Dominic POV
“Isabella Mariano?” why her? Rafaelle pulls up next to me in the bar where I settled after my squabble with the Mariano girl at the penthouse. I shrug turning to him, “Why not her?, Her father owes me a shit ton of money, so she has no choice but to do only what I say” I take a gulp of my drink “And at least she won’t betray you” he smirks turning to me knowing he stroked a cord in me with that statement I mean what woman would betray the richest, most influential, and the number one bachelor in the country? My Ex Grace Rossi was a woman who could do that and possibly more, and she did it when I was about to propose “Chin up man, who knows? You might fall deeply in love with her?” He mocks “Yeah right” I snort, “I am never falling in love with any woman for the rest of my life, never again” I bit my lip downing the rest of the drink. “Finishing your drunk so fast? Work? Or Work? He raises his brows at me refreshing to the dangerous part of me, the mafia part of me” I nod, spinning around on the bar stool, I’m the leader of the biggest and notorious Mafia gang in the country, and even expanding into Europe, It’s the most dangerous part of my life, being the only son of my father, after his passing, I had to take over from him and lead the gang, I've come across guns, dealers and the worse type of deaths, it made me hide in my shell and protective of myself, thus only one good friend, Raffaelle. “I’ll see you later man, I have a flight to catch, I have to be in Paris for a meeting” I shake hands with him and bid goodbye to his form. I catch Isabella walking past the lobby and through the doors at the right time, her blonde hair is in a rough ponytail, there's no makeup on her face, and she's wearing a simple jean and shirt. Her face is morphed into one of confusion and I slowly follow behind her outside where she slides into her car. I can hear the bells ringing in her head and the wheels turning in her brain, she has no choice but to accept my proposal due to her father's huge debt. It's not something I want to do, forcing a woman to marry me, but it's the best option at the moment, that way I can focus on work properly and she can focus on taking care of the estate and giving me an heir. My car comes to a stop in front of me coupled with a few escort cars, I slide into the main SUV and my assistant Gabe rattles off all I have to do in Paris for tonight. I close my eyes and a picture of a pissed blonde blue eyed girl slips into my mind, her confusion causing a scrunch in between her forehead, I sigh opening my eyes, I can't afford to fall for another woman after Grace, and I still have so much attachment to Grace, I turn to Gabe, a flash of ruby earrings I caught on Isabella’s ears when she came to see me at the penthouse. “What time will my meeting In Paris be over Gabe?” “midnight Sir” he replies not a bit shocked at working such late hours. “Book the La-Creme jewelry store for 1 am to 2 am in Paris, private shopping and they should have their best Jeweler there” “Yes sir he immediately responds but a look of shock on his face, I had stopped going there after my break up and betrayal from Grace and now suddenly I'm going back?” “Also arrange a meeting with an event planner for tomorrow” I instruct him the car coming to a stop in front of my private Jet. Soon my meeting is over and the night sky is dark but I'm driven to the best Jewelry store in Paris, the entire space is bright with all kinds of diamonds and stones screaming to be bought. “Timothy Sir” an older man stretches his hand out to receive mine when I walk in, numerous security behind me as I move around with more security in other countries due to Mafia opponents. “I need to see your engagement rings, Diamonds, Emeralds, and Rubies” I state clearly following him to the glass box He pulls out a few for me and I take a few pictures of them sending Isabella a message “Diamonds, Emeralds? Or maybe Rubies?” She replies almost immediately, I'm not wrong, she is probably tossing and turning in bed, wondering what she can do to save her father and her family, excuse me for taking advantage of the situation but I've heard not one bad thing about her and I will willingly settle with her. Our interaction ends and I buy all three rings deciding which I would use to propose to her later, i hope this makes her comfortable with me at least.Isabella POVIt is 7 pm by the time I’m finally done with work for the day, I remove my glasses, massaging the nape of my neck from bending over files for hours, I look around me and the entire office is empty and dark, the only illuminated room is my office, my phone ringing brings me out of my reverie.“Hey girl” Bianca’s happy voice fills my ears“Where are you? I came over to your house, and the only one here is Matteo, say hi to your sister Matteo” she says happily which comically is followed by a frustrated Hi from Matteo“You stress that boy a lot” I laugh into the phone“Oh he loves it, so where are you?” “did you immerse yourself in work and forget our plans for tonight madam CFO?” she giggles into the phone“Of course not,” I yawn, “I’ll be there in 30 minutes I’m on my way right about now,” I say while I’m packing up my bag, grabbing my lunch plate and water bottle and haphazardly throwing it into my bag.“Yeah I believe you” she laughs slightly, she probably knows I’m not
