“Come on let’s go and sit” Giovanni rushed them to the dining table while Casey and Isabella looked at him like he was some alien. Isabella isn’t still over her father’s death, his funeral and his face still running in her head on repeat, her heart squeezing with pain every time his face flashed in front of her eyes. Casey was feeling awkward and uncomfortable, to have a man in their house when her husband’s funeral was just done, whatever his intentions were. Isabella isn’t having a good feeling either. She knows he’d ask for money too and the fact that they can’t pay it at that moment made her feel humiliated all of a sudden. Everyone who came to the funeral, it felt like they’d ask to pay the debts as soon as possible. Given that he is dead and the amount is more, there is no way they’d give them much time. “Come let’s have lunch” He said, pulling a chair for them, his actions made Isabella grow more nervous and scared. It feels like his every action and word is filled with sa
“Isabella” Casey called for her daughter as she sat on the couch, determined to make her agree about the offer Giovanni made regarding a choice that’d change their lives forever. She is hell bent on getting Isabella married to Giovanni, after all their whole life depends on it and she can’t afford to lose everything. She knows no one could pay the debts her late husband did, the impossible amount he took could directly land Casey and Isabella into prison, as they can’t pay it and they’d forever be in debts, begging money from everyone. The mere thought sent shivers down Casey’s spine. Afterall, all she wanted was a luxurious life and she’d go to any extent for it. And she finds it unfair that she has to pay the debts her husband made. And when a golden opportunity presents itself in front of her, on the cost of giving her daughter’s life for three years, she doesn’t find it unfair anymore. She won’t have debts anymore and she’d get to live the life she wanted. And the thought of
“Hello” Casey’s voice shivered as she called the man who dealt with them to get her daughter married for three years and produce his heir. Isabella sat beside her mother, clutching her hand as she heard his voice as the mobile was on speaker. “Yes Mrs.Willow?” His voice was more like mocking and Isabella could feel his cockiness even through the call. “I assume you called me to tell me your decision?” He rasped after a moment, a wide smirk on his face as he waited for her to speak. “Yes Mr.Accardi” Casey stammered. “So is your daughter ready? Or should the investors who invested in your husband contact the cops?” Giovanni could feel his lycan wolf getting excited at the answer. He knows the answer but hearing it would calm the beast inside him. Tapping the desk that he was working on, he waited for her to speak. Isabella glared at the mobile, as if it was him. She can’t believe she accepted that shitty deal. But she doesn’t have any option. She was stuck and she was helpless, h
“Come” Isabella said, standing up as she gestured to him to follow her. Giovanni stood up, his eyes shining with amusement as he tried to understand what was running through her head. But he followed her with a slight shrug. She led him to her room, his long feet didn’t help her short one as he walked in long strides as his shoulder brushed with hers, sending a shiver down his spine. As he enters inside her room and looks around, she locks the door and a smirk instantly grazes his face. Ignoring the look on his face, she walked to the middle of the room as she thought how to say him. “So you want to do it right here huh?” Giovanni said in a husky voice as he stepped towards her. She narrowed her eyes as she instinctively took a step back. His smirk widened as he took another step forward and she stepped back again. It followed until her back touched the wall as her breath hitched when he placed his hands on either side of her head. She tried to calm her raging heart while he ado
Giovanni watched as Isabella’s expression changed from anger to fear and disgust. He felt a pang of guilt in his chest, wondering if he was doing the right thing by forcing her into this arrangement. He stood up from the couch and walked towards her, gently placing his hands on her shoulders.“Isabella, are you sure you want to do this?” he asked, looking deeply into her eyes. “If you have any doubts or reservations, please tell me. I don’t want you to do something that you’ll regret later.” Isabella looked up at him, surprised by his sudden change of tone. She could see the genuine concern in his eyes, and for a moment, she wondered if he really did care about her. But then she remembered the cold, calculating businessman who had made this deal with her, and she quickly pushed those thoughts aside.Isabella chuckled hearing those words from him. “Regret?” Isabella asked suddenly and started laughing making Giovanni sigh.“Those words doesn't suit you to be honest.” Isabella said as
“What about your wife? Does she know about me? Did you tell her? Is she okay with everything? How can she be okay if her husband is sharing a bed with some other woman?” Isabella asked confusingly. “You don't have to know about it.” Giovanni countered. “How can I not know? I don't want to be a home weaker.” Isabella replied and Giovanni sighed.“You won't be one.” Giovanni said.“Then tell me if your wife know about this between us or not?” Isabella asked. Giovanni's expression turned somber as he responded to Isabella's questions. "I haven't told my wife about us yet. It's complicated, but I promise I'll find the right time to explain everything to her," he said, avoiding her gaze.Isabella's face fell as she heard Giovanni's response. "How can you keep me a secret from your wife? What kind of marriage is that?" she asked, feeling hurt and betrayed. "I don't want to be the cause of any trouble between the two of you. Maybe we should call off the wedding," she added, her voice trem
Giovanni slowly walked towards her as she opened the door for him. Isabella felt a shiver run down her spine as Giovanni walked towards her. She couldn't deny the fact that she was attracted to him, but at the same time, she was terrified of what he might do to her. She knew that she had gotten herself into a situation that she might not be able to handle.“You can leave now!” Isabella said as he stood in front of her. Isabella looked up at him, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know if she could trust him, if she could believe his words. But she knew that she had no choice but to try. She closed her eyes, feeling his hand on her cheek, and for a brief moment, she allowed herself to imagine what it would be like to be with him. To feel his strong arms around her, his lips on hers, his body pressed against hers...But then, she shook her head, pushing those thoughts away. She couldn't let herself be distracted by the allure of this man, by the promise of pleasure and desire
“I will send the contract in the evening. Sign it.” Giovanni said and she nodded her head. “Alright. So, I will see you in the morning.” Giovanni said brushing his finger against her lips and she nodded her head again moving her head away from him. He smiled and just walked away from there. Isabella just fell on her knees as tears rolled down from her eyes as Giovanni’s figure disappeared from her eyes. She just sat there thinking about how she had fell into this situation so suddenly… Why should this happen to her? What had she done in life to be cursed like this? Just because of her father’s debts, she is sacrificing her life. Isabella felt so powerless and devastated, as if the weight of the world was crushing down on her. She had always dreamed of a life of freedom and independence, of pursuing her passions and living on her own terms. But now, she was trapped in this suffocating situation, bound by the chains of debt and obligation.She had never knew that her father was a g