"You Are a terrible actor" He suddenly spoke and Isabella couldn't breathe anymore.
She still pretended to be asleep hoping that he would leave. From what experience that she had, She wasn't a terrific actor but she wasn't bad either. There were so many instances when these acting skills of course had gotten her out of the trouble she dragged her ass into. So it was shocking for her how he could figure out that she was acting to be asleep.
But then again this was Marco McCoy they were talking about, The guy was freaking weird and a mafia leader which meant that nothing about him was predictable.
"Do I need to give you an Oscar regarding your terrible acting For you to wake up or you can wake up yourself" He asked this time amusement shining in his voice.
Isabella gave out a groaning voice before she got up. This was weird. Even if she was sitting on the bed he was way too taller than her. She could use that an excuse to not look at his face but when he cl
But when she finally reached into the hallway. The fear that she felt made her throw the glass of water into the air and scream in the loudest possible voice."Ahhhhhh"She started moving backwards a little when all the water came crashing down right on her head."What the hell" he growled And for the first time in her life she was glad to see her kidnapper."Marco" she breathed in And before she knew it, she was hugging him.She could feel him freeze for a moment before he wrapped his warm arms around her and even though by now the warning bells had started ringing in her ears reminding her who is she was hugging she didn't wanted to get out of the warm embrace.Suddenly his palm Started rubbing her back as he mumbled in her ears."Breath darling!" His voice thick with accent.And that's what made her gasp in reality and leave his embrace in one go.Marco's face looked a little annoyed but she couldn't be sure due to th
"Because it's my decision to make....."Marco didn't knew what to say so he said what first came into his mind."Because it's me who will decide if you live or die, If you breathe the forth coming years or Or lie in the grave at this very moment. It does not matter what you think or what you want because it is me who will decide so if I want you to be alive it means that you will be alive irrespective of how much you want to die.You are my little toy and I will decide to scrap you in the bin or take you to bed with me" Marco concluded.His words were still ringing inside her ears even after two hours of that incident. Sleep was far away from her and and there was something very different about how he got mad when she talked about dying. Almost as if he couldn't bring himself upon to even think of the possibility of her dying but then also remained of the fact that he had himself concluded that her life was in his hand like she was some toy belonging to h
"Looking for something" Came Marco's voice that made her freeze at her place.His hand came on the either side of the counter caging her between himself and the counter and she could feel the heat from his close proximity.It felt like his perfume was wrapping around her like a cocoon wraps around a caterpillar.This essence of his smile was dangerous for her sanity and she found herself blushing remember what happened yesterday.Get hold of yourself Bella. Her mind scolded."Do you mind backing away a little?" She asked her back still towards him while leaning more into the counter."Yes actually I do" Came his husky voice and she could feel his breath on her neck which meant that he was surely bending towards her because he was pretty much more taller than her."Get away! you are into my personal bubble" She groaned unable to breathe anymore and things straight when he was so close to her."Your personal bubble" his voice cam
"hell" he cursed loudly before storming towards the fridge.Isabella was now sure that this man surely suffered from bipolar disorder. A moment ago he was looking at her like he was just going to kiss her like the previous night and indeed she wanted him to and then another moment he cursed and moved away from her like she was some sort of disease that was going to cause him death.Isabella was now afraid of all these things that she felt because her emotions were no longer in our control and unwillingly she was falling for her kidnapper, which was not a good side-effect either. She desperately needed to stay away from this man before she loses her sanity. If she ever gets out of this place the first thing that she's going to do is get a psychiatrist and tell him that she is suffering from Stockholm syndrome."I was just looking for the ingredients for the pancake to make some breakfast" She commented when she realised that she could finally breathe and her brai
Isabella and Marco finished their breakfast in peace and for once she thought that she could get used to this and so was the thoughts running inside Marco's head.When Marco was done with his breakfast which was pretty fast as Isabella was still just halfway through hers he picked up his plate and dropped them into the sink and quietly walked out of the kitchen like she was not even present there and somewhere or the other it did hurt Isabella.She tried to consoled herself by telling herself that she was just annoyed because she was now kidnapped and she had nothing to do anymore and this person her kidnapper was not telling her anything.By the time Isabella completely finished her breakfast. Marco was now passing through the hallway dressed in a navy blue coloured suit talking on his phone making his way out of the penthouse towards the lift."Hey!" She shouted, That made Marco halt in his steps as he excused himself from his phone and turned to look a