Isabella POV“Oh my gosh_ that’s Mr De-Luca” Bianca almost screams to herself.“Don’t act like a fan girl Bianca, he’s different from what you think” I reply sipping on the glass of wine“Oh my gosh,” her eyes turn from the flowers to me and then him again “Wait, what’s going on??” “Long story” I reply about to relay everything that has happened in the last 24 hours but I’m stopped by a strong smell of earthy perfume filtering into my nose, followed by black shoes stopping right in front of us.“Isabella,” he says, voice deep, enough to make any woman go crazy“De-Luca” I reply looking up at him“Baby girl, it’s Dominic, I told you this already” he smirks turning to Bianca leaving me a blushing mess“Dominic De-Luca” he stretches his hand forward, grabbing Bianca’s hand in a hold and placing a peck at the back of her palm. “Bianca Greco” she smiles widely, “And how do you know Isabella?” She questions looking between the both of us.He turns to me raising a brow at me, “Should I go
Isabella POVIn shock, I turn around to the deep voice my eyes meeting with Dominic again, but everything becomes blurry and I stumble falling forward but he grabs me in his arms on time.“Hmphh” he makes a sound grabbing me, he sees my legs are unstable on the floor and he carries me in his arms princess-style “Are you the Prince Charming coming to rescue me?” I say drunkenly to him, giggling to myself after the statement “Hmm,” he says, his chest vibrating“You have quite a wide chest you know” I mumble as a car comes to a stop in front of us “I do?” He replies fixing me into the car and following me inSoon the car comes to a stop and again I’m carried bridal style in his strong arms, he’s quick and efficient, I hear an elevator door ping and the rise and fall of the elevator which makes my eyes spin.I feel vomit come up in my throat “I think I’m about to puke,” I say drunkenly “What” he says watching the elevator door ping open, we enter the room and he places me on my feet.
Isabella POVThe sun is bright and blinding on my face when I wake up, my mind is distorted but I know my room has curtains because I hate being woken up by bright lights.My eyes pull open and the ceiling is a dark onyx color, reflecting at me, I frown “My ceilings are white” I frown my eyes moving to the left where my eyes meet with a strong, muscled, and olive-toned back but not next to me, on the couch his legs folded to himself and a black blanket around his hips and legs.I frown “Oh my gosh I’ve been kidnapped” I whisper to myself my feet meeting with cold wooden floors, I look around the room, ready to grab a weapon when he moves.His arms are first, my eyes are wide and I grab the first thing next to me, a vase with roses in it.The roses fall to the floor the vase right over my head and he turns around his bright blue eyes wide and staring at me In shock.“Dominic?” I call out which is followed by a loud screech from me the base falling to the floor.“If I knew you would try
Isabella POVAs soon as I hear the elevators ping I dive for my phone, my finger scrolling through the messages, some from work, one from my mother“Have fun” the message is followed by a winking emoji, I don’t know who taught her that.I immediately go to my contact session dialing Bianca's phone but it goes straight to voicemail.“Bianca I swear you won’t believe where I ended up last night. At Dominic DeLuca’s penthouse!! Call me back urgently!” I say into the phone ending the phone recording.Soon I hear another pink, and I immediately walk out of the room, My eyes meeting with the first balcony inside the house, I look down my eyes coming in contact with a maid.“Good morning mam, I’m here to set your bath and with your clothes” She raises a blush pink suit in her hand at me.“I’ll be right down there” I stop her walking down the stairs, “Thank you but I can set my bath myself,” I grab the suit and I notice in her other hand a pair of stilettos red bottoms “Okay mam, the chef w
Isabella POV2 pm comes faster than I can imagine and I’m reeling in my seat.“what is he going to do?”“Will people be there?” I bit my lip, my heart pounding in my chest, this man showed up out of nowhere and now controls my every thought.I frown, packing up all I have left for the day, my assistant walks through the door.“A driver is here for you mam” she explains“Okay, I’ll be right down, you can go home,” I tell her grabbing my bag and heading outside, I slip into the car again and this time there’s another bottle of champagne and a champagne flute waiting for me.“Again what’s this man’s plan?” I frown to myself avoiding the drink.We stop in front of a boutique and I’m led inside by the driver to a woman in a blood-red suit.“Hello, I’m Sandra and I’ll be your stylist for today” She sends me a smile“Stylist?” I frown to myself, I’ve been styling myself my whole life, does this mean he agates the way I look? Is he trying to change me?My frown deepens, I’m marrying a control
