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Isabella Tomorrow arrived with a lack of sleep for me due to the excitement I felt. It went without saying that I tossed and turned all through the night, thinking about what the day would bring. I only managed to get a couple of hours of sleep before I heard a knock on my door. Even after picking an outfit and trying to get the dark circles under my eyes to disappear, I still looked like a zombie. "Paula," I said into my phone, "can you help me please? I look terrible." Paula's voice sounded groggy, but her face, when she came into my room, showed otherwise. She sat me down at the vanity and started to tinker around with some of the things in the cabinet. She rubbed a few things under my eyes and asked me if I wanted some makeup. "No," I said, earning a surprised look from her. "Why not?" "If I touch my eyes... I'll get stuff all over my hands," I said with a yawn. "If I'm going to get you to stop looking like a zombie, I'm going to have to put on some makeup, even if it's jus
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DamonIt took me a few moments to feel the weight of Isabella's hand on my thigh, pulling me back to reality. Sergio was taking liberties, but suddenly I remembered that I wasn't wearing my mask, and hence I was only in the room as a right-hand man, not the current mafia King. "She's no weaker than you are. Say it again. You would do well to respect the person in front of you," I said after a moment of heated silence in the room."I was just about to say that," George said with a smile on his easy face. "Of course, the princess has just returned from her exile, and there is no telling what troubles she might have faced in the past. Perhaps it is too much to ask of her to show us what she can do for us, rather than us tabling forward what we can do for her," George said.His eyes went to the man called Sergio, who flanked me, and the two shared a mutual understanding before Andrew spoke up in a smooth voice that reminded me of Alessandro."I second that. I believe it is too much for
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Isabella My heart rate still hadn't steadied from the ordeal earlier. I felt their eyes on me, scrutinizing, judging, trying to determine whether each word I spoke was genuine or a lie. And then there was Damon, telling me that I didn't do as bad as I thought. There was no way I was going to believe him, of course. "Mia Bella," he said as his hands cupped my shoulders, pulling me back towards him. "You are captivating," his voice said close to my ear. "Truly beautiful, and like the Queen you are. I didn't think you had that much Queen in you, but I'm proud. I'm so proud of you," he whispered, planting a kiss on my earlobe before lightly nibbling on it, causing me to giggle. "Do you mean that?" I asked after my fit of giggles. "Every word," he answered, pulling me closer to his chest. "Are we going anywhere else?" I asked after a while. "You are going home, not me, I have bueineas to attend to," he said, pointing towards the vast forest in front of us. The helicopter ride was to
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Isabella"Andrew?" I called, recognizing the voice as my heart rate quickened to an unexplainable speed."Yes. Forgive me, this is a bad time, Princess, but I was afraid my peers would beat me to the punch.""No, they haven't," I said. "I'm even quite surprised as to how you got my number," I added with a nervous laugh coming out of my throat and mixing with my words."Your man... He gave me your contact details a few days ago. Julio, I believe. The Caracas family head.""Yes, of course," I said, suddenly feeling stupid. "So, what do you have for me?" I asked, feeling as though I needed to move the conversation forward."I have a friend in Rome, Princess. You might know him, but I would like to introduce him to you formally. He has extended an arm of friendship towards me and was the one who helped me to build my family to what it is.""I understand, but I wouldn't like to bring sentiment into this.""I assure you, Princess, this is not sentimental in any way. This would mean everythi
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Isabella"There's one more thing," Julio said with a serious face. "You still need to meet some people. I made some calls when we were in the lower city and was able to pull some strings.""So you want me to meet them and express my gratitude to them for helping me out of a tough spot?" I asked, finishing his sentence.Julio blushed and nodded rapidly, shaking his head. "It's not like that. You're not going to thank anybody. They want to see you," Julio said after a moment of blushing heavily. I decided I liked the sight of him flustered and made a mental note to do it as often as I could."So, who are they?" I asked, raising an eyebrow."Some of them have ties with my family. Some of them are quite close to the masked King. Some are far away and embedded deep in enemy territory. I'm talking some of them are friends with Raphael, but it looks like they want to turncoat. I know this might be hard to hear, Princess, but over the past few years, there has been a shift in power. While the
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Damon"Why?" I asked Julio over the phone as he told me about his plan to have Isabella meet with those he had called before. He explained his reasoning, stating reasonable points that I refused to acknowledge."I don't care about that. It's too much of a risk, and I'm not letting Isabella out of my sight," I practically shouted into the phone, making Miguel beside me flinch in surprise."Perhaps if you could be there with her," Julio said. While his new proposition made sense, I wanted to have Isabella to myself the next day, possibly the day after. I rubbed my eyes, feeling the frustration and exhaustion take over before snapping out of the slight lapse in time."But what if—" I began, but he cut me off. "There's no 'what if.' I'm not letting her out of my sight. She's not going anywhere tomorrow. Figure out a way to postpone, or maybe, if I'm in a bad mood, she won't go out anyway." I hung up the call and waited for us to arrive at our destination.We were at the home of a man call
