BELLA GEORGE
Cold sweat broke out on my forehead and I felt like I might faint as my heart started beating rapidly in my chest. I felt all the adrenaline melt away and fear take over. I could not bring myself to turn around and look at the person whose hands gripped mine so tightly. It could only be Vincent or his guards, and the thought terrified me. I would be dead before I even stepped outside, why was life so cruel to me? “What's a pretty lady like you doing so far away from the party?” A deep masculine voice cooed. I felt irritated as I turned around and came face-to-face with a gruff-looking man. He had a sweet smile on his face and I glared at him as I tried to pull my hand out of his hold. “I could ask you the same thing but I don't care. Now let go of my hand!” I angrily growled and he smirked as he tightened his hold and pulled me closer to him. He leaned towards my neck and I shivered as he took a whiff of my scent. His eyes clouded with an emotion I couldn't understand as I tried to wiggle out of his hold. Why does everyone keep doing that? “Feisty I like it. I've always preferred the wild ones.” He purred and I felt like punching the delighted look he had on his face. “And I've always hated the creepy one! Get your hands off me or I'll report you for harassment!” He started laughing like I had just said the funniest thing and I was completely creeped out at this point. “Are you a maniac? Let me go!” I used all my strength to pull him but he didn't even move an inch. My heart started picking up pace again and that overbearing feeling of fear was back again. I didn't have time for this drama. I should be halfway across town by now. “Why did I have such bad luck? I was trying to run away from one bastard and met up with a creep.” I angrily muttered under my breath. He leaned closer, his face only inches from mine as he stared into my eyes with interest. “I will let you go but only if you agree to come with me.” Come with him? Is he crazy? “Get your hands off her, right now!” The anger in that familiar voice was enough to paralyze me in place as I seized all my struggles. My breath hitched and I felt like I was going to pass out as our eyes met. I was so dead. “If it isn't the almighty Vincent Castello. To what do I owe this pleasure of being so rudely interrupted by you?” The man's voice was filled with sarcasm but Vincent had an unreadable expression on his face as he took strong steps towards us. The air became thick with tension as he yanked off the man’s hold on me and pulled me to his side. His face might look blank but the air around him felt suffocating. He was glaring daggers at the man and the air became thick with tension. “Oh, I see you finally decided to loosen up and get yourself a toy.” The man had a playful smirk on his face and Vincent scowled. It didn't take being a genius to know that these two knew each other. I felt like wiping the smirk off the creeper's face with a punch. “When will you learn to stay away from my business Santiago? Do you have a death wish?” Vincent's words were filled with venom as he stared at him with hardened eyes and I whimpered as his hold around me tightened. Fear briefly flashed through Santiago’s eyes and if I wasn't angrily looking at him I would have missed it because he immediately covered it up with annoyance. “Relax, why are you getting so worked up over this? I didn't even know you got yourself a woman.” “Stay away from her. If you ever lay your filthy fingers on her you'll have to deal with me and we both know you are too weak to do that so back the fuck off!” They both glared at each other and I could feel how deeply they disliked each other, especially Vincent. He looked like he was stopping himself from launching Santiago across the room. “Is the almighty Vincent Castello furious over a woman, I have never known you to show your “fangs” in public so tell me brother, who is she?” Vincent stiffened, it looked like Santiago had hit a nerve. His eyes darkened and his aura became murderous as he took slow steps towards Santiago who stood his ground. He towered over him and my breath hitched as they had a stare-down. “I'd like to hear you call me brother again and I’ll rip your tongue right out of your wretched mouth with my bare hands and feed them to the dogs!” Santiago took in a sharp breath and with one last warning glare, Vincent tightened his hold around me and dragged me along. My nerves were all over the place as he dragged me out of the venue and pushed me towards the open car. I felt suffocated, I couldn't push down the feeling of anxiety that was eating me out. The guards formed a circle around us and my eyes darted all over the parking lot, searching for an escape. I can't go back to that house. “Don't even think about it.” He spat out and pushed me into the car. He settled down beside me and the car started. The whole ride was filled with a stifling silence and a part of me was begging me to fall on my knees and apologize to him