Isabella is a young lady who is forced to sign a contract deal which sells her without possible revocation to the deadliest mafia Lord. Luca. Her parents, having no other option, use her as the last collateral to pay up whatever they owed Luca. After she arrives at Luca's Villa, he tries to make her comfortable but still drops warnings for her. Isabella is anything but comfortable. She is determined to get away from there as fast as possible. Isabella, without the knowledge of Luca, plans an escape. Ready to leave.
View MoreISABELLA’S POVThe silence between us stretched longer than it should have.Luca and I both stared at my healed hand, neither of us daring to speak about what had just happened.Because it wasn’t normal.It wasn’t possible.I was human.Humans didn’t heal like that. Not in seconds.Luca’s jaw tensed, his expression unreadable. His sharp gaze flicked from my hand to my face, searching for something, maybe an answer I didn’t have.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to look away. “What happened to you?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended.Luca hesitated for a fraction of a second before responding, “Rogue attack.” His voice was low, gruff. “I was on my way back from a meeting when they ambushed us.”I frowned. Rogues? I had heard that term before, but I didn’t know much about them. “Were they after you?”“They were after something,” he muttered. “Maybe someone sent them. Maybe they were just desperate.”I could hear the exhaustion in his tone, the weight of responsibility pressing
ISABELLA’S POVThe night was eerily quiet, the only sound coming from the soft crackling of the fireplace in my room. I had finally regained control of myself after the strange trance I had fallen into earlier in the garden. The freezing shower had helped, grounding me back to reality, but something inside me still felt… off.Like a storm inside me.I paced my side of the wing, unable to sleep. There was this energy inside me, something unfamiliar yet powerful, pulsing in my veins.Then—A loud boom echoed through the villa.The entire building trembled.I froze.A door had blasted open.Heavy footsteps pounded against the marble floor, fast and frantic.Something was wrong.I rushed toward the sound without hesitation, my heartbeat spiking. As I reached the main hall, my breath hitched.Luca.He was covered in blood.His once powerful frame now staggered, his body riddled with deep slashes, puncture wounds, and—bites?His breathing was ragged, his usually sharp eyes dulled over wi
ISABELLA’S POVThe dreams were getting worse.Or maybe… they were becoming more real.Each time I closed my eyes, I was pulled into a world that didn’t belong to me, yet felt so familiar.This time was no different.I was running.Again.The scent of damp earth and pine needles filled my lungs, but it wasn’t suffocating—it was invigorating, wild, free. My bare feet barely made a sound as they hit the forest floor, moving in perfect rhythm with the others beside me.I could hear them—wolves.Large, powerful, running beside me as if they belonged to me.As if I belonged to them.A full moon hung above us, casting the world in silver light. The sky was endless, the trees whispering secrets as the wind howled through their branches.But I wasn’t afraid.No, I felt alive.Faster.Stronger.My limbs burned, but it was a pleasurable ache, like I was meant for this—meant to run, to chase, to hunt.I could hear something up ahead. A heartbeat. Quick and frantic.Prey.I didn’t question why I k
ISABELLA’S POVI hurried out of Luca’s room like my life depended on it, shutting the door behind me with trembling hands. Damn. Here is so hot.My heart was racing, beating wildly against my ribs as if it wanted to escape my chest.What the hell just happened?I swallowed hard, rushing down the hall toward my own room, feeling the heat of his gaze still lingering on my skin. The moment I reached my door, I pushed it open, stepped inside, and slammed it shut behind me.My back hit the door, and I slid down, my wobbly knees weak beneath me.I pressed a hand to my chest, trying to calm my erratic breathing, but nothing seemed to work.Luca.He had been so close.So dangerously, sinfully close.I could still feel his breath ghosting over my skin, the heat of his body surrounding me, caging me in. The memory of his wet, tattooed torso, glistening with water droplets, flashed before my eyes, and I sucked in a sharp breath.Fuck.I tilted my head back against the door and squeezed my eye
LUCA’S POVThe moment I stepped out of the bathroom, the scent of fresh citrus and steam clinging to my skin, I felt a presence.My eyes immediately locked onto her.Isabella.Standing in the middle of my bedroom, staring at me like she had never seen a man before.Her lips were slightly parted, her chest rising and falling in an uneven rhythm.I hadn’t seen her in over a week.And now she was here.In my space.Uninvited.I let my gaze roam over her, taking in her disheveled hair, the oversized shirt she wore that hung off one shoulder, revealing a hint of smooth skin.Something inside me coiled tight.I growled low in my throat, taking a slow, deliberate step toward her.“What are you doing here?” My voice came out rough, edged with something dark and unrestrained.She flinched slightly but didn’t step back.Brave.Or foolish.I watched the way she swallowed hard, her throat working as if she were trying to find words but couldn’t.That only made me more interested.She had invaded