Isabella POV“Mine”What does he mean by that? I knew it!! All of this is to make me complacent, able to control me, that’s all he’s trying to do, bold of me to assume he actually-“ I hold tongue, this is an arranged marriage and I need to treat it as such.I dump the necklace beside me and the car comes in stop of the saloon.My hair takes a few hours and soon I’m dressed up in the white dress, heels, and my makeup done.The necklace? It’s in my hand boiling, ready to hand it right over to him.“I will not be controlled I say when the car comes to a stop”I notice the environment is a country club every single socialite visits, it’s the De-Luca’s Country Club.I bit my lip, suddenly feeling nervous, is he going to do this right in front of everyone“Can I do this, I look down at my phone and notice Bianca sent me strings of messages”I calm my raging heart, reading the messages “Girl what a night”“How did you get there???”“Girllllll Dominic De-Luca sent me flowers!!”“What for?” I
Isabella POVI take his promises to heart, stretching my hand out while my head bobs up and down in the yes direction.It was the first time I'd seen a genuine smile on his face, but it quickly disappears and he wears me the ring, easily fitting my finger perfectly.He stands on his feet handing the roses to me, “I hope you remember that for the rest of our lives,” he says turning to the side, “Dinner?”I stare down at the ring and the roses in my hand, “How did you know?” “Know what?” he turns to the side, leading me back to the garden doors“The ring?” I turn slightly to him as he pulls the door open.“Intuition” he shrugs leading me back inside the building We are led through the doors through the general hallways and I can feel eyes from guests burning into my soul.Eyes follow us, and the whispers follow.“Is that Dominic Deluca?”“Who is the lady?” “Why is she with flowers?”“Is that a ring?” “Is that Mariano's daughter?”“The falling company? No impossible”The whispers alm
DOMINIC POV The ride back home is long and the sky darkens as we drive into the mansion. “Sir, Mrs Bella” her driver approached me with concern on his face but I stop him my eyes flaring with anger, I push the door open the reveal the house lit up with low lightning. The maids are closed for the day and the house seems empty but I know she’s home. Ready to throw my anger at her, I march up the stairs, pushing the bedroom door open but find the room empty. Panic sets in immediately, but blindsided by my anger I walk towards the office, pushing the door open but it’s empty. “Isabella!!” I yell out, my heart pounding in my chest in a panic, I walk down the stairs when I hear the sound of someone crying. My feet slow down, my ears filling with more sounds of sniffling, and my eyes move to the sliding door under the stairs leading to the pool. The door is open and right at the edge of the pool is Isabella, her feet inside the water, the blue lighting from the pool reflecting ba
DOMINIC POV “Set up a meeting with the shareholders this month and clear my schedule for the weekends, I will no longer be working through the weekends,” I say my voice deep and stern as I think through my decision. With Isabella’s pregnancy and the recent threats, I need to work from home more, I need to pay more attention to her and maybe try and fix our relationship, the longing looks, the anger, the ignoring game, it needs to stop with the introduction of our child into the world. I sigh heavily, my mind still on the threats, I think back to what my sisters said, although they denied all claims, all the evidence points to them. The times we received letters in the house were always after a public gathering or at a public gathering, nobody but my family could wage such a heavy war on me or Isabella, nobody dared to, I did ask around but there was denial from everyone. I sigh turning to the lump of documents on my table, and my eyes moves to my phone, I was getting updates
ISABELLA POV“Look what the cat dragged in, Home-wrecker” Grace mutters with a sly smile on her face.I roll my eyes, “Maybe you should go somewhere else Grace, the store is wide enough, let me be” I turn my eyes away from her turning back to the racks of clothing.“I can’t leave, I was here first, it was the same thing for Dominic’s life but here you are” She rolls her eyes turning to Rachel, “What are you doing here with this bitch anyway?”“Don’t call her that” Rachel mutters turning her eyes away from her, again trying to avoid any confrontation that would lead to us being found out.“Can you get out please Grace, we don’t have the time for your stupid drama, call up Dominic or something, and then he can cater to your needs” I spit the words out in anger but my voice cracks in sadness, again, if Dominic had some self-respect or some respect for me, he would keep his mistress on a leash but he gave her everything she desired.She was the original, I am only a copy, a trophy wife.
