Chapter-5

Bella bit her lower lip from inside fighting the solid urge to cry out loudly. Her throat was still aching from the brutality she suffered through her boss' son.

"Bella, let me help you, please," Scarlett winced as if she could feel Bella's pain on her skin. "It will be cold," she warned before applying the white cream for the bruises.

"Peter fired me and tomorrow Mrs Knight will fire me too. I would be jobless. Sabby needs that laptop and granny urgently needs her reading glasses…" Bella muttered, a lone tear rolled down her cheek. She didn't care about the pain she was suffering. She was worried about making the household ends meet. She was the only earner in her family and now she is jobless.

Scarlett threw her arms around Bella, engulfing her in a bear hug. "I am so sorry, darling. Everything will be fine. You will get a new job."

Bella closed her eyes. The dam of emotions which she was trying to control broke and with that Bella cried her heart out in Scarlet's arms.

"I will help you in finding a new job and maybe Mrs Knight won't fire you, Bella. You always said that Mrs Knight is a rational woman. Maybe…"

Bella sat straight. Even the slightest movement in her neck made her wince in pain. "I slapped her son in front of hundreds of guests. Do you really think she would be rational tomorrow?"

Scarlett pursed her lips. "You will find out tomorrow. But if nothing works out I will ask Brock to hire you in his restaurant as a waitress. The salary is low but it will bring food on the table for you."

Bella felt pathetic but nodded. The job in the knight’s company is everything for her, its full package which she got a few months before only. But now she was on the verge of losing it. What other options does she have? It's better to earn little than none.

"You know what, let's go to my home tonight. Sabrina and granny will ask questions if they see you like this."

Once again Bella nodded. Scarlett was her neighbour who lives only two houses away from her and was the only friend she had. Bella had spent a few nights at Scarlett's house before. Bella used to babysit her son while she had night shifts at a local restaurant.

"Mickie is having a sleepover at his friend's house today. So we both will be alone." Bella agreed. They both left for Scarlett's house while Bella prayed the whole way for her job.

Aaron kicked the door open. His hand was still bleeding but his mind was nowhere near calmness. On the contrary He was fuming as the horrific incident kept playing in his memory as if it was set as default in his mind.

Aaron was in pure rage as He ripped the tuxedo or his body. He was opening the buttons of his silk shirt when two soft hands held him from behind.

"Welcome back handsome…" a soft voice whispered in his ear. Aaron gritted his jaw. His fury turned into rage and he grabbed the woman's hand and dragged her forward with such force that she fell on his hard chest.

"Aaron…" she winced as a sharp pain travelled through her nerves from her shoulder to elbow.

"Not a single word, Katherine or I will kill you. I don't want a single sound from your mouth today," He gave her a fair warning of what was about to come. Katherine was a professional. She knew angry sex was a part of deal especially when she was signed to the future Capo of Cosa Nostra. The gifts after the sex were always welcomed by her.

The raging monster inside him was hungry. Aaron grabbed her from the neck and threw her on the bed with such force that her eyes widened in horror. She opened her mouth to speak but closed it almost immediately seeing the dark look in his eyes. Today, he was different. She had witnessed multiple moods of Aaron but this was something different.

This was Darker and Scary than anything she had seen.

Aaron turned her around and scooped her on all fours. He snapped his pants open, grabbed her long hair tightly making Katherine wince but she didn't dare to make a sound. Aaron ripped her panties into shreds and entered in one single move not caring about her being ready and started pumping.

He closed his eyes waiting to forget the incident, He waited for her face to disappear into nothingness like everything else. He tried to focus on the elation but no, her eyes haunted his vision. Her face haunted his thoughts. Aaron pulled out of his whore's wetness in anger. Katherine couldn't stop herself from making a sound. He didn't come, He was nowhere near his relief.

"Aaron you…"

He roared and slapped the table lamp hard. It went flying through the room and fell against the wall and met its cruel end.