The first thing she did was started searching Marco's room.Leverage is a good thing when you're trying to manipulate someone. anything that could get her out of here, some information or an extra phone or anything.It came as a shock to her when she realised that Marco's room wasn't Locked. But then she realised what lindsay had told her, Nobody was ever allowed in this part of the house which is why she was so shocked that Isabella was appointed here which meant that if nobody was coming here, there was no need to lock the place.Marco's room was just the way she last remember it the walls were painted grey with a double size bed in the centre and the sofa in the corner with the table. The room was speak and span without a bit of dust and there was absolutely nothing on table which meant it left only two places for searching, the bedside drawer and Wardrobe.She tried to open the wardrobe but it was locked. She pulled out a pin out of her hair like the
When Isabella was keeping the frame back she found something that she knew was going to be her way out of this place.Isabella found a pair of keys though she did not knew what treasure the key could open she was still glad to have found it. Taking the key she quietly dashed out of the room making sure that everything looked the same as it did before she intruded it.Walking with the single key in her hand, she wondered what the key could be about. She saw Marco's office on the right hand side of the hallway and thought that maybe this was the key to his office and she could find something else in his office but when she walked towards his office and Put the key into its keyhole it did not work.After trying the key for two or three hours Into every possible keyhole Isabella was about to give up and walked out towards the lift with which Marco had descended and thought if this key had something to do with the lift even though there was no keyhole beside the lift
"Things changed after Maria disappeared" he started."Who is Maria?" Isabella asked instantly out of curiosity and a bit of jealousy."Do you think you can let me finish the tale before barging on me with the questions?" Jaden asked annoyed now, It wasn't like he wanted to ruin innocent girl's life by getting her kidnapped but he had made a mistake and that was the reason that he Willingly felt into the manipulative trap she lay before him trying to guilt trap him but he hated it when people interrupted him."Yeah sure go ahead!" Isabella sulked."Alright don't make that face okay? it was wrong on my part to mention Maria before introducing her." He apologised when he saw her innocent face turn into a sad smile. He wasn't even sure why he cared so much about this girl but she reminded him so much of his younger sister."So this goes back to 6 years ago, Back then the mafia was handled by the older Mr McCoy and was handed over to Marco McCoy only a
I watched as the stars twinkled on the bright night. Alone standing there made me realise how much significant change had been there in my life in last two years. Life never got easy did it? Two years ago I was telling Dexter that we will get through everything and anything After almost believing that he was dead. And as I stood here all alone looking at the stars from this cliff and the water beneath this height I couldn't help but wonder about him. Everything was hopeless when we found each other there was no clue how we were going to get through it. Marco hadn't woken up in three years and there was no guarantee that he ever will And yet we were still clinging to the full little hope that someday he might and then the two of us could I have forever for ourselves. For ever was the most forbidden concept for humans. Humans at the end of the day as we are, are mortal and perishable. It took me back to memory of a seminar that I attended once, there we talked about humans mortality
" you already know about Marco and Maria and how the two of them were having a child. maria wanted Marco to leave the mafia but that wasn't really possible so instead he took her on a vacation to enjoy the news but something went horribly wrong and the wrong people got the clue that the two of them were spending their time on the island. so he was attacked, the attackers killed Maria and almost killed Marco until he went to coma. and that was the day before Thanksgiving, it was my father calling me ...commanding me to come back because the mafia was my responsibility now. obviously I did not want to go back but that does not change a thing because I was abducted back into the world but then they didn't want the news to go round that Marco was in coma, so I was made to look like Marco since we were pretty much identical and I was to manage mafia instead of him until he wakes up which he did not from last three years." He explained."But you are in power now right? so if you wa
"You are right I have a lot of explaining to do but let's start with introducing you to my brother that is my older step- brother Marco McCoy"Isabella settled patiently at the couch ready for him to explain his story although she would have found it much better if Dexter just sat beside her but maybe he was not just ready to face her yet so he sat on the barstools just beside his brother's bed, looking at him with care and love as he started explaining the story. The only think Isabella couldn't understand was how could Dexter look at him the way he did when Marco and his mother had been nothing but brutal to him."Jacob McCoy! the asshole and unfortunately my father Had tricked Marcos mother into marrying him for a peace treaty that could gain him the power but you already know of that story by Robert.And if you were standing long enough outside that hospital door you would know that my supposed mother is drug addict, which meant that she was ready to s
