Isabella had traveled to another city for a meeting, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that she needed to do something special for Brandon's birthday her fiancé. She had remembered that today was his special day, and she wanted to surprise him.
As soon as her meeting was over, Isabella rushed to the airport and caught a flight back to her hometown. She had bought a beautiful, expensive watch for Brandon, and she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she gave it to him.
When she arrived at Brandon's house, she noticed that his servants were not at home. She thought it was a bit strange, but she didn't think much of it. She went to his bedroom, thinking that she would surprise him with the watch.
As she approached the bedroom door, she heard the sound of moans. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that the voices were familiar. She slowly pushed open the door, and what she saw made her blood run cold.
Brandon, her fiancé, was in bed with her sister, Mia. They were intimate, lost in their own world. Isabella's eyes widened in shock, and her heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces.
She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her fiancé, the man she was supposed to marry in just a week, was cheating on her with her own sister. The pain and betrayal she felt were overwhelming.
Isabella's anger boiled over, and she turned around and stormed out of the room, leaving Brandon and Mia to their deceitful actions. She didn't know how she was going to face them again or how she was going to get through the rest of her life.
As soon as Isabella left, Mia turned to Brandon, her eyes filled with tears. "We shouldn't have done this," she whispered, her voice shaking with guilt. "We're cheating on my sister, and she's going to be your wife."
Brandon looked at Mia, his eyes filled with love and adoration. "I love you, not Isabella," he said, his voice firm. "When my dad talked about marrying Michael Rizzo's daughter, I thought it was you. I didn't even know he had another daughter. I agreed to the marriage without knowing the truth, but I couldn't live without you."
Mia shook her head, her eyes filled with sorrow. "Nothing can happen now," she said. "We have to accept our fate. I came here to explain that I couldn't cheat my sister, but look what a big mistake we've made."
Brandon pulled Mia into his arms, his voice filled with passion. "But I only love you," he whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "I'll do anything to be with you, Mia."
****
A few week ago
Isabella had always been a dutiful daughter, and when her father, Michael Rizzo, had expressed his wish for her to marry Brandon, she had agreed without hesitation. She had always respected her father's decisions, and she knew that he only wanted the best for her.
As the wedding date approached, Isabella's mind was preoccupied with the upcoming nuptials. She was to marry Brandon in just one month's time, and she was determined to make the wedding a success.
But Isabella's life was not just about marriage and family. She was also a brilliant businesswoman, and she was on the verge of taking over her father's company. The board members had been impressed by her exceptional business skills, and they had unanimously decided to make her the CEO.
Isabella was thrilled at the opportunity, and she threw herself into her work with renewed passion and energy. As soon as she took over as CEO, she implemented a series of changes that transformed the company's culture. She was strict, punctual, and a disciplinarian, and she demanded nothing but the best from her employees.
Isabella's temper was legendary, and she could get angry very quickly. But she was also fiercely loyal and protective of her company, and she would stop at nothing to ensure its success. Her employees soon learned to respect her boundaries and to avoid making mistakes at all costs.
Under Isabella's leadership, the company began to flourish. She made bold decisions, took calculated risks, and invested in new technologies and innovations. The results were staggering, and soon the company was leaving all its competitors in the dust.
Michael Rizzo watched his daughter's success with pride and admiration. He had always known that Isabella was special, and now the whole world was seeing it too. He smiled to himself, knowing that he had made the right decision in handing over the reins of the company to his daughter.
As Isabella sat in her office, surrounded by her team of loyal employees, she felt a sense of satisfaction and fulfillment. She was exactly where she was meant to be, and she was determined to take the company to even greater heights.
But little did Isabella know, her life was about to take a dramatic turn. The secrets and lies that had been hidden for so long were about to be revealed, and Isabella's world would never be the same again.