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DamonHe asked, squinting his green eyes at me. I smiled in response, causing him to raise his eyebrows. His face suddenly changed from slightly playful to serious."I don't know if I can do that. I don't know if they will allow an outsider to sit as a Lord," he said."The Masked King is an outsider," I reminded him of my status. "In fact, if I remember correctly, what caused Martinez his life was calling the Masked King a nameless outsider.""Yes," Nicholas said, "but you see the big difference between me and him? He is one of you. I am as foreign as they get. I still fumble occasionally. It's hard for me to do a lot of things. Frank is like you," I said, reminding him of his friend."Let me find Frank first," he proposed. "If I find Frank, I can do it anonymously. If I join the Six Lords and try to find Frank, all of them would know, and they might hide him even more."I rubbed my chin, seeing the reason in his proposition. "And soon, you'll join the council," I said, lowering my fa
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Isabella"I hope this is not a bad time. I can call back later," Andrew rushed to say."No," I said, shaking my head. "It's fine. Please, tell me what it is." I said as I watched Damon get up from my chest and begin pacing the room. "The person I told you about... the potential ally," Andrew said. "He said he's ready for a meeting. When shall I deliver this news?"My eyes moved over to Damon before I spoke, and this time, my voice had changed. "Is everything alright?" Andrew asked. "If this is a bad time, I can call back later... it's fine. Please, continue," I urged him to speak.Damon, who stood in front of me, was still pacing as though he was trying to keep something in."When will you be available for a meeting?" Andrew asked. I turned back to Damon and tried to catch his eyes. I mouthed at him for when would be most suitable for a meeting, but he just looked at me and then picked up the phone from my ear."Andrew," Damon started in a low, threatening voice that made me realize h
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IsabellaPerhaps it was Donatella's face that was the most surprising, but the days following my declaration and official ascension to the throne were followed by endless visits to my family's estate.I had to temporarily move there because I was worried about the constant movement and how my son would take it. However, according to Julio, it also applied pressure to bring Cassandra back to the city.She had disappeared a few days ago, and I believed she went to have her child."I must say, he's a very handsome boy," Nicholas said as he carried my son and began to walk around the new nursery. The baby cooed in his arms and raised his little fists towards his face. I smiled but began to miss the little bundle of warmth that he provided. I had once complained to Damon, and his reply was,"You'll just have to get used to it. Or are you going to take my son away from me?" Damon said with a smile.***To my surprise, Cassandra didn't show up over the next few weeks. I began to genuinely w
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IsabellaGeorge knelt in front of me in the gazebo. I had given Alessandro the go-ahead to let him come to the mansion. He came accompanied by three more people that I didn't recognize."There was a mistake, Princess. If I had known…”“I know you think that I am a benevolent figure of never-ending kindness that might accept you. But you must understand that given my position, I simply cannot forgive you right off the bat. You have to prove yourself to me. You have to prove yourself to the city. You have to prove your loyalty, and it will cost you more than it did the last time," I found myself saying.Shortly after that, I left the men alone and made a beeline for the nursery where I felt my son squirming and crying in his cot. The maid I had instructed to stay with him was trying to keep him calm, but she was failing miserably, making me laugh.I stretched out my hands, and just as she placed him in it, the infant settled down. Shortly after passing him and singing to him, I felt ar
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DamonAfter Isabella told me that I should handle Cassandra, Valentino, and her allies, I got to work instantly, telling Ted to pull out the old files he had on the trust of those she committed."So what do we do with them?" he asked. "We pick the weakest link. We pick the one most sympathetic to the lower City. Find me a couple of them and show them the pictures."A few days later, I received a call from Ted while I was out in town on a meeting with Nicholas."We have a number of them. What do you want us to do?" he asked. "Tell them to come to my place," Nicholas said with his arms raised. "I'm sure we'll do a good job convincing them." I smiled and told Ted to do the same. Six men, members of the lesser families, came through his gate.I recognized Antonio and George to be some of them and stopped myself from snickering behind my mask. The men bowed when they saw me, but it was clear that their initial fear of me was gone. I smirked behind the mask and looked at them.I loved se
