in a suggestive way. " Shut the hell up and get your damn face away from me, before I smash it to the ground. "He mutters something under his breath, but I don't hear it and for his sake it's good that I didn't hear whatever the hell he said. "Matteo." I turn my head to see Vicenzo walking down the stairs with his little mafia princess.Something has changed, something is
Isabella.I've never been to this part of the basement before, and the surroundings kinda make my skin crawl.Sigh...It's honestly frustrating how I always have to be pushed around like some doll, why did I have to be born as a Mafia princess?I am just another piece in my father's game of chess and nothing more, just a tool to increase his power.I am not even sure if he ever loved my mum even once, oh well I would like to believe that he did at a point in his life.I looked around, which by the way was a useless thing to do, because everywhere was dark and I swear I can feel insects crawling on my skin.I want to scream, but I think I've lost my voice. I don't even have any more tears to cry, so I'll just wait here for my father to come do his worst.Little did I know that his worst would be what broke the camel's back.I woke up to the clanking sound of the basement door, I don't even know how or when I fell asleep."Bring her out." My father said with his voice laced with venom
Isabella."Ugh!"Where did Max wander of to?I sighed in absolute frustration as I walked around the house searching for my pet dog, Max.I love Max but sometimes I want to just throw him of my window. He was going to get me in serious trouble with my father, the Don, one of these days.I walk along the hallway, more like sneak along the hallway.I cant risk being caught by my father's guards, they wouldn't just bundle me back to my room, they'd make sure I never find Max.As much as Max makes me angry, I would rather not have him dead.I press my lips into a white slash, urgh I am so annoyed! where the hell could max be? My pulse quickened as the reality that Max is missing hit me like a thunder bolt, shit! Shit! Nothing can happen to Max he is not just my dog but my best friend.I rubbed the back of my neck as my gaze moved from one corner of the overly long hallway to the other."Max...Here boy...Where are you?" Aishhhh!I dragged a hand through my hair as I walk down the hall...
Welcome to GoodNovel world of fiction. If you like this novel, or you are an idealist hoping to explore a perfect world, and also want to become an original novel author online to increase income, you can join our family to read or create various types of books, such as romance novel, epic reading, werewolf novel, fantasy novel, history novel and so on. If you are a reader, high quality novels can be selected here. If you are an author, you can obtain more inspiration from others to create more brilliant works, what's more, your works on our platform will catch more attention and win more admiration from readers.
Mga Comments