Isabella raised her head and glanced at him in shock. “What?” She asked again just to confirm what he had just said. Matteo’s gaze was transfixed to his wrist as he unbuttoned the hand of his suit. “Mm”, He murmured and nodded his head slightly, not noticing Isabella's eyes were blurring due to tears welling up in her eyes. After releasing the button on his wrist, he glanced at her with serious concern in his green eyes and briefly examined her face before realizing she was crying. He yearned to kiss her chubby cheek and wiped the tears from her face then comfort her by telling her that everything would be alright as long as he is here. He felt his heart ached because of her and he turned his head away, unable to look at her in the face with that expression in her eyes; why are women so weak, Matteo wondered as he hated the fact that she is weak and it’s killing him inside. Isabella's heart tightened when she realized what Matteo had just said. "But sir..." she started, her voic
Matteo stormed into his office and noticed Sofia sitting on the visitors' seat, staring ahead as if she had been waiting for him for a long time.When Sofia became aware of his presence, she rose up on her feet and turned to face the door where he was stood. She bowed her head gently and greeted him, "Welcome, sir. She said.Matteo scowled at Sofia; he was enraged at the mere sight of her after discovering she was the reason Isabella was almost raped. How could she had left Isabella alone in that room without considering recruiting maids to accompany her? Did she ever consider what may have happened if he hadn't checked the CCTV cameras live feed?Matteo's chest heaved up and then down as he inhaled deeply and exhaled to vent out his rage. "Start talking," Matteo ordered coldly, slamming the door shut behind him to prevent anyone from interrupting with their conversation."I'm not sure what you're talking about," Sofia said as her brow furrowed in confusion."Explain how you sent Isab
As Isabella felt Matteo's soft lips compress against hers, her eyes widened in astonishment and her pulse raced. She stifled a gasp; it was her first kiss, and it felt so intense. She was so timid that she attempted to resist by shoving him off, but she couldn't. Her body betrayed her as she felt so drawn to him despite how rough and challenging the kiss seemed. Isabella sensed his hand move past her chin to grasp her face in his hand as he drove his tongue through her lips, prompting her to split her lips open for him effortlessly. Her entire body shook as a cold sensation ran down her spine; she has never had this feelings before since a real man has never kissed her. His lips were so soft and delectable against hers and it felt so amazing.Matteo grunt, closing his eyes tightly as desires surged through him. His tongue delved deep within her mouth, seeking dominance with his hand frantically stroking her face. Her mouth felt so exquisite and dueling as his tongue freely explored
Isabella remained calm for a moment as she thought, "so does this mean the kiss was a mistake?' She felt her heart tighten in agony, realizing she wouldn't be pleased if this kiss meant nothing to him because it was her first kiss. She wanted it to be with someone who loves her, not a stranger who barely knows anything about her.Isabella's pulse raced, and she seized her breath when she felt him bury his face in the crook of her neck, silently absorbing her fragrance. His warm breath skimmed against her skin, sending an electric jolt through her body and causing her nipples to harden painfully.Isabella's heart thumped hard against her chest, waiting for Matteo to move away from her so she could get down from his table and leave right away, as she felt so uncomfortable and intimidated by his presence. She couldn't even speak or demand that he leave her alone, out of the fear that was burning inside her.Matteo closed his eyes, his body trembling as he struggled to steady his heaving
Leonardo was laying on the bed in the spacious bedroom inside the mansion, his eyes fixed indifferently at the interior decor of the white ceiling above him. He was irritated by the constant images of Isabella running through his mind, which kept his cock in a semi-hard position. He kept picturing how Isabella had stripped in front of him in his office yesterday. He couldn’t stop thinking about Isabella. He could still clearly recall how seductive she appeared to be when she took off her top and revealed her enormous, fleshy, round breast that was concealed in her black bra.Leonardo has been drinking alcohol since yesterday simply to get the thought of Isabella out of his mind, but he finds it more difficult and challenging the more he thinks about her. He would picture himself fucking Isabella, causing him to get more hard and horny for her. He’d been drinking alcohol frequently just to get her off his mind, but it wasn’t working anyway. He decided to move on to the next room just t
Isabella's train of thought was interrupted as the door opened, causing her to jolt up into a sitting posture and place her hand on the table to observe who had invaded her office without knocking. She let out a sigh of relief when she saw Sofia standing at the doorway. She had thought it was her boss who had entered the office."What exactly do you want?" Isabella inquired. She was still reeling from the notion that Sofia had intentionally set her up to be raped. She was baffled as to why Sofia was here after what she did. Could it be possible that she came in here to apologize? Isabella felt skeptical about this!Sofia stood motionless, her hands clenched into fists on either side of her body; she was battling with her emotions not to let them get the best of her after receiving an order that Matteo demanded for Isabella's presence on the rooftop. A few minutes ago, she received a call from Matteo ordering her to escort Isabella to the rooftop. She clinched her teeth and furrowed he