*****
The atmosphere was tense as the family gathered to discuss the upcoming wedding. Michael Rizzo, Isabella's father, beamed with pride as he showed off the new house he had bought for the couple in Paris. Brandon's eyes locked onto Isabella's, and for a moment, it seemed like nothing else mattered.But then, Isabella's voice cut through the air, her words dripping with venom. "Do you think I'll go through with this marriage after knowing the truth about these two?" She spat, her eyes blazing with anger.Isabella's eyes flashed with tears, but she stood tall, her voice steady. "I won't marry a man who cheats on me with my own sister," she declared, her words echoing through the room. "Brandon doesn't deserve me, and I refuse to marry him."The room fell silent, with all eyes on Isabella. Olivia's face turned red with rage, and he slapped Isabella across the face. "You're selfish; you only care about yourself. You don't want to marry; you should have told us earlier. Don't give us a fake
Two years had passed since Isabella had left New York and started her new life in Miami. She had thrown herself into her work, and her company had flourished under her leadership. She had expanded her business, opening new branches and offices all over the world. And now, her company had its headquarters in Miami, where she oversaw all the operations.Isabella had become even more reserved and cold over the years. She had built walls around herself, and few people were able to penetrate her defenses. She was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, and people respected her for her intelligence, her strategic thinking, and her ruthless determination.Meanwhile, Brandon's life had taken a different turn. After marrying Mia, he had merged his company with Morano & Rizzo, and he had become the CEO of the new entity. However, his success was short-lived. One of his factories had been set on fire by an enemy, and the company had suffered a huge loss. Brandon was struggling to reco
Mia's voice was defensive as she spoke up for her sister. "You're blaming my sister; she's cold but not so cruel," she said, her eyes flashing with anger.Brandon's expression was grim. "He has a strong reason, Mia, and you know it," he said, his voice low and even.Mia shook her head. "I know my sister; she's not what you think," she said, her voice firm.But Olivia was having none of it. Her face was twisted with anger and hatred. "Stop favoring your stepsister; she did all this," she spat, her voice venomous. "First, she caused Brandon's parents to have an accident, then she set our factory on fire and destroyed everything. She's taking revenge."The room fell silent, with everyone staring at Olivia in shock. But before anyone could respond, Brandon's phone rang, shrill in the silence.He answered it, his face turning serious as he listened to the person on the other end. Mia's eyes were fixed on him, her expression worried."What happened?" she asked, her voice barely above a whis
Isabella stood in front of the mirror, her hands moving deftly as she finished getting ready for the party. She slipped into a stunning black evening gown, the silk fabric hugging her curves in all the right places. The dress was a masterpiece of design, with intricate beading and embroidery that caught the light as she moved.As she turned to examine herself from different angles, her long, brown hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face. Her bright blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the dim light, and her lips curled into a soft, enigmatic smile. She looked...breathtaking.Just as she was finishing up her makeup, there was a soft knock at the door. Isabella's eyes flicked towards the sound, and she smiled as she saw Luca standing in the doorway.Isabella smiled warmly at Luca, her eyes sparkling with affection. "Uncle, you can go home if you want," she said, her voice gentle. "I know you don't like parties."Luca's expression turned skeptical, his e
Isabella slowly opened her eyes; she was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. She tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over her, forcing her back onto the pillow. Her head was spinning, and her hands felt heavy and restricted. She looked down to see that they were bandaged, along with her head.Panic began to set in as she scrambled to remember how she had ended up in this strange bedroom. The last thing she remembered was driving home from the party, and then... the chasing cars, the gun pointed at her, the crash. It all came flooding back, and Isabella's heart began to race.Just as she was starting to feel overwhelmed, a man appeared in the doorway. He was tall, with brown eyes that seemed to hold a deep warmth. He smiled as he approached her, his eyes crinkling at the corners."Who are you?" Isabella demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. "And how did I get here?"The man's smile faltered for a moment before he replied, "Relax; I'm Vincent Morano. Your car had an accident las
Isabella's eyes were wide with shock as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. This was the biggest mistake of her life. She felt like her world was crumbling around her. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart, and stepped out of the bathroom.Just then, Luca Ferraro, a 50-year-old man with a kind face, walked into the room carrying a tray with some medicines. "Isabella, I brought you some medication to help with your... condition," he said gently.But Isabella wasn't listening. She was too busy trying to process the news she had just received. She felt like she was in a daze, like she was living in a nightmare.Luca, her father's former personal guard, stood by the window, watching her with a concerned expression. He had been like a father to her since her mother's passing when she was just seven years old. Her father, a wealthy businessman, had remarried soon after, but Isabella's stepmother had never taken a liking to her. Despite this, Isabella had grown into