but even in my frightened state the stubborn part of my brain had the upper hand. My mind was riddled with so many thoughts of just what my punishment would entail and I grimaced with displeasure. The car came to a halt and my stomach twisted into knots as a guard pulled the door open. I tried to make a run for it and I shrieked in fear as Vincent gripped my arm and yanked me into his chest. Pain shot up in my face as my nose hit his chest and a low whimper escaped my lips. Why was he built like a fucking house? I brought my free hand up to my nose to soothe the pain. Our eyes locked and fear gripped me as he glared at me with anger swirling in his eyes. I started struggling to get out of his hold. I pulled and clawed at his arms but he didn't even flinch. “Let go of me you big cow!” I yelled my voice red with anger. He glared at me and with one swift movement I found myself dangling in the air as he threw me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. “Let me down!” I yelled and started hitting his back with my fists as he took quick steps into the house. “Let me go! I'm not a fucking animal he can throw around however you like let me go!” My shouts seemed to be falling on deaf ears as I clawed at him with my fingers while hitting him. The door slammed shut behind him and I screamed as he threw me on the bed. “I fucking told you to stay! Why won't you listen to me? Do you want to die? Are you an animal?” He angrily growled and in a minute he was over my body as he gripped my hands and I shouted obscenities at him as he slid my hands into the chains that were attached to the bed. “You bastard let go of me!” He leaned forward and gripped my head. I yelped as I desperately pulled at the chains. “How dare you run away from me! All you had to do fucking stay by my side and behave! Is it too much to ask? Do you have any idea what would have happened if…” “I don't care! All I want is to be away from you. Let me go!” I angrily shouted with defiance and he smirked as he started laughing crazily. “You want to go right? I'll let you go but first…” He trailed off and his eyes glazed over as he buried his nose into my neck. “I’ll make you understand that I own you! You are mine! You are nothing but property and I control your pathetic life!” He pulled my gown upwards and my eyes widened as he started to knead my thighs. “God please not this.” I thought out loud. My vision was blurry and I started struggling in his hold as he ran his hands over my body. I started crying as he traced kisses over my neck and exposed collarbone. “Please! You can't do this to me” I cried out. I felt his smile against my skin. “You never learn, do you? I can do whatever the fuck I want and no one can stop me!. “Please stop.” I cried out desperately as his hands kneaded my butt. My body shivered as he ran his nose all down my neck and whispered into my ears. “You are mine Bella! Know your place.” He pulled away from me and I cried uncontrollably as he slammed the door behind him leaving me chained and miserable.BELLAI can't live like this!This was not the life I wanted for myself. I had always wanted to take a break from all the hardship and just relax but this was far from what I had in mind.I was trapped in this house and I felt like a prisoner. Every moment of my life I had someone watching my back.I wasn't allowed to go anywhere and eyes were always following my every move.I can't keep staying like this! I need to get away from this house and Vincent. I refused to be treated like a commodity when I was my person.I needed to come up with a plan to leave this hell hole.I wrecked my brain as I paced around the room. I refused to acknowledge it as mine.“I need to go but how do I go about it without getting caught? I need to use my brain or I'll fall into a deeper mess.” I muttered under my breath.My face lit up when an idea crossed my mind. “How could I escape when I'm always confined in my room? It's just like in all the heist movies I've watched! The best way to go in and out of a
THIRD PERSON POV“What is wrong with you? I said let me go this instant!” Camilla angrily shouted as she struggled to pull her hand out of Bella’s tight grip.“You are hurting me let go you demented fool.” Camilla’s face was red with anger, her cheeks burning as if they had been set ablaze. Bella felt a deep satisfaction as she took in the sight of her frustration.“I still haven’t heard a single word of apology from your filthy mouth so, No!” Bella snapped with a smirk on her face.“Is this a freaking joke to you! Take your diseased hands off me or you will not like what I’ll do to you!” Camilla’s jaw tightened, her eyes filled with fury as her free hand clenched into a fist.The guards stood awkwardly at the side exchanging uncertain glances between them. They didn't know what to do. Were they supposed to step in? Was that even allowed?The answer was unclear but none of them wanted to be stuck in the middle of a personal banter between women. And they cursed their luck for being st