Aaron pulled his pants up and slided out of the room. His mind was fixed on only one person, The girl who slapped him. Bella Ferrari!

He needed blood. He craved blood. The beast in him wanted to destroy something. Badly. Cruelly. He refused to calm in any other way.

Today the monster in Aaron wanted to hear the painful cries of someone to forget the loud silence He heard when she slapped him.

The place was silent yet it was filled with loud voices and unspoken questions.

He pushed the driver away and settled on the driving seat. He drove to the warehouse where He had caught an Irish soldier who was trying to sell weed in his territory. These matters were handled by low ranking Enforcers of Cosa Nostra but today Aaron would handle him personally.

The men there were stunned seeing Aaron there. The news of him being slapped by a waitress had travelled to every single soldier like fire. They couldn't believe the news but everyone was talking about it and now seeing Aaron Salvatore Knight torturing the man like a butcher made them feel sorry for the girl who slapped him.

Aaron eyed the glinting silver tip of his sharp knife as He plucked the captive's eyes out of its sockets. His painful screams felt melodious and He was able to forgot her face for a second or two but when there was nothing left of the Irishman to torture Aaron wiped his bloody hands.

His expensive white silk shirt was drenched into blood. He was still restless and knew that there was only one way to shirk the memory so He called Marcus who accepted the call in the first ring.

"Sir."

"Bella Ferrari. I want to know everything about her, Marcus. You have one hour. Sixty minutes and if you take a single second more I will kill you," He ended the call and closed his eyes and told himself that she would be taken care of soon.

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"What meeting?" Aaron demanded. His father called him early in the morning telling him about a meeting with De Luca.

"Amadio invited us for a breakfast meeting. As my heir you are requested to be there," Ethan said over the phone making Aaron frown.

"Meeting about what?" He snapped. He has been running short of patience since last night.

"We should see and find out, I think. Meet me at the hotel, Aaron," saying that Ethan ended the call making Aaron gritted his teeth in rage. He didn't want to go but Ethan was right he was the heir of Cosa Nostra his presence was required at every important meeting and meeting the head of another mafia family was always important. No matter how disgusting you feel about him. Business always comes first so Aaron Salvatore Knight went there.

He examined the surroundings, non blinking. The deal Amadio proposed was good for business. Aaron's mind was notifying him about the potential hidden agenda behind this meeting and Aaron wanted to know about this?

"I can guarantee safe trading routes for your goods, Ethan. Even more, I am ready to open my market for your goods. It's a win-win deal for both of us."

Ethan nodded. He was a shrewd businessman who had dealt with people like Amadio many times. Aaron was not worried about it, but He was skeptical about the reason behind Amadio's glinting eyes. There was something about his aura which made Aaron's eyes twitch.

"What's the side deal, Amadio? What is it you want in return? My Albanian contacts? You want to expand your business in the arms deal in South America and North Asia and you want to go there through me, Right?" Aaron asked but Suddenly, his eyes went to a feminine figure walking towards them, making his jaws tighten. His grey stormy eyes turned dark, getting the whole point which was nothing new. The bastard was trying to sell his daughter.

"Maybe you are right but I am more interested in strengthening our relationship." Amadio said with a fake smile.

"Don't play riddles, Amadio. I don't have time for it. Speak clearly," Ethan asked.

"Your son and my daughter will look good together. Ain't they? Your cousin married one of the daughters from our family so it's time to strengthen the bond with another marriage. We talked about it on the phone."

Aaron fisted his hand under the table, He had enough of this rubbish and useless talk. He relaxed his stiff body, unclenched his hand and levelled his eyes on Amadio, keeping his calm.

“Your daughter is not worth my time, Amadio. I thought you called this meeting for business purposes but here you are trying to sell your daughter. This is too low and despicable, even for a man like you, Amadio De Luca," Aaron's voice was cold like ice.

Rosalina stopped near her father who fumed hearing Aaron. She sharpened her gaze at the man who humiliated her.