ISABELLA POVThe car comes to a stop in front of a rusty apartment complex, I share a look with Rachel.“With the amount of money our family has, it’s easy to fall in love with the idea of some genuine love” she shrugs, her eyes filled with sadness.“Come on” I place my arm around her shoulder walking into the building, I walk towards the elevator but she stops me.“What?” I turn to her with a frown, confused about why she stopped us, “Don’t tell me you are scared to face him?” I raise a brow at her, about to speak some sense into her.“No, it’s not that” she mutters shyly, looking down at the floor and avoiding my gaze.“Then what?” My fingers raise her face to meet mine, a brow raised in anticipation.She gulps, her eyes moving around the reception, “The elevator is bad, we have to use the stairs” she sighs, her face pink with embarrassment.“Oh your brother will kill this boy” I shake my head with a sigh, so not only did he get her pregnant and abandon her, but he doesn’t have the
ISABELLA POV“It’s true!!” She exclaims eyes wide with a mix of fear and anxiety, “The paint stained me in the first place and that’s why I had to change” She gulps, her eyes darting to me slightly before returning back to Madam DeLuca “But that looks like blood” Madam DeLuca's eyes flicker nervously between the blood stain and my tainted dress.“I’m fine, I am really” I reassure her with a nod, trying to act as calm as I can, quite the opposite of what I feel, quickly turning to Dominic to diffuse the situation, “You should go, I will be home soon” my fingers hold his in my grasp, our eyes meeting with each other, charged with an intensity I never thought he would feel towards me. But I guess the baby changes everything.He heaves a heavy sigh, his eyes scanning me one last time, his jaw clenched in frustration, “Fine I will go. But you have to be back soon, and a driver will pick you up, it’s not safe for you to drive” he says with a dismissive tone but filled with underlying conce
ISABELLA POV“Bella?” What are you doing here? He calls out and I turn to him, acting in shock as I pull out the earphones.“Well, what are you doing in Rachel’s bedroom in the middle of the day?” Madame DeLuca says her eyes trained on me but slightly moves to Rachel who has pulled out her earphones also.Francesca's frill voice surprised the silence “Will somebody say something? Anything?” Francesca screeches next to me, her eyes blazing with anticipation, her gaze filled with intensity as she waited for my answer.I hesitated, my voice faltering as I struggled to find an answer for them, “Well, I came here to “ I pause gulping my nervousness down, I turn to Rachel, her eyes filled with an expectant gaze, looking at me in anticipation to solve this issue for us. “Rachel needed help with some financial questions regarding the accounts” The lie rolls of my tongue smoothly, but my heart racing hoping they don’t catch in on us.“You know I’m not done with school yet, so I was confused” R
ISABELLA POV “Pregnant for real?” I raise a brow at her, “That is impossible, I can’t stand Dominic and vice versa, we have not even been on the same bed for ages now” I sigh leaning back on the couch Knock….knock. “Mam, the spa ladies are done setting up, they expect you outside soon” Madam Thelma’s voice echoes from behind the door. “I will be right down!!” I yell back, as her footsteps retract. “So what are we going to do now? You either tell Dominic the truth now and save yourself the drama or keep up with this lie and face the consequences later” Bianca sighs plopping down on the couch right next to me. I sigh when I hear my phone ding in my robe. “I think I’m bleeding, or losing the baby,” I read out the message from Rachel, my heart drums in my chest and I stand up immediately “What? What’s wrong?” Bianca raises a brow at me as I rush into the closet pulling out a dress. “It’s Rachel, something is happening, I have to get to her,” I say my voice filled with tension, fe
ISABELLA POV “My sisters,” he says simply leaning on the door I frown, “Your sisters? That is impossible, they wouldn’t send men to kill their own friend at their own party” I step out of the tub and he is quick to come and help me, shocking me. “I’m fine, I can do it myself” I distance myself from him. What’s the use of accepting his fake kindness due to some pregnancy that doesn’t exist, as soon as we reveal the truth, it will all end, and we can go back to being roommates, pretending to the world that we are in love. “Well I think it’s them, I confronted them earlier this morning and they acted quite suspicious, especially Rachel” he shrugs moving back to the doorway I roll my eyes at that, they are probably more worried he would find out about their nasty fake pregnancy plan they had with Grace and of course, Rachel would be nervous due to her being the pregnant one. “I still think you should investigate further, I don’t think they would go this far to just hurt me” “You
ISABELLA POV The morning sun blinds me immediately my eyes pull open, the main door cracks open and Thelma walks in with a tray in her hand. “Thelma” I mutter a slight frown on my face, my eyes move around the room not sensing Dominic, “Where is Dominic?” I ask as she walks to my bedside with the tea, “And when did you start serving me tea so early in the morning?” I frown at her Her smile is bright and wide, filled with a tease, “Mr Dominic told me about your condition, congratulations mam” she smiles widely, grabbing my feet and helping me into my slippers “Woah, is that why I’m getting all this special treatment?” I laugh, my eyes refusing to meet hers and conform to this lie Rachel and I have started. “Drink this, it will help with the morning sickness” She passes me the tea glass, the smell of ginger filtering into my nose. I thank her, drinking as much as I can and playing into the facade. “Do you know when Dominic will be back?” I frown I am sure he is still angry over