All Chapters of Becoming Mrs Deluca : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

ISABELLA POV“Raffaelle” I call out surprised, “what are you doing here? “I was around the neighborhood and spotted those outside” he points outside to the 10 large bodyguards patrolling the streets and doors, Dominic assigned to me, “And I thought there's only no-one that moves with that much security in this city and decided to drop by and see you”I send him a sweet smile, “Dominic is just super paranoid” I turn to Bianca “You know Rafaelle, Dominic's best friend” I introduce again“I know, I saw him at the wedding and in Bali remember,” she sends him a sultry smile and he turns his attention to her raising her hands to meet his in a handshake.He places a kiss on the back of her hand their eyes locking, it almost feels like I'm interrupting some private moment.Her phone rings at that moment cutting them off, she turns to the phone a frown taking over her features, “it's my manager, I have a shoot in Paris tonight and I need to be on my flight” she pours turning to me.I nod, Ra

ISABELLA POV“Is that jealousy in your voice I hear?” I raise a brow at him turning down at him as he finally removes my shoe.He pauses, turning to look up at me, “Do you think a man like me gets jealous? I'm the one married to you,” he stands up helping me up as our bodies mesh together, his fingers grab my waist pulling me forward as our breaths mesh with each other.“I’m the one who is going to fuck you and give you orgasm for the rest of your life, so tell me why would I be jealous of a man that can barely hold your hand? My best friend?” he raises a brow at me, his voice coming out in slow and deep whisper.“Dominic,” I say out loud, nervously and wanting, I want him to kiss me again, to roam his hands around my body.“Your parents will be in our House soon, we have to go” he lets go of me grabbing my arm and leading me outside.It would look like the president of a country was at the skating ring with the amount of cars and guards around the area.……..“So Matteo, I hear you ar

ISABELLA POVI wake up the next morning with a cough and my nose clogged up, I guess from spending the night at the mountain.I pull my eyes open expecting to see Dominic, we had come back very late last night and tired, I immediately went to bed so we had no opportunity to”“Mam” I hear a knock on the door“Come in” I call out coughing slightly.“Good morning Mam, Mr Deluca is at breakfast, will you be having breakfast here or downstairs?” a maid appears.“Downstairs thank you, and can you ask Madam Thelma to set up a doctor's appointment with the family doctor for later today by let's say noon” I tell her getting out of bed, best to go to the doctor now rather than get sicker later.She nods leaving the room.I quickly get ready, and subconsciously I pick out a short flare yellow dress, it has always been my color and I had a liking for it, but since I got married to Dominic, red has taken up a portion of my closet.I walk through the dining doors and my eyes rise to meet Dominic’s

DOMINIC POVHer eyes open in shock at the present, “Dominic” Her eyes rise to meet mine nervously and then down back at the neckpiece with a lion pendant.Because she was going to work for me as well as with her father and I used devious means to make it happen, I realized I had made a mistake, I had hurt her, but I also wanted her to work with me, so after our talk, I went to Paris to have this custom made for her.“You are right Isabella, even if you marry me, even if you're Mrs Deluca, you will always remain a Mariano,” I say softly unclipping the neckpiece and she immediately turns around.“Even if you work for me,” I clip it in turning her around and her eyes meet with mine, sweet and perfect, my heart pumps in my chest slightly, my fingers brush her hair to the side and at this moment realize I might have fallen in love with my debt wife, after promising myself I would never fall for any woman again, here I am, sunken.“You will always be your father's daughter, his chief financ

ISABELLA POV “Bella you have to tell me what’s wrong” he enters the room after me, his voice soft and wanting. I stay quiet pulling my hair into a bun. “I don’t like it when you do this Isabella, it’s immature and we will never move anywhere if you keep on doing this” he follows after me his fingers gripping my arm and turning me around. “Where did you go to before lunch?” I raise a brow at him my voice hard and low “I told you I was with Rafaelle” He lied to me plainly, with no remorse My eyes harden under his watch, they narrow and I turn away, “wrong answer Dominic” I say pulling off my jewelry and walking into the closet. “What do you mean by the wrong answer?” He frowns deeply following me inside. “Stop following me Dominic, you are only getting me angrier” I turn away from him grabbing a few clothes to spend the weekend with Bianca, there is no way I can stay in the space with him, especially with the lies piling up. “Isabella” he grips my arm