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IsabellaDamon had carried me into the tub filled with cold water. As soon as my body came in contact with the water, I instantly sighed in relief. Marie came to me with a small figure half wrapped in a cloth and laid the pink infant on my naked chest.I leaned my back against the foam headrest and let my child lean against my skin. He squirmed and cried, but Marie said it was all part of the process, even though my heart was aching as I desperately searched my mind for what to do to ease his sorrows somehow."If he doesn't cry, his lungs wouldn't be strong. You have to let him cry, princess," she had told me before I struggled with her, and Damon carried me into the bathroom. Even now, he was still crying, but I felt a bit assured as Damon held my hand and began to rub soothing circles over my knuckles. "You are so strong," he whispered. "I'm so proud of you." He whispered again, and this time his hand reached up to caress the head of the infant that laid on my chest. I smiled, bu
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IsabellaDamon laughed suddenly, his shoulders quaking, and the room filled up with the hearty sound of joy. He stopped after a while and turned his head towards Cassandra. "It looks as though this wannabe princess is uninformed about what's happening in the city. Someone please tell her."Andrew cleared his throat. "The King…" Damon took off his mask, revealing his face, causing Cassandra to gasp and cover her mouth, as did Donatella. "The King has been married to the princess for quite a while now. I happen to be one of those privileged to witness the ceremony and the signing of their marriage certificate.This, of course, meant that as one without a surname, he would take his wife's own, making him Damon Montenegro Therefore, your challenge… your stake on the throne is very much mitigated by him.""That's not possible!" Cassandra screeched. "You wouldn't do that," she said as she turned her head towards me and stared daggers at me through the screen. "I did. Would you like to h
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Isabella"Do I need to remind you that you are a fugitive?" Damon's voice cut through the silence like a hot knife through butter."Do I need to remind you that your crimes are so great you deserve to be put to death?" Damon stood up from his seat and walked towards the pregnant woman."Get out, or I will pull my gun and shoot you between your eyes, not caring about the child within your belly." Instantly, Donatella gasped and covered her mouth with surprise.She got up and walked towards both of them and set herself in their midst as though to protect Cassandra. "Ouch," I thought to myself. "So much for loyalty forever," I said out loud. Donatella turned to me."You must understand, princess, it's not as though I will not be loyal to you. It's just with the recent developments, we find ourselves needing an heir. Perhaps once she gives birth, she can leave." "I'm not going anywhere," Cassandra said, protesting as she pushed the older woman out of the way."I'm here to challenge her
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Isabella“No, Isabella. We still need Cassandra to come out. We need her to show her cards. I'm sure it's not going to take long, but... you have to hang tight, Mia Bella," Damon said, shaking his head.He raised his hand and began to caress my belly before leaning in and pressing a kiss on my swollen abdomen. As if in response, the baby kicked where his hand was."He's saying hello to me," Damon said with a smile as he leaned forward and then pulled open the robe I wore to reveal my naked belly."So perfect," he said as he pressed another kiss on the pale skin. "So damn perfect," he said again as he met my eyes. I could see the expression there, his eyes flashing red before returning back to their normal hazel color. He spread open my legs and slowly removed the outer robe to reveal my naked pussy. Slowly, he kissed his way from my belly button down to my weeping pussy.***The extra wait was grueling, but I didn't mind it. I filled my days with walking, with Paula up and down the
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Isabella"It was just a rumor," I told my husband as he paced the length of the room, hitting one wall and then going to the next to do the same."We both know rumors are next to truth. It wouldn't be said if it wasn't seen at some point. But you're the same person that said the city thrived on rumors. Why is this one only different?" I questioned him, but the man continued his insistent pacing. He had taken off his shirt, leaving him half naked and making my eyes wander to strange places."Please," I begged him as I stood up. I took off my coat."You're making me dizzy," I said.Damon stopped suddenly and looked at me. "And if the rumor's true?""Then we laid a trap. And I think traps are your thing… at least Julio's thing.""So let's call the ultimate trap master and have him whip up something for us," I said as I reached up towards my husband's head.***The day after, Julio sat opposite me in the gazebo. "How could you not tell me you were pregnant?" He asked, his eyes wide and f
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DamonIsabella's face was pale when I saw her as she came out of the bathroom. She had a stunned look as though she was trying to remember something. I grabbed her hands and rubbed circles over her knuckles until she smiled at me."I am fine," she said with a shaking voice."Champagne?" I asked as I handed her a flute. She shook her head. "I can't keep it down," she said, forcing another smile at me."Isabella, what is wrong?" I asked with my mouth close to her ear. "I'll tell you when we get home," she said as she squeezed my fingers back.The rest of the evening couldn't come fast enough as I began to wish time could go faster. Finally, three hours after we arrived at the party, she tugged on my arm, telling me she wanted to go home. I bade goodbye to my friends and some others who were desperate to see me for some reason. We decided to take the chopper, being impatient and me wanting to find out what was wrong with my wife.I helped her out of her dress when we reached our room. S
