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chapter 2

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Isabella POV

Outside the club I waited for my taxi to arrive. I could feel my heart racing each passing second. What if Dad got to know that I wasn't there at home the whole night?

He will kill me.

As the taxi arrived I hopped inside without wasting a second. I can't directly go to the mansion because the guards can catch me. Thinking about the guards, something clicked in my head.

Niccolò.

He is always by my side, but why wasn't he there last night? It was his job to protect me, yet he failed last night. I always had a soft corner for him in me, but thinking about our age gap, I never let the softness grow more.

The taxi halted with a jerk, bringing me out from Niccolò's thoughts. Sighing deeply, I paid the price of the taxi before starting my walk towards the mansion. It was around 2km away from the place where the taxi dropped me.

The pain in the body has been reduced, yet the headache was still there. I guess because of the drugs I consumed last night. Before leaving the club room, I didn't see bloodstains on the bedsheet.

I was a virgin, but I don't know if I am currently a virgin or not. I can't yet believe that last night someone tried to rape me. Shaking my head out of last night's thoughts, I tried to keep myself calm because I knew that my father can catch me if I try to lie.

I am bad at lying.

As the mansion view came in front of my eyes, I felt coldness rushing over me. Stay calm. I silently prayed for myself. Sensing the guard's eyes on me, I went still for a second. Without asking any question, they opened the gate for me.

I sigh in relief.

I just hope that Dad doesn't know about my absence yet. Walking inside the mansion, I met with dead silence. It was always like this. Me and my dad live alone in this mansion. My mother left us after cheating on Dad.

I hate her from my core.

Today the silence in the mansion was killing me. No servants were there nor any guards pacing around like ghosts. Strange.

Dad's room was on the ground floor only, so from where I am standing, I can see his room door closed. Maybe he is still sleeping. Turning on my heels, I headed to my room, which was on the first floor of the mansion.

I need a bath urgently. My whole body was stinking and feels oily. As soon as I reached my room door and turned the doorknob, my breath hitched, finding Niccolò in my room.

My room??

What the hell is he doing in my room? Before I can run away from the room, his voice halted my step.

"Stop." His thick and dark voice made my whole body shiver like a leaf.

Slowly I turned around only to find him close to me. So close that I can't even breathe. Abruptly I smell something metallic and fishy. Roaming my eyes around my room, I saw my father's body lying on the bed.

"Dadddddddd." I cried, seeing my father's lifeless body on my bed.

I tried to walk to him when I was pulled back with a force by Niccolò.

"Leave meee. I need to see my dad. Dadddd." I yelled, trying to pull myself from his tight grip, but it didn't work.

"Niccolò, leave me. Please." Hitting his hard chest, I tried to pull back, but my every attempt to free myself went in vain.

"Bella, stop crying and get ready in the dress kept in the bathroom." He ordered, staring straight into my eyes.

I teared up, seeing him so heartless that he wasn't letting me see my dad.

"I won't listen to you. I won't get ready for anything." I yelled on his face, staring right into his eyes.

I hate him.

Niccolò Este POV

Leaving Bella in the room, I ordered my few trusted men to stand outside her and don't let anyone near her room. They won't even allow her to leave the room without my permission. Finally, it's time to mark her mine.

I thought that it will take some time, but that fucker; Xavier Sforza can't wait to die from my hands. After Bella's mother auction, I always knew that Xavier will do the same with his daughter without any mercy, and that's what he is going to do tomorrow.

Even before the sun rise, I am going to kill that bastard. Fixing the gun over my waistband, I walk outside the club where my men are waiting for me. I nodded at them before hopping inside the car and driving towards the Sforza's Mansion.

Every bodyguard currently pacing in the mansion won't even question me when they will see me pointing the gun at Xavier's head. They all have worked and trained under me only for this day where I will kill Xavier.

Reaching the mansion, I threw the car keys on the ground in anger. My blood was boiling only with the thought that someone close to Bella is going to betray her. She would be so broken after her father's truth.

I am sorry my Bella. But I need to do this.

For you. For us.

