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
"Capo I…" Titus started but the look Viso gave, made him shut his mouth into a thin line. Viso was not going to give Liam an easy death but a painful one. But before that, He was going to give him a brutally painful life!As Viso reached the small apartmental house, his face scrunched into utter disgust. He couldn't believe that She could fuck a degraded scum but not him. Bruised Ego! That's what He was feeling at this moment. Adrenaline was running wildly in His blood when He rang the bell and started counting seconds. Exactly after eleven seconds, the door finally opened and a brunette peeked at him behind the door, her brows pulled into a frown as she stared at Him. "Who are you and what do you want?" she snapped at Viso,who was looking like a rugged goon at that time. Viso looked at the girl, tilting his head slightly. No doubt she was beautiful with her hazel brown eyes and full lips. But she sounded too bitchy and confident for Viso's taste. Not that He was looking for His In
Helena pulled Isabel into the kitchen and sighed deeply. “What kind of your Boss is he?” She asked curtly.Isabel blinked in response. “What do you mean? He is.. good boss!” Helena inhaled deeply again and nodded. It seemed like Her friend didn't get the question she asked. “But I don't like him.” Helena declared, making Isabel sigh. “Leena, you are overthinking. He is not bad, it's just he is quite different while talking about his views and demands, nothing else. Don't worry, you met him for the first time, that's why you are overthinking about his demeanour. I assure you…”“Isa, listen to me very well.” Helena interrupted her and held her shoulders. Her face held utmost seriousness. “I don't like this boss of yours even a little bit. And there is a reason. Did you see his vicious eyes, his twisted stare at you, I can clearly see the ugly intention behind them. I don't understand how you stuck with him? He practically barged in my house saying ‘I want Isabel’ without any manners.
"Is he still angry?" Isabel asked Helena over the phone. Liam was not happy when she informed them that she was leaving because she had an urgent meeting with Lucia in an hour and Viso too had a meeting. Isabel was still baffled over the fact that she had lied not once but many times to Helena in a single day. She kept apologising to God for the sins she kept performing to save her friend and her son."He is but I will talk to him don't worry," Helena said while Isabel closed her eyes and let out a deep breath. She knew what was coming and she was right when Helena's next words were exactly what she had been thinking. "Isa. I know I am repeating it but I don't trust your Boss at all. And I am saying this because I noticed your attraction to him as well. Please don't be fooled by some fake promises and let him take your advantage. Everything looks too sweet and pleasing in the beginning.""Leena. Please don't think too much about it. There is nothing between me and Mr D'Angelo. And th
Evan looked at his Compagno with inquisitive eyes. "I hate Rome!" Viso sneered, taking another gulp of liquor from his whiskey glass. "This place is horrid. Can you fucking believe She rejected me, straight to my face. That fucking…"He stopped and gulped down the whole glass of whiskey in one go as He couldn't bring himself to say anything nasty against Isabel. Evan could read Viso like an open book. This madness was more than lust. But what was it? Obsession? Yes, it was that. What else could it be?"It's all because of that Little Moth. She filled Isabel's mind against me!" Viso fumed before He grabbed the bottle, once again filled his glass with the whiskey. "Moth?" Evan asked Viso, squinting his eyes. "What Moth?”Viso looked at Evan, "Her friend. The Bitch and that Ugly potato. I wanted to kill her then and there and I would have only if she didn't have that…" Viso couldn't bring himself to talk about Liam as an Infuriating energy hugged his body imagining those two criminals
"What happened to your hand?" Isabel asked when she saw Viso sitting in the living area with a first aid box open in front of him and trying to clean his wounded, bloodied wrist and hand. Viso clenched his jaws tightly as He recalled how she rejected Him. How she insulted him. But then He reminded himself that He needed Her to pity Him. Her pity was the way to his success.His Bonker mind gave him a disapproving look. But He overlooked it and focused on Isabel. Pity, I need her Pity, He told himself again before meeting her worried eyes. "Nothing for you to worry about, Isabel. But I want you to pack your luggage. We are leaving first thing in the morning, tomorrow," He told her curtly. Isabel blinked. "But why Mr D'Angelo?"Viso gave her a sharp look and pointed at his injury. "Because I don't want you to be harmed," Viso was not lying about her safety, Sandro could try to attack Him again. Although He loved this thrill and He can continue it in his city. But He wouldn't allow any