"Isabella" he said in a shocked voice."You have a lot of explaining to do" she exclaimed folding her hand in a protective manner around her torso. It was maybe that action that made his eyes zero on her now injured and bandaged arm and in a second the worry was shining in his eyes."What happened to your hand?" He asked concerned."I'll be the one asking questions now" She growled before walking inside and dragging him outside the hospital with his hand in hers."Where are we going?" he asked once they were outside."I don't know" she said as she turned to look at him.It was like she was finally looking at him all over again. That face was the guy she had loved immensely, The only difference was his electric blue eyes and the beard covering his face.She tried to utter something, anything. She wanted to shout at him demanding answers about why he lied about his own death and claimed to have killed himself and yet the shock of everyt
Another month had passed and Isabella was better at keeping up with the classes right now because her parents were forced into the college one month ago when she did not go to talk to the professor herself. To say Her mother was disappointed would be an understatement, she was madly furious and threw all sorts of colourful words Isabella's way before her father had to drag her mother away but he did not leave before giving Isabella a disappointed look.Luckily Sante and Lucas did not know anything about this whole crisis but they did call her up later. Lucas was just worried about her health but Sante looked like she could almost relate to what ever Isabella was going through and told her older sister to be the big Great sister she always has been and not to think a lot about mom, dad or anyone or being a disappointment because right now the only priority was her mental health and not anything that made her feel like a failure.Isabella felt much better after talking w
"Kill them all" Marco commanded in the cold voice before taking the lift up to his penthouse.He could still feel faint smell of her lingering into the penthouse although it sounded insane since it had been three months since she left. But maybe Marco was actually going insane after losing her.Marco knew that he could have just told her the truth, removed the blue contacts and everything would be as clear as crystal And yet only he knew that he could not. There was a reason why he was Marco now and that was deadly enough not to just overthrow him and his entire non-existent family but all the mafia syndicates in the world.The only way to keep everything under control was him being Marco. He couldn't even explain it in words the feeling he feels it is hard when she confessed that she had indeed loved him all those years and that she still did, But he also knew that she loved Dexter and he was no longer Dexter, he was Marco and there was no getting away from it.
Isabella sat quietly in the classroom looking outside the window."Miss Parker" A loud and stern voice made her stop her gazing towards the trees."Yes sir?" She answered mechanically."You may leave the class since you are so much more interested into what's going on outside." He answered annoyed.Isabella quietly picked up her bag and started walking out of the class unconcerned."I would like to have a talk with you after the class Miss Parker" The professor murmured before she left.It had been three months since she was kidnapped. Isabella found herself walking towards her dorm room unwilling to have any communication with the professor.In truth she was unwilling to have any communication with anyone except for two people. Unfortunately one of them was dead and another one had killed the first one.Just like Isabella had wanted Marco did not try to communicate with her even once after she left. On days Isabella found hers
But there was only one thing Isabella could think of Dexter was dead and Marco was his bitter murderer stepbrother."Tell me he's lying! Tell me you didn't kill Maria. Tell me you didn't kill Dexter and you calling me a sweetheart was just a coincidence and not you keeping an eye on him and knowing it full well that that's what he called me" Isabella growled pulling Marco by his collar Begging him to say that all this that she had been told was a lie but he kept quite.Isabella couldn't help as the sobs wracked her body and she collapsed on the floor crying her heart out."You did it didn't you? You killed dexter, You killed my first love." She accused and something shifted in his eyes.She forcefully picked herself up from the ground as she caught his collar again shaking him furiously."You knew me all along. you knew all of this. you had been keeping an eye on Dexter and that is how... you knew me. that is how you knew everything. Do you know ho
"My my! a girl in Marco McCoy's bed. That's a sight I never thought I would see" he smirked looking at Isabella and she suddenly felt exposed as she pulled the blanket to her chest."Get out Robert before I pull your gut out!" Marco snarled. Isabella look at him concerned he was overpowered the man in front of him was pointing freaking gun at him and he still has the courage to throw a threat on his face."You have no manners whatsoever how to talk in front of such a beautiful lady do you?" He asked creepily and Isabella wished she could sank into the bed."Stop looking at her or I'll gorge your eyes out and feed them to My Sharks" Marco threatened."You sure possessive of this little one here, though I must say she is not half as beautiful as your last one. You remember her don't You Marco? Her belly swelled with your child such a happy day it was, until you broke into a fit of rage, What do you think is going to happen to this one here?" Robert asked.