The whole mansion was illuminated with lights. My gaze fell on the luxury cars lined up in front of the mansion. They are the people who are going to participate in Bella's auction. I am going to kill them also.

How the fuck can they think of taking away my Bella from me??

Controlling the bubbling anger inside me, I walk towards the mansion with heavy steps. Every guard bowed in front of me with respect in their eyes. Two guards opened the main door of the mansion seeing me walking.

Entering inside, I observed my men pacing around while Xavier was taking his client towards the Bella's room. I am sure that he is going to show them Bella's photo as she is currently not at home.

I let them walk inside while asking my men to take their position before my actions. Within a second, they were on their position.

After the Bella's room door got closed behind them, I started to strode towards it. With each second my anger was losing its control.

Turning the door knob, I enter inside her room not before removing the gun from my waistband. Without a second thought, I aim the gun at Xavier's head. Every head turned towards me.

Seeing my gun aimed at hi, Xavier's eyes filled with anger; mirroring mine. Before the other can react, my men came and sized them.

"Xavier, what the hell is happening? Who is he and where the hell are we taken?" one of them spoke, which made me lose my control.

Within a blink of eye, that man was dead by my bullet.

"How the fuck you dare to kill me son? My men will kill you bastard. Sonnnn." he cried for his son while my men dragged the other with me to the basement.

I will deal with them later.

"You traitor." Xavier roared.

Shoot.

I aim the gun at his forearm before pressing the trigger. He groaned in the pain which made me happy. Moving closer to him, I kicked into his stomach, making him cry in pain.

"You want to sell my Bella. Don't you? I will fucking kill you for even having that thought. Ten years ago I wasn't able to save her mother, but today I won't let you do the same with Bella." Yelling at him, I again lifted my leg to kick on his face and later his jaw.

"She is my daughter and I am father, I can do anyth..."

"No. You can't do anything with her. EVEN IF YOU ARE HER FATHER." shouting at top of my voice, I knee down before blowing multiple punches over his face.

Each punch was giving my satisfaction. This is what I wanted to do when he auctioned Mrs. Sforza ten years ago. I wished to kill him at that time, but I didn't had power at that time.

After landing my last punch on his face, I stood on my feet, aiming my gun between his eye.

Shoot.

Xavier finally took his last breath and my promise to Mrs. Sforza finally got fulfilled, but one promise was remaining yet.

My and Bella's marriage.

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    Isabella POVOutside the club I waited for my taxi to arrive. I could feel my heart racing each passing second. What if Dad got to know that I wasn't there at home the whole night?He will kill me.As the taxi arrived I hopped inside without wasting a second. I can't directly go to the mansion because the guards can catch me. Thinking about the guards, something clicked in my head.Niccolò.He is always by my side, but why wasn't he there last night? It was his job to protect me, yet he failed last night. I always had a soft corner for him in me, but thinking about our age gap, I never let the softness grow more.The taxi halted with a jerk, bringing me out from Niccolò's thoughts. Sighing deeply, I paid the price of the taxi before starting my walk towards the mansion. It was around 2km away from the place where the taxi dropped me.The pain in the body has been reduced, yet the headache was still there. I guess because of the drugs I consumed last night. Before leaving the club room

  • Wedded To The Devil   chapter 1

    Isabella Sforza POVThe pulsing music pounded against my eardrums as I swayed my hips to the beat. The club was packed with people. Some were making out or having sex in dark corners while others drank until they passed out.My friend Amara wrapped her arms around my neck before sipping her shots."Happy birthday, darling!" she yelled while reaching for another drink.We were both completely drunk. Suddenly, I needed to use the restroom. Leaving my birthday party behind, I stumbled off to find it.My head felt incredibly heavy, and my body temperature was rising as waves of heat washed over me.I must have drunk something strange.My eyes landed on a man pleasuring a woman in one of the corners. Watching them, I suddenly felt aroused and needy.Clenching my thighs, I entered an unknown room, desperate to relieve the tension.My vision was blurry as I collapsed onto the bed with a thud. I felt something beneath my fingers. Clutching it in my hands, I tried to make out what it was.A vi

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