BELLAI was painfully bored.With a lazy expression, I flipped through the endless sea of channels on the TV, barely paying attention to anything that popped up on the screen. Sprawled out on my bean bag like a starfish, I sighed hoping anything interesting would capture my attention.After what felt like an eternity of mindless scrolling, I gave up and settled on an animated movie. Just as I started to enjoy it, a loud knock shattered my brief moment of peace.I groaned in annoyance, rolling my eyes as the doorknob twisted. A maid stepped inside, her gaze sweeping over the room. She offered a small, polite smile when our eyes met but I could tell she had been sent here to say something that I’m certain I wouldn’t like.“What is it this time?” I asked, my tone dripping with boredom as I stared at her.She cleared her throat, shifting slightly as she averted her gaze to the floor. “Sir has asked for you to join him for dinner downstairs,” she said, her voice clipped and professional.I
VINCENTThat was exhilarating.Watching her squirm beneath me sent a thrill through my veins and gave me a high I never knew I needed. Every second of being in complete control, of bending her to my will was intoxicating.She was different and disobedient. No one had ever dared to defy me, let alone look me in the eye and throw my authority back in my face. I was used to unwavering obedience, to people trembling at my presence, their fear settling in before I even uttered a word.But her? She wasn’t afraid. And the defiance she displayed was foreign, so infuriating and it only made me want to break her even more.I smirked, the memory replaying in my mind like a song on repeat. She had always been bold, unafraid to speak her mind even when she knew I could make her disappear with a mere snap of my fingers.She was something else.The way she had crumbled beneath me was intoxicating. At first, she fought, stubborn as ever. But the moment she started shaking, begging, her body betraying
BELLAI know I’ve said this a million times already, but I’m so over this.Tired of being locked up. Tired of staring at the same four walls like some caged animal. Tired of not feeling the sun on my skin, not meeting people who could hold a decent conversation.And, God help me, I was tired of wearing the same damn clothes every single day.Vincent dared to snatch me from my life, but he couldn’t even let me have a decent wardrobe. All I had were the pajamas he “graciously” took from his maids and the gown I was wearing the day he kidnapped me. It was insulting. A girl needs options! If I was going to be held hostage, I should at least get to look good while suffering.I flopped onto my bed with a dramatic sigh. “I’m a lady, for goodness’ sake! How am I supposed to survive without my necessities?”If Vincent was going to keep me here indefinitely, he could at least have the decency to take me back to my house so I could grab my things. My shirt and pants, my dresses, hell, even my pa
BELLAA gasp escaped my slightly parted lips as his hands glided over my back, the warmth of his touch sending a shiver down my spine.It was electric, almost magical the way his fingers brushed my skin before carefully pulling up the zipper of my gown. Our eyes remained locked in the mirror and suddenly, the air between us felt charged, humming with untamed energy.“Beautiful,” Vincent murmured, his deep, husky voice rolling over me like a velvet caress.I couldn’t disagree. The gown hugged my body in all the right places, making me feel like someone entirely new, someone powerful, elegant, and untouchable. Yet, standing this close to him, I felt anything but untouchable.Then, he stepped closer, pressing his body against mine.My breath hitched, my pulse hammering wildly in my chest as our eyes held each other in a heated exchange. His gaze darkened, his pupils dilating as something unspoken flickered across his face, something raw, something dangerous.I barely had time to react be
VINCENT“I asked a fucking question. What the hell happened here?” My voice was like ice, slicing through the thick tension that hung in the air.The gathered guards visibly flinched, their shoulders stiff, their faces pale with barely concealed fear. They looked like frightened prey, their eyes darting between each other in silent panic, none of them daring to step forward.My glare hardened. The longer they stayed quiet, the more my patience thinned.“Will you speak,” I hissed through gritted teeth, “or do I have to make you bleed it out?”The threat lingered in the air, heavy and suffocating.Before anyone could answer, the front doors swung open and Bianchi stepped out, his presence thick with danger.The guards quietly stepped out of the way as he walked as he walked toward me. His aura was dark and heavy with an unspoken lethal promise, yet his expression remained eerily calm. Too calm.“What is this?” My voice was low, laced with a cold fury that sent another visible shudder th
