“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
“Isabella…” Casey called her as she shook her. “Isabella… wake up, sweetheart. You have received some courier.” Casey said but Isabella just turned around on the bed. “God. This girl…” Casey said as she shook Isabella again. “What mom? Let me sleep.” Isabella said. “I would love too but you have received some courier.” Casey said and Isabella slowly opened her eyes looking at her mother and then down at the paper cover she is holding. “What is that?” Isabella asked rolling her hand on her eyes like a kid. “I don’t know. It’s from Giovanni it seems.” Casey answered and Isabella blinked her eyes and got up from the bed and sat straight. She quickly took the cover from her mother and was about to open it when her eyes fell on her mother. “I will take care of it later… You can leave, mom.” Isabella said and Casey frowned. “What is it, Isabella?” Casey asked and Isabella blinked her eyes looking away from her. “It’s nothing, Mom.” Isabella answered. Casey raised an eyebrow, not
“Giovanni, why aren’t you being home? Why are you always out?” Jasmine asked as soon as he stepped inside the Mansion. Giovanni looked up at his wife and sighed. “I have work. That is why, I am not home.” Giovanni answered. “Are you that busy that you couldn’t even answer your phone? Do you know how many times I have called you?” Jasmine asked angrily. “Jasmine, I have two things to take care off. One is my company and second is my pack! Don’t you think I will be busy? Why are you calling me in office hours?” Giovanni asked and Jasmine chuckled. “I am the Queen of your pack, Giovanni. Don’t you think, I will know if you went to the pack house or not?” Jasmine asked and Giovanni frowned at her. “Jasmine, just because you are the Queen of my pack, doesn't give you the right to question my every move. I am the Lycan and I have responsibilities. You need to respect that,” Giovanni said sternly, his eyes flashing with anger.Jasmine crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes at him. “And
“I don’t want to understand. Do you get it?” Giovanni asked sighing and was about to walk away from there but he suddenly stopped in mid way as he heard Jasmine. “You will. Because I am your wife. Since I am listening to you, don’t you thinks it’s fair for me if you listen to me too?” Jasmine asked and Giovanni turned around looking at her. “What should I listen to you? No! Actually, what do you want from me, Jasmine?” Giovanni asked seriously. “You! I want you. I want your time. I want your love. Like you always loved me… until we got married. And gave me time until we married. What happened now?” Jasmine asked as tears rolled in her eyes and Giovanni chuckled. “I gave you time at that time because you deserved it… but now, you don’t!” Giovanni answered. Jasmine's eyes widened in shock, and her cheeks flushed with anger. "What? What do you mean, I don't deserve it now?" she asked, her voice trembling.Giovanni shrugged. "You've changed, Jasmine. You're not the same person I fell