Standing near the rooftop has always been Matteo’s habit, especially when he sought some peace of mind to take his troubles away. Matteo had come up to the rooftop to clear his thoughts regarding Isabella after the unexpected kiss that occurred between them, yet nothing had been working. He craved for her presence, which was why he had ordered Sofia to summon Isabella at the roof-top right away.Matteo had always wanted to be alone since Lucia departed, but now he feels like he needs someone besides him, and that’s Isabella. He desires her and must have her at any cost.As the howling cold breeze mingling with Isabella’s tempting scent grazed Matteo’s face, he inhaled deeply to soothe his worries. Matteo brushed his hair back from his face. He hasn't felt this peaceful in a lifetime.Isabella sensed that he needed some time to himself to think things over, so she kept her composure behind his back and waited for him to speak before proceeding.Matteo inhaled deeply, absorbing Isabella
"Ahhh!” Isabella gasped as her vision was met with a wide-angle view of the city. The bright, bustling streets with numerous, towering skyscrapers and prominent landmarks sprawled out before them as far as her eyes could see from their direction. She could feel her eyes whirling and her brain spinning. She felt nauseous as she stared down at the little buildings from the tallest building where she stood. She’d never seen anything like this before, and it was both beautiful and alarming to observe how the rooftop covered the full roof of the neighboring tall buildings.Isabella recoiled back, terror seizing her as she imagined herself accidentally falling down the cliff. She moved far away from the brittle parapet, out of fear that it might crack and she would tumble off.Matteo detected her movement and diverted his gaze to her, puzzled. "What's wrong?” He questioned."It's too scary to look down." Isabella said, shivering with anxiety, "What if I fall?" She asked and shuddered in fea
"Please, just do anything you want with me, but don't report me to the police or expose the clip," Isabella cried out, her eyes tightly closed, hoping he hadn't hit the button.Leonardo let out a soft chuckle upon hearing her response. His smile widens as he raises an eyebrow inquisitively. "Anything I want...? With you?" he repeated, sounding intrigued by her offer."Yes!” Isabella responded sharply.“Excellent choice, Isabella," he remarks wickedly, and she opens her eyes sadly to meet his sinister gaze. "I want to fuck you, Isabella," he whispered. “Now, tell me how much you want me," Leonardo whispers with a devilish grin adorning his handsome features.“I want you, Leonardo," Isabella told him.“No," Leonardo countered, leaning in until their lips were mere inches apart.Isabella closed her eyes, uncertain about what more he desired from her.“Beg me to fuck you, Isabella," Leonardo commanded, squeezing her cheeks together tightly.“Please, fuck me Leonardo!" Isabella whispered,
Isabella eyes was fixated on the tape of Matteo engaging intimately with her. The audio continued to play, eliciting moans from the phone as the video progressed, leaving Leonardo feeling irritated and Isabella in a state of shock."Do you think I didn't know about your erotic affair with my brother?" Leonardo inquired, catching her off guard with his question. Isabella looked up, meeting his gaze, and he stared down at her. She was aware that he knew about her relationship with his brother, but what she didn't know was that Leonardo had been the one watching her and Matteo in the hallway."How could you, Leonardo?" Isabella asked, her voice filled with a mix of shock and disbelief as she attempted to snatch the phone from his hand.However, Leonardo swiftly evaded her attempt, extending his hand up and preventing her hand from reaching the phone."Oh, how could I?" Leonardo retorted, scoffing as he dipped his phone behind his pocket. "Well, why would you let my brother fuck you first
"None! Just let me go, Leonardo!" Isabella yelled at him as she tried to move away along the wall in the opposite direction.However, Leonardo promptly blocked her path by placing his other hand against the wall, thwarting her escape. "Do you think I would let you go so easily without punishing you for your mistake?" he asked, licking his lips hungrily as he stared down at her intensely."Sir, if you don't..." Isabella's voice trailed off as she struggled to speak under the weight of his penetrating gaze, which only made her feel extremely uncomfortable. "Don't even dare to scream, Isabella; the door is soundproof, so no one will hear you," Leonardo said, seemingly aware of what she might consider doing.Isabella felt a surge of fear, her stomach fluttering nervously. She couldn't comprehend why her body found something intriguing or exciting about him when he was blatantly trying to harass her inappropriately. "I'll pay for the damage. How much is it?" she asked, but Leonardo respon