BELLAWhat did he think I was? A fucking hand trophy? A pretty little ornament to dangle on his arm while he paraded around, soaking up attention?Then why the hell bring me to a party if I wasn’t even allowed to enjoy it? To laugh, to drink, to actually exist?Vincent had been dragging me around all night, dictating every move like I was some wind-up doll designed to nod, smile, and obey. And the worst part? I was still smiling, that sweet, practiced expression stretched across my face like a mask, hiding the irritation clawing at my insides.Why was I even humoring him? The bastard had made it clear. Be polite. Stay close. Like I was a damn child who needed supervision.My fingers itched to peel away from his grip, to vanish into the crowd and remind him that I wasn’t something to be kept.He was talking to a man about something related to a contract and I groaned at the back of my mind as I listened to the same boring business talk over and over again.Why can’t they talk about som
VINCENTI held my shoes in one hand as I walked the shoreline, letting the breeze work through the mess in my head. In the distance, the bonfire still crackled, laughter and music echoing faintly. The party hadn’t slowed down, but I was long past the mood for it. I just needed out. Out of that room. Out of my head.The wind brushed through my hair and I sighed, letting the salt air wash over me. It didn’t fix anything, but it dulled the edges a little. I sank into the sand, elbows resting on my knees, staring out at the dark horizon. I wasn’t thinking but I wasn’t free of thought either. Just somewhere in between.“Didn’t think I’d see you out here again.”The voice was soft. I turned to see Ann, a few feet away, her sandals dangling from one hand, dress fluttering with the breeze.“Can’t believe you ditched an epic party just to come here and sit alone,” she said, dropping onto the sand beside me.I glanced over at her. “What are you doing here? Thought you’d be living it up.”She ga
BELLAWho the hell does he think he is, walking up to me like nothing happened like he wasn’t just acting like a horny idiot with that girl?I stormed toward the lift, jamming the “close” button over and over again as if my life depended on it. The last thing I wanted was to be trapped in a box with him. Just seeing his face was enough to make my blood boil.“Bella,” Vincent called out, slipping his hand between the doors right before they could shut him out.“Why didn’t you wait for me?” he asked like he hadn’t just humiliated me five minutes ago.I let out a cold laugh. “Oh, I’m sorry. Should I have waited for you to finish tongue-fucking with her? My bad, I didn’t realize I signed up to be your chaperone.”He looked stunned like he genuinely didn’t get it. “Where is all this coming from?”I stared at his reflection in the polished door, refusing to turn around. I needed to get out before I said something I’d regret or worse, something I meant.“Can you just talk to me and stop bein
VINCENTThe whiskey burned as I gulped it down, but the sting barely registered. My mind was too consumed by Bella. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. Watching her laugh and lean in, being all touchy with Miguel, made the air feel colder. Every giggle, every playful nudge, felt like a dagger to my chest.I had told myself I wouldn’t care. But why the hell did it feel like a goddamn firestorm every time I saw her so free with him?Frustration clawed at me. I threw my empty glass down on the bar, the sound sharp.“Get me a glass of your strongest drink.” My voice was tense, almost dangerous. The bartender looked at me, a brow raised in silent question.“Are you sure you can handle it?” he asked.I scoffed, letting the annoyance bubble up. “Make it two,” I snapped, not even caring how it sounded. Not when Bella was over there, laughing like I didn’t exist.Did she forget I was here as well? I felt like picking Miguel up and throwing him in the fucking ocean.The bartender didn’t argu
BELLAWe finished eating in complete silence. Not a word from Vincent. He didn’t need to say anything. I could feel the anger coming off him in waves.I was frustrated. And not because I cared, because I didn’t. Or at least I told myself that. His silence crawled under my skin and wormed its way into my thoughts. It irritated me how much it bothered me. Why did I care if he was pissed? Why did it matter if he wanted to act like a brooding asshole?He wasn’t my friend. He wasn’t anything. I hated him. I hate Vincent. He could drop dead and I wouldn’t flinch.By the time we got to my room, my patience had worn thin. I huffed. “Goodnight,” I muttered, not even sparing him a glance before I shoved the door open, stepped inside, and slammed it shut behind me.The moment I was alone, I exhaled sharply and dropped onto my bed, limbs heavy with tension.Of course, that peace didn’t last. My phone lit up, buzzing against the sheets. I frowned and grabbed it, flipping the screen toward me.Who
