"I came to ask about your meeting with my fiance, brother. So When are we getting married?" Gina Moretti asked, sitting in front of her Brother Sandro Moretti who looked at her with a piercing gaze. His face hardened as he recalled the insults Viso threw at him. How he mocked him and his sister while she was waiting for her wedding day with that bastard. "There will be no marriage, Gina. Because We are at war with that Dog!"Gina stiffened upon hearing the answer. "War? But Father and Secudri had announced this treaty for peace. What happened now?" She asked with astonishment. Sandro's upper lip scrunched as he recalled the crooked reaction Viso gave him when he mentioned peace to him. "There won't be any peace because He doesn't want peace. He wants war, Gina. He said straight no to marry you. And when I warned him of the consequences he asked me to be creative with the said consequences."Gina narrowed her eyes on her brother. He said no to this marriage? But why? It was an insult
"Come to Bellezza nera, Compagno," Viso frowned, hearing the excitement in Evan's voice. He was reading the email his general manager sent about the drama Gina Moretti did in His office yesterday. It was when his phone rang and the most irritating person’s name flashed on the screen. Viso accepted the call without thinking. "I want you to meet me there in an hour. Let's have the jams of our lives, Bonkers. I'm coming with my new brand bitch," Evan sang from the other side while Viso glanced at the wall clock to check time. It was 9 Pm. "Are you high on something?" Viso asked, thinking if the fucker had wasted the twenty-five millions on his favorite addiction. He knew why Evan was calling him to the club. He turned his head to the right side to see Her. His Innocent Angel as she moved into his home freely now. He took a deep breath to control his urges as He noticed her small but round butts. She was wearing a cartoon printed pyjama and a loose baggy T-shirt. She was beautiful bu
Everyone stopped their dance when the music got turned off and heard the commotion which snatched their attention to the scene.The man in his 40's approached them with taut features. He walked hastily towards them and when he got near to them, he glared at the boys while halting in his steps. Looking at the guns in their hands, he pursed his lips. He breathed out and looked at Viso."I apologise, Capo. They are only spoiled brats, playing foolishly around. Disregard their ill behaviour." He said while lowering his gaze. Evan scowled with the new disturbance. Evidently, he was enjoying the show of those dum-dums but this annoying manager of the club had to barge in between to stop the drama.Viso was not different but He was pleased to have a new role in the drama. He already made the plot. "Is that so?" He hummed. With the continuous glare from that Manager Donatello, the boys put their guns down. They understood It was obvious that the manager knew these men vaguely or they were kn
Evan opened another bottle of his newly launched liquor for Viso, which he couldn't get the chance to introduce his compagno due to that drama. He filled a large glass of it and handed it to His Compagno."Tell me about this girl?" He asked in a serious tone this time. The solemnity was a sign of how much he cared about Viso. Evan had no one except for Viso and he was not going to stand aside and watch his Compagno suffer. They had crossed so many stages together, though this was something for which Evan was not ready.Evan too needed a large glass of liquor today. But that would be later, now he only wanted to know the damn reason behind Viso's strange behaviour. He wanted to know about the girl who messed up his friend's life. Should He End Her? His Compagno didn't have to know, and it would solve his problem as well. "I don't understand, every single minute, All I think about is being with her. Her beautiful cherry lips call me to taste them. One glance from Her big brown eyes y
Isabel Panicked when the water swallowed her completely. She felt as if she was drowning. "Oh dear god!" an anxious prayer left her mouth before water filled her mouth as she thrashed to swim but she couldn't hold herself from floating. Isabel didn't know how to swim. In her wiggling state, she forgot about Viso holding her. "Someone help…" She pulled her head out of the water before inhaling deeply but again unbalanced herself. Viso grimaced, seeing her panicked state. He pulled her up by her waist. "You don't need anyone else' help when I am with you, Isabel. Don't be scared,I will keep you safe," He said in an amusing tone before wiping his face with one hand and swiping his wet locks back. Isabel's panic subsided and she remembered that she was not alone in the pool. A strong pair of arms was holding her tightly. She looked up, meeting Viso's gaze and gulped down her saliva, pinching her lips. "You should not fear anything or anyone when I am with you, Isabel," He said with a l
Uneasy! That's what Isabel had been feeling since last night. She couldn't digest Her Boss, Viso D'Angelo, One of Europe's richest men, a Multi-Billionaire, like her. Her! But why? There was no match between them. And she was not only talking about the financial difference. They were different on every other account as well. She was a vegetarian. And He loves sea-food. Not to forget his neat freak personality and OCD. And…Isabel's thoughts ceased, well she didn't know him well enough to state anymore differences. But still, why would He like her when He could have any women He wants?Isabel's mind was poking her head thinking about it since last night. Her bewildered thoughts were affecting her work as well. She had been working on his suit from the last three days, only the finishing was left of that design but she couldn't bring herself to do that today. So the design was left unfinished with her chewing on the pencil head. Her head was as heavy as a giant rock. Last night, the wa
Isabel eyed everything around her, overwhelmed. Although she had seen this kind of luxury in movies and documentaries but she never imagined herself travelling like this one day.Isabel had travelled by air only thrice, every time in economy class and that too cost her every penny in her pouch. And today, she was travelling in this luxurious private plane, not first class but in a private plane. This was something she never imagined doing. When they left Viso's mansion in his car, she thought they would be travelling by car. She even suggested taking a train as they would reach sooner than a car.Viso gave her a look and focused back on his laptop. She didn't understand the meaning of that look until the car stopped at a private airfield. Isabel was bewildered seeing the huge white and golden-themed plane. Everything looked royal just like his house. This plane was the carbon copy of his mansion’s theme like it was one of his furniture. And just like his mansion, Isabel felt awkw
Viso let out a deep irritating sigh. "Did you call me here to see you pacing around your office, enraged?" He asked Evan who had been shooting colourful curses about some whore from the last one hour. Evan stopped pacing and faced Viso before giving him a hard glare. "No, I called you here to show you this new bitch of a club and to meet the few Greeks. But that's gone now. I don't care about my Bitches anymore. I care about only one BITCH and I swear to my IDEAL that I am going to rip that BITCH apart. I am going to ruin her!" Evan's eyes were hard as he vowed to destroy Her.Viso frowned, He had no idea what Bitch he was talking about. He had never seen Evan like this before except for one time and Viso would never want His Homie to go through that time again. And If He was swearing to his Ideal it means it was something serious. He got to his feet and walked to Evan whose eyes were murderous, nose flaring up and lips were pressed in a tight line. But the thing that startled Vi