ISABELLA’S POVThe walls were beginning to feel like they were closing in on me.It had been at least a week since I’d last seen Luca. A week of nothing but silence, the only interaction I had being with the maid who brought my meals three times a day. She never spoke, never!Never acknowledged me beyond bringing the tray into the room and walking out.A goddamn prisoner I am indeed.At first, I had tried to be polite."Good morning." I greeted her the first time she brought breakfast, offering a small smile despite my frustration with this entire situation.No response.Just great!She placed the tray on the table, turned on her heel, and left without so much as a glance in my direction.I had tried again at lunch."Hey, uhm… could you tell me where I am exactly?" I asked, hoping to get something—anything—from her.Silence.Sad enough.Dinner arrived, and I decided to be more persistent."Look, I get it. You probably have rules. You’re not allowed to talk to me, right?" I tested. "
ISABELLA'S POVLuca’s grip on my arm was too tight it could possibly rip through my soft flesh. I could even see my skin turning purple, his fingers warm but firm against my skin as he all but dragged me through the hallways of his massive villa.The encounter with the older man—Eliazer, if I could remember what Luca called him—still lingered in my mind, the way his eyes had narrowed at me, as if I were some stray animal that had wandered into a place I didn’t belong. But what shook me even more was Luca’s reaction—his annoyed look, the cold command in his voice, the quiet fury radiating from him even now as he yanked me along without a word.I tried to keep up, my heart pounding with the mixture of adrenaline and irritation.“Hey!” I tugged at my arm, but he didn’t slow down. “Would you slow the hell down? I have legs, you know! I can walk just fine without being manhandled like a damn rag doll!”Still, he ignored me.I grit my teeth. Oh, so he was back to this again? Acting like I
ISABELLA'S POVI was going insane.Okay, maybe not clinically insane, but I was damn close.For the past few days, I’d been stuck in this ridiculously fancy room with no one but my own thoughts to keep me company.No phone. No internet. No books. Just an oversized bed, expensive furniture, and windows that led to a view of more rooms.All thanks to fucking Luca RomanoThe place was huge! It was like a damn palace—except I wasn’t a princess.I was a prisoner.A prisoner in silk sheets, sure, but a prisoner nonetheless.At least both words start with P-R-I…And Luca? The man who owned this place? The man who had bought me like some ancient relic to settle a debt I'm not even sure my parents owed?Nowhere to be seen. Fucker!I hadn’t set eyes on him since I met him in his balcony that night. Earlier, he had told me he wanted to let me go but has been avoiding me using 'my need to rest' as an excuse, and despite knowing I should be relieved that he wouldn't harm me, I wasn’t.Although, as
Luca’s POVI walked away from her and left for the office, leaving her back there, I can't deal with this right now.I went into my other study. I needed to think because the weight of my decisions sat heavy on my shoulders, pressing down like a man strangling my throat...Isabella Rossi.My mate.I should have rejected her the moment my wolf stirred for her. I should have forced the words out, broken the bond before it became something deeper—something I couldn’t control.But my wolf refused.Every time I even thought about saying it, I felt like I was suffocating.And now, my pack—the people I swore to protect, to lead—were restless. The Council was requesting a meeting and my mate, the woman I had brought into this chaos, had no idea what kind of war she had stepped into. What kind of war she was deciding to fight…A sharp knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts.Lorenzo.“They’re waiting for you,” he said. His face was unreadable, but I knew him too well. He didn’t agree
POV: IsabellaThe weight of the pen in my hand felt like a chain, chaining me to some otherworldly future I never wanted. My fingers had shaken while staring at the crisp, black letters on the contract before me, each word pulsating as if it mocked me with its cold finality: Property of Luca RomanoI forced myself to look at Father, desperation etching his face into a hundred deep lines. He didn't meet my gaze but kept his eyes fixed on the paper, as if staring at the contract would will me on to signing my freedom away, easing the weight from his shoulders."Bella, sign it," he pleaded, his voice trembling just enough to show the fear behind his words. "Please, If you don't…I took a deep, shaking breath. My voice was barely above a whisper. "Is there really no other way to pay him back? We can't ask anyone else? Another family?"He shook his head, cold and resolute. "Nobody crosses Luca Romano and walks away unscathed. He controls every family, every business, every favor. You're…yo...
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