Isabella's heart raced so fast with fear; she was so scared by his threat that she took two steps back, away from his reach."Leonardo, the..." Isabella begun, interrupted by his curt demand, "I don't care if the picture is yours or not! Just take off your clothing and prove it," Leonardo snapped, clearly irritated by her reluctance to comply with his command."It's not mine, Sir Leonardo," Isabella protested, tears welling up in her eyes, hoping he would believe her."Do you want me to involve the police?" Leonardo asked, raising an eyebrow with all seriousness, which caused Isabella’s eyes to widen and panic to surge through her. "I could call the police right now and sue you for attempting to seduce me," he threatened. "I've got proof, and I won't hesitate to expose you by stripping you naked in front of everyone," Leonardo asserted sternly.Isabella's whole body trembled with fear, wondering what she had gotten herself into. She questioned herself inwardly, 'Oh God, what have I do
Isabella wondered what he was asking about because she was only apologizing for coming late so he wouldn't fire her, but here he is talking about something else.“Please, what are you talking about, sir?” Isabella asked.Leonardo sighed and relaxed back on his swivel chair. It seems she doesn't understand what he meant and he needed to make it more obvious to her that he had seen the picture. "Did you think I didn't see the message?""What are you talking about?” Isabella asked to be sure what message he was talking about because she was sure she deleted the photo if it was that. “Of course I sent you the document”, She added with a nervous smile.Leonardo grew frustrated with her apparent bewilderment and snapped, "Stop pretending like you don't know, Isabella!" He asserted, causing Isabella to furrow her brows in confusion, wondering if there was something he knew that she didn't know.Judging from Isabella's continued puzzled expression, Leonardo was certain she was unaware of what
Leonardo stepped out of the elevator and hurried into his office. His erection was evidence, straining against his pants and causing him discomfort. He locked the door behind him, walked to his desk, sat down, and unlocked his phone again. It revealed in his phone that Isabella had sent the necessary documents he had requested, but the deleted photo still remained. She must have panicked after sending the photo to him. He thought.‘But what if this photo wasn't meant for me, then who was it meant for? My brother?’ He questioned inwardly. ‘It better not, because it wasn't part of the deal that he would still be involved with her’. Leonardo mumbled to himself."Fuck", Leonardo groaned, glancing down at his pants, where his cock was visibly straining the fabric. His erection had literally created a noticeable tent in his pants. The feeling was annoyingly painful, and he really needed relief. "Relax, it's just a boob photo; we're not even into boobs," Leonardo muttered to himself, attempti
"Sooo... back to business," Sofia continued, diverting her gaze to the tablet connected to the projector screen. She swiped her finger across the tablet-screen, displaying multimedia content on the projector screen for everyone to see. She began explaining further for better comprehension while the employees followed along with the visible projector screen. She proceeded to display a slideshow of graphs accompanied by pictures, saying, "We've been receiving numerous complaints about the hotel's customer service and low ratings from the customers..."Her words faded in Leonardo's ears, as he wasn't paying as much attention as the rest of the employees. He was worried that Isabella is yet to arrive at work, and it had been bothering him so much that she hadn't sent a respond to his request yet.Leonardo grabbed his phone from the table and started sending her a series of messages, expressing his frustration over her failure to send the documents he requested. Although the documents were
TWO HOURS AGO.Leonardo ended the phone-call with Isabella and entered the conference room, instantly, everyone promptly rose from their chairs to acknowledge his presence.All The employees were uniformly dressed in a white long-sleeve shirts paired with black skirts and pants, as per the prescribed dress code for the meeting. The uniform made them easily identifiable for the meeting. "Good morning, sir," the employees said in unison.However, Leonardo disregarded their greetings as he made his way to the head of the long, dark, glass-topped table, where he sat in the high-backed executive chair. His commanding presence captured the room's attention. "Get to work," he commanded brusquely, and the employees settled into the plush, cushioned chairs surrounding the table.Every chair was occupied except the one next to Leonardo, which was reserved for Isabella, the secretary."Sir..." a male employee raised his hand, requesting permission to speak, and Leonardo nodded, granting him per
The elevator beeped open before she stepped out of the elevator and entered the magnificent hallway that led to the conference room. As she walked through the hallway, she turned to look at the transparent walls beside her and caught a glimpse of the staff in the spectacular boardroom room. They were all packing up their stuff from the big table, while a few employees were already stepping out of the conference as they moved towards the elevator.It seemed to her that the meeting was over, but she needed to confirm. "Please, is the meeting over?" Isabella asked one of the employees passing by, but her query was met with a dismissive demeanor. The white lady's hurried attitude indicated she had no time for conversation."Please excuse me," the lady said, giving Isabella a light nudge before entering the elevator and departing.Something was wrong, Isabella could tell by their expressions. She quickened up her steps and arrived at the conference room’s entrance, and just as she was abou