"Worth your time! Big words, Aaron. You should kiss my feet as I Am ready to accept a man who got slapped by a mere waitress in front of hundreds of people who were laughing at your back. I was there to defend you, I am the only one for you, Aaron Salvatore Knight."

Something snapped inside him, listening to her. Everyone was trying their hardest to pull him down and trying to play with his position and reputation. But would Velenoso let these people do that, Never! It would only take him a few hours of a day to evaporate every single one of them from this bloody world but He resisted. Not until, He becomes the Capo. The Cosa Nostra is only one step away from his hands.

The woman in front of him could have little bit of his respect but Aaron knew she possessed a rotten personality and dreaming about being his wife was totally out of the road. If This title exists, it would be given to the only woman who Velenoso would choose.

"You got slapped…"

"Enough!" He roared, making Rosalina eat her words down. Ethan closed his eyes knowing too well that the volcano had busted now. Amadio stood up, the look on Aaron's face was speaking violence.

Ethan was sitting silently. The message was loud and clear that even though he was sitting on the chair of the king, the kingdom was ruled by Prince's rules and the prince was Aaron Salvatore Knight.

"The girl slapped me because I allowed her. Whatever happened there was between me and that girl, Amadio. You or your daughter are no fucking one to judge that incident. This worthless meeting has already ruined my precious time. My answer to your proposal is loud and clear, No. Your daughter doesn't interest me a single cent. She is only fit for one position and that's someone's whore!"

Amadio De Luca shook his head. He was angry. "You insulted me and my daughter on my table, Aaron. I don't take insults well," it was a warning. Loud and clear.

"Aaron Salavatore Knight doesn't take warnings well either, Amadio. Keep that in mind."

"I thought you were the Capo of Cosa Nostra, Ethan but I see that it's your son who pulls strings now." Amadio said to Ethan who stood up with a smile on his face.

"Beware Amadio because my son loves brutality with a passion," He warned Amadio and nodded at Aaron as they both turned to leave the place.

"She was the best option for you. It would have ruined Flavio's gameplan. The girl was good for business too. Now what? In Three months you have to take over as Capo and you need a wife for that but you don't have one."

Aaron gritted his jaws and didn't bother with an answer. His mind was on Bella Ferrari. The girl was responsible for this. He was looking weak because of last night's incident.

"Flavio will take advantage of it…" Ethan started but Aaron didn't stop to listen to his father. He walked to his car and drove away from there to the office.

Aaron's jaw ticked in anger. Last night's incident had left permanent stains on his reputation. Stains He needed to clean. He recalled her words when she said that He had touched her in a wrong way.

He called Marcus and ordered him to bring the CCTV footage of last night's incident in half an hour and then He called his mother.

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Bella was stunned when Olivia asked for her schedule in the morning. She blinked a few times to check if she was dreaming all this. "Schedule madam?"

"Yes. That's what I need first thing in the morning, right?" Olivia asked.

It means she is not firing me. Oh Mother Mary, Am I dreaming or something?

"Yes. Yes. Mrs Knight," Bella couldn't help but smile. She wanted to scream in happiness but controlled her desire and

Informed her boss about the schedule for today.

"Prepare a hard copy of these documents, Bella," Olivia said, nodding at the mail she sent to her.

Bella happily went to her cabin and started typing enthusiastically the documents. After finishing them she went to Olivia's cabin to handover the file. Her boss was on a phone call when she entered the cabin. Bella silently placed the file on the table, catching a word of her conversation.

"But why?"

Bella turned to leave. The smile was intact on her lips."Bella wait."

She stopped and turned towards her boss. "Yes, Mrs Knight."

"You will work on the Twenty-eighth floor from today."

She frowned. "Twenty-eighth floor?"

"Yes, you are transferred to work under my son Aaron Salavatore Knight as his personal assistant from today onwards."

Dread pooled in her stomach causing her to halt her breath. Her smile evaporated from her face like a water drop in a burning desert. Did she hear correctly? She was transferred to work under the man who not only groped her last night but almost killed her?