Isabella slowly opened her eyes; she was met with an unfamiliar ceiling. She tried to sit up, but a wave of pain washed over her, forcing her back onto the pillow. Her head was spinning, and her hands felt heavy and restricted. She looked down to see that they were bandaged, along with her head.Panic began to set in as she scrambled to remember how she had ended up in this strange bedroom. The last thing she remembered was driving home from the party, and then... the chasing cars, the gun pointed at her, the crash. It all came flooding back, and Isabella's heart began to race.Just as she was starting to feel overwhelmed, a man appeared in the doorway. He was tall, with brown eyes that seemed to hold a deep warmth. He smiled as he approached her, his eyes crinkling at the corners."Who are you?" Isabella demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. "And how did I get here?"The man's smile faltered for a moment before he replied, "Relax; I'm Vincent Morano. Your car had an accident las
Isabella stood in front of the mirror, her hands moving deftly as she finished getting ready for the party. She slipped into a stunning black evening gown, the silk fabric hugging her curves in all the right places. The dress was a masterpiece of design, with intricate beading and embroidery that caught the light as she moved.As she turned to examine herself from different angles, her long, brown hair cascaded down her back in loose waves, framing her heart-shaped face. Her bright blue eyes sparkled like sapphires in the dim light, and her lips curled into a soft, enigmatic smile. She looked...breathtaking.Just as she was finishing up her makeup, there was a soft knock at the door. Isabella's eyes flicked towards the sound, and she smiled as she saw Luca standing in the doorway.Isabella smiled warmly at Luca, her eyes sparkling with affection. "Uncle, you can go home if you want," she said, her voice gentle. "I know you don't like parties."Luca's expression turned skeptical, his e
Mia's voice was defensive as she spoke up for her sister. "You're blaming my sister; she's cold but not so cruel," she said, her eyes flashing with anger.Brandon's expression was grim. "He has a strong reason, Mia, and you know it," he said, his voice low and even.Mia shook her head. "I know my sister; she's not what you think," she said, her voice firm.But Olivia was having none of it. Her face was twisted with anger and hatred. "Stop favoring your stepsister; she did all this," she spat, her voice venomous. "First, she caused Brandon's parents to have an accident, then she set our factory on fire and destroyed everything. She's taking revenge."The room fell silent, with everyone staring at Olivia in shock. But before anyone could respond, Brandon's phone rang, shrill in the silence.He answered it, his face turning serious as he listened to the person on the other end. Mia's eyes were fixed on him, her expression worried."What happened?" she asked, her voice barely above a whis
Two years had passed since Isabella had left New York and started her new life in Miami. She had thrown herself into her work, and her company had flourished under her leadership. She had expanded her business, opening new branches and offices all over the world. And now, her company had its headquarters in Miami, where she oversaw all the operations.Isabella had become even more reserved and cold over the years. She had built walls around herself, and few people were able to penetrate her defenses. She was a force to be reckoned with in the business world, and people respected her for her intelligence, her strategic thinking, and her ruthless determination.Meanwhile, Brandon's life had taken a different turn. After marrying Mia, he had merged his company with Morano & Rizzo, and he had become the CEO of the new entity. However, his success was short-lived. One of his factories had been set on fire by an enemy, and the company had suffered a huge loss. Brandon was struggling to reco
The atmosphere was tense as the family gathered to discuss the upcoming wedding. Michael Rizzo, Isabella's father, beamed with pride as he showed off the new house he had bought for the couple in Paris. Brandon's eyes locked onto Isabella's, and for a moment, it seemed like nothing else mattered.But then, Isabella's voice cut through the air, her words dripping with venom. "Do you think I'll go through with this marriage after knowing the truth about these two?" She spat, her eyes blazing with anger.Isabella's eyes flashed with tears, but she stood tall, her voice steady. "I won't marry a man who cheats on me with my own sister," she declared, her words echoing through the room. "Brandon doesn't deserve me, and I refuse to marry him."The room fell silent, with all eyes on Isabella. Olivia's face turned red with rage, and he slapped Isabella across the face. "You're selfish; you only care about yourself. You don't want to marry; you should have told us earlier. Don't give us a fake
Isabella had traveled to another city for a meeting, but she couldn't shake off the feeling that she needed to do something special for Brandon's birthday her fiancé. She had remembered that today was his special day, and she wanted to surprise him.As soon as her meeting was over, Isabella rushed to the airport and caught a flight back to her hometown. She had bought a beautiful, expensive watch for Brandon, and she couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she gave it to him.When she arrived at Brandon's house, she noticed that his servants were not at home. She thought it was a bit strange, but she didn't think much of it. She went to his bedroom, thinking that she would surprise him with the watch.As she approached the bedroom door, she heard the sound of moans. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized that the voices were familiar. She slowly pushed open the door, and what she saw made her blood run cold.Brandon, her fiancé, was in bed with her sister, Mia. They were inti
Isabella's eyes were wide with shock as she gazed at her reflection in the mirror. This was the biggest mistake of her life. She felt like her world was crumbling around her. She took a deep breath, trying to calm her racing heart, and stepped out of the bathroom.Just then, Luca Ferraro, a 50-year-old man with a kind face, walked into the room carrying a tray with some medicines. "Isabella, I brought you some medication to help with your... condition," he said gently.But Isabella wasn't listening. She was too busy trying to process the news she had just received. She felt like she was in a daze, like she was living in a nightmare.Luca, her father's former personal guard, stood by the window, watching her with a concerned expression. He had been like a father to her since her mother's passing when she was just seven years old. Her father, a wealthy businessman, had remarried soon after, but Isabella's stepmother had never taken a liking to her. Despite this, Isabella had grown into