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Isabella After watching Damon leave and finding Frank standing by the fountain, I approached him. "About what you talked about," I began, making his head perk up. "The friends you mentioned. I think now would be a good time to visit." "Of course. I'll let you go and get ready then," Frank replied. Getting ready was without Paula, who had been cooped up in her room since we spoke. I couldn't get her to come out, and I just assumed she was heartbroken. It saddened me because I hadn't even told her about Michael yet. I scanned my wardrobe to find something comfortable enough for the long journey without being too formal or too laid-back. I settled on a baggy pair of trousers along with an equally large shirt. Knowing Paula would criticize me for making such choices, I opted for a short pair of 2-inch heels. At the mirror, I haphazardly twisted my hair into a bun, put on some matching jewelry, and applied my lip gloss. After smacking my lips a couple of times and deciding to take
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Isabella I understand you don't want to be here. I believe I've done you wrong by inviting you in the first place," Frank said as he took a slow step towards me. "But Rodrigo has changed. More accurately, he has been pleading with me to meet with you. He needs to meet with you." I closed my eyes and suddenly saw myself standing outside my body. My body began to gasp for air desperately, as though I were a fish out of water. I clawed at my throat as I began to lower myself to the ground. I didn't care that my trousers were light blue and would get dirty from the sand. I also didn't care that my nearly white shirt would be stained. The ground was suddenly very comfortable for me. I wanted to go back, but I was forced to watch myself suffer a panic attack. My hand closed around my throat as I struggled for air and at the same time pushed back until I hit the car door. Frank and Rodrigo had already closed in around me, making me shake my head with tears running down my face profuse
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Damon That morning. Alessandro sat beside me as I drove into town. I was tense, truth be told. I didn't know what the meeting with Frederick would hold, but I was quite hopeful. “Do you think it still works when it's off?” He asked suddenly. “I feel traces of it in my mind. Its almost as though the more I wear it, the more it's effects are.” He was silent for a moment. “Miguel bench pressed 300.” “Pounds?” “Kilos.” When I walked into the bar, I found Frederick seated at his usual spot. I took off my scarf and then my jacket. It had been a slightly colder season being so close to October. Frederick raised his hands once he saw me and started waving them frantically, as was a common fashion with him. He hugged me when I reached his table, placing his head on my shoulders and laughing at the same time. "Is there a problem, Fred? Are you okay?" I asked as I pushed him gently away from my chest. "I'm happy to see you. It gets lonely out here. But most of all, I needed someone to
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Damon "What do you want?" I said to Valentino. The man was sitting in my gazebo, swiping through his phone with his legs crossed. I had changed out of the clothes I wore earlier and was now dressed in black. Julio sat opposite Valentino, looking at me. "There's a bit of a problem," Valentino said suddenly. "And? What does that have to do with me?" I asked. Valentino smiled softly. "I want your princess to consider my candidate. I want him to sit amongst the six, which is why I'm going to help you clip one of Cassandra's wings. At least I want you to know that I'm worthy of being an ally." "I didn't take you to be the kind that showed feelings, Valentino," I remarked. Valentino smiled in response. "I'm not," he said. "But the situation demands that I be transparent. I want to help. Cassandra remains a thorn in my side, and at least a little wiggle of it every now and then should help ease the burden and the pain." "Should we bring her in?" Julio asked, with his eyes still on Val
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Damon I woke up early as usual and broke out into a jog. Deep in thought, my legs began to move faster until the landscape around me almost faded into a blur. My eyes widened as I skidded to a stop in front of the gym to find Frank. “It's started.” he said as he pointed at my shoes. It was steaming. I could almost feel eaxh gravel stone under my feet signifying that the soles were almost threadbare. “Once I fix Vivaldi, we'll talk. You and the men.” I told him as I walked into the gym. It was as I thought. Donatella didn't move for over a week. My mind, however, was divided between her and Isabella. Or, more accurately, it's a balanced friend who seemed to be so heartbroken that Isabella barely had time for me. I turned to Michael after working out the morning after the first week. "You better have a good reason to break up with that girl. If it's bad, I promise you I will fucking kill you. But before that, I will cut off your balls and shove them down your throat." Michael loo
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DamonMy hands circled around her waist, drawing smooth patterns on the soft fabric. She pulled my head down towards her before slipping her tongue across my lips, and I couldn't help but let her in. Isabella's intrusion was soft, sensual, and so delicate my mind wanted to explode.Her little tongue moved over mine, lifting it, probing it gently as though she was poking me with soft cotton fluff. I felt her smile against my lips as her hands began to move over my chest.She found my belt and began to pull at the blue shirt I was clad in. Once she had freed my shirt from its confines, she broke the kiss and looked at me."I missed you," she said with a small smile and longing in her eyes."I thought you would never say that. I missed you too." I pecked her on the nose, causing her to giggle. Her hands started playing across my chest and my abdomen, sending shivers down my spine."Paula... I had to stay with her. She's fine now, but then I couldn't leave her. It was so sad watching her
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IsabellaThe welcome Damon had in mind was simply us sitting in place and doing nothing. Gunshots sounded outside along with an occasional yell."Surely, I hope none of our men are getting injured?" I asked the masked King beside me."They're wearing some armor. Besides, I told them to stay out of sight for the most part," he assured me. "It's all good unless they bring in bombs."I smiled as my heart rate began to pick up. Soon, we heard a crashing sound that signified a door was broken, and then we were suddenly surrounded by men—seven of them. Two of them standing close together parted ways to reveal a woman. She wasn't in middle age; I would place her to be around 50 to 60.Her face was wrinkled, but not so much as to make her look decades older. I could see the vestiges of both youth and age. She had dark brown hair, eyes that looked worn by sleep, and lips painted in dark red lipstick, in a similar shade to my gown.The woman pulled out a gun and pointed it at all of us. Unable
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IsabellaWe decided to remain in Nicholas's house until Damon's men finished the sweep. I found out that a few of them were injured, but not severely enough to warrant death.Ambulances were called, bodies were taken away, and the injured men were treated. But most importantly, I had an ally. My eyes found the woman who sat beside me, her shoulders quivering. I reached into my purse and offered her a tissue to dab her tears. The woman had effectively wiped her entire makeup off her face. She looked different without makeup—her face pale, her lips thinner than I had thought, and her eyes startlingly hooded. The lack of black eyeliner made the gray in her eyes more prominent."What now?" Julio asked, breaking the silence we had all grown comfortable with. Damon was outside talking to Nicholas, while the the three of us sat in what was left of the living room among shattered glass.Despite the chaos, I felt relieved sitting down. My feet would have some time to rest. I toyed with the id
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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