BELLA“Five more minutes,” I mumbled, curling deeper into the blanket as another gentle tap landed on my shoulder.“Princess, that’s the seventh time you’ve said that. Wake up, we’re here.” Vincent’s voice was soft, and coaxing, and I groaned, forcing my eyes open.“I thought you were excited to start our vacation?” he teased, tugging the blanket off me with a smirk.“I am but I’m also exhausted,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes.“I know, Princess. Come on.” Vincent took my hands, warm and steady, and pulled me up to my feet. My legs wobbled a bit, but he held me close, guiding me off the now-empty plane. Outside, the sun greeted us with a golden glow, and I spotted our guards already waiting with our luggage stacked neatly beside a sleek black car.I yawned again, and Vincent instinctively wrapped an arm around my waist, pulling me close. “You can go back to sleep when we get to the resort,” he whispered against my temple.But I shook my head. No way.How could I sleep now? I was finally
BELLAI gasped as Vincent slammed the door shut behind us, pressing me up against it with a hunger I hadn’t seen in him before. His hands were everywhere, urgent, searching as he pulled me into a kiss that stole the breath from my lungs.There was nothing gentle about it. This wasn’t the soft, tentative kind of kiss we’d shared before. This one was raw, full of want like he’d been holding back for far too long.I moaned into his mouth as his hands slid under my shirt, finding the curves he seemed to know like a map. His tongue tangled with mine, and I met him with equal intensity, clutching the back of his neck, grounding myself in his warmth.He broke the kiss only to trail fire along my skin, lips attacking my neck, finding that one sensitive spot he always seemed to zero in on first. I whimpered when he bit down gently, his hand moving in slow, tantalizing circles around my boobs that sent sparks shooting through me.“Let me see you,” he breathed, voice low and thick with desire. “
BELLA“What do you want to do this weekend?” Carmen asked, sipping her smoothie through a neon pink straw.“Nothing,” I said flatly, digging my fork into the slice of chocolate cake on my tray. “I’m usually stuck at home, so I doubt this weekend’s gonna be any different. Plus, it’s still three days away.”The rich sweetness melted on my tongue, and I couldn’t help but hum in satisfaction. I took another bite, letting the sugar work its magic on my mood.“I know,” Carmen said, undeterred. “But I want us to do something together.”“Like what?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.“We’ll figure it out,” she said with a shrug. “I just want us to go out, do something fun. You know, exist outside of school for once.”I paused. She had a point. Since I got back, we’d only hung out between classes or during lunch. It wasn’t for lack of effort on her part, either Carmen had tried. I just didn’t know how to convince Vincent to let me out of the house for something as simple as hanging out.But things h
VINCENT“It’s time, Don,” Bianchi said with a wicked grin as he strolled into my office like he owned the place.I didn’t need him to say it twice. The moment I laid eyes on his sharp, all-black getup and the gleam in his eyes, I knew it was game time. My blood surged with anticipation, and my mouth watered at the thought of what awaited us on the other side of town.“Finally,” I said, pushing back from my desk, a slow smirk creeping across my face. “I’ve waited long enough. I can’t wait to get my hands on him.”Bianchi chuckled, dark and satisfied. “It’ll be worth every second, Don. Picture it every major player in one room. A real feast.”“Of course,” I murmured, already imagining, the chaos I would unleash on all of them. The downfall of all the men who thought they could betray me. “It is a foolproof plan. And that idiot jumped at the opportunity like a dog chasing scraps. He’s so hungry for power, for recognition, that he walked right into our jaws.”I leaned back, my voice dro
BELLA“Oh my goodness! This is insane!” Carmen gasped, practically jumping in excitement as she stared at the mansion.“You said it was a big house, but big is an understatement. This is a freaking castle!” she said, wide-eyed. The guards at the front gave each other an amused glance as she marched up the steps like she owned the place.Before I could even say anything, they pulled the massive door open and Carmen darted in without hesitation. “Will you adopt me?” she called over her shoulder. “Bella! How could you keep this from me? I feel personally betrayed. Do you know how much beauty my eyes have been missing out on?”I laughed, following her into the grand foyer where she stood spinning slowly, taking everything in like it was her first time seeing wealth. “Come on, we’ve got a long day tomorrow. You’ll have time to explore the whole house then,” I said, tugging her arm and heading for the stairs.“I can’t wait till then!” she whined dramatically, digging her heels in. “Pretty p