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IsabellaI wanted to start fidgeting, but I knew it would help nobody, so I sat still. I was still as the limo pulled out from the underground parking lot and into the light of day. I remained still with each meter the car rolled, taking us closer to our destination. Suddenly, Alessandro swerved the car to the side and tapped the divider twice."Pull out your guns. Looks like they're here," Damon said as he pulled out his and removed his mask. He was eye to eye with me in a second. "Stay put," he whispered. "Stay down. If anyone besides us comes inside the car, you fucking shout, okay? I will never let anything happen to you."His gloved hand caressed my cheek, and he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on my lips. "I love you.""I love you," I whispered back and watched him exit the car. I looked behind to see the SUV that had followed us from the underground parking lot, containing more of Damon's men.Suddenly, the whole place erupted in gunfire, and I did exactly what Damon told me
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DamonI trusted Frank to find the traitor while, as promised, I focused on the meeting happening the next day. I shot a quick text to Nicholas, reminding him of his obligation to be there. "Don't worry, you'll see me," Nicholas replied before hanging up.That morning, I walked into my bathroom after a restless night. Unfortunately, Isabella had chosen to pout and clutch onto Paula for some reason."Is this about the cookies?" I was truly baffled by her behavior. “Or was it something else? Maybe she has an idea about the mask.” I mused."You took three. You shortened my ration. If you wanted cookies, why didn't you ask Marie to get you some?" She hugged her friend, who giggled and patted her hand before they walked away from me. I shook my head at the memory as I squeezed toothpaste onto my toothbrush.Less than an hour later, I walked out of the house with seven of my men behind me, all garbed similarly. Dave stood outside the helicopter with a bruised eyebrow and a black eye. "I as
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Damon “So what happens now?" Julio asked beside me. "Isn't it best to apprehend whomever it is that perpetrated this wrong? Who is it? Please tell us, my King." I looked at Donatella, who was already beginning to sweat. Perfect. I would have a bargaining chip to use against them. Somehow, it had happened that the triad had gained access to my city. I didn't know how, but it looked like they had. "Hm, looks like our port is not as safe as I thought. After all, the port has been wrenched from my grasp by you, Roman. I thought you genuinely, sincerely didn't like it when my life is threatened. How much more that you let enemies like the triad cross our borders? Isn't this, in itself, treason? Should I execute you as I did Martinez? At least in his case, he was merely disrespectful, but you…" By this point, Romanwas already on his feet with his hands raised in front of him as a sign of surrender. "I promise you, King, it never happened under my watch. Perhaps it wasn't me, as you k
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IsabellaI felt very different. And so did my perception of things, especially Damon. But at the forefront of my mind was the attempt on my life. I sat on Paula's bed, staring at the wall and replaying the attempt on my life over and over again. The guns, the yells, the sound of the car screeching, and then the explosion. It was as though there was a light switch going off and on in my head."Are you okay?" Paula asked as she laid beside me."No," I told her the truth. "I don't think there's anything wrong with me, but I think... there's something terribly wrong here. I keep seeing pieces of what happened, but I find it hard to piece them together.""Is it the attempt?" Paula softly asked.I nodded yes and then continued to stare at the wall as though the hologram of what happened was playing on it and the world was a projector.Suddenly, it was as though I left my own body and started to see it from a bird's eye view. I could see the car moving forward, and then in the distance, I c
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Isabella"I didn't think he was going to come with me. I was going to drop him off at his house," Damon said as I closed the door behind him and started to unbutton my shirt."Oh, I'm not angry. I was so excited I needed to tell you something," I realized as I forgot to wear my slippers.I pulled off the shirt and quickly walked over to the closet but was interrupted when Damon pulled me back, wrapping his arms around my waist, pulling me flush against his chest."After dinner," he said, then kissed me. "Put it on again," he continued, lifting my skirt. "This cute little thing," he fisted the skirt and raised it, exposing my ass before pressing himself against me.His hands moved up from the skirt to my exposed breasts, helping me remove my bra. A sudden chill ran over me as my nipples hardened. His tongue wrapped around my ear, sending shivers down my spine.I suddenly noticed Nicholas and Julio having a discussion downstairs with animated movements as they waited for us. "Damon," I
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IsabellaAfter glasses of wine and sharing stories, Nicholas called it a night, and I saw him off to the helicopter that was ready for him to leave. "I'm once again very sorry for the intrusion," he said. I shook my head and waved him off."Your intrusion is welcome anytime. Trust me. You're welcome here," I said with a smile as I parted his hands."Once this is done, I'm sure you'll be able to bring your wife and son back home to you. I'm sure they miss you very much.""I miss them, and yes, I will be very glad to see that day happen. I was almost resigned that I would leave here within the next few years, but seeing you now somehow renews the hope within me. It was lovely to meet you, Princess. Truly. Thank you, Damon, for your help. I'm glad to meet you." Damon shook his head and slapped him on the shoulder."Get out," he said.Just as I started walking back, Damon grabbed my hand and pulled me along for a short walk. We enjoyed the evening breeze and the silence until my feet star
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Isabella"It's good to have someone that knows her better than we all do," I heard Frank say behind me. I turned around to find the man smiling and slightly sweaty. He made it a personal mission to jog every morning.Just how old was the man? I asked myself.His complexion looked 100 times better, and the redness on his face had mostly faded to pink. The marks that he was given were still there, but the plasters were smaller. He has all but healed of his injuries in record time. Strange. I thought."Good morning, Frank," I said, unable to contain my smile."Good morning to you too, Princess," he said as he took a seat opposite Julio and requested a cup of coffee."Princess, I would like to take you to meet someone. An old friend, in a way. I think you would greatly appreciate the meeting.""That's lovely. I didn't think you had friends right now," I remarked. Frank flinched. "It has been a while since I've had friends, yes. In fact, I hardly remember a time... I am quite the loner,"
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Isabella Even though Michael was calling behind me, I ran into the house until I remembered Damon was most likely at the gym. I made a quick U-turn, almost falling due to the slippery marble, and then ran straight to where I remembered the gym was. It was a large building beside the main castle, almost like a miniature version of the castle itself. Damon was standing outside, drinking a bottle of something that I didn't recognize. I stopped some distance away, feeling the adrenaline wear off. "What do you want me to tell him?" I heard Michael say as he suddenly appeared beside me. "Give this to him. Tell him to click on the video," I said, catching my breath. Michael jogged over to Damon. The exchange looked quite strange. Michael said something, showed the phone to Damon, who took it, and then said something else. He looked towards me and then started to walk over. If not for the fact that I loved the man, I would have thought he was walking over to kill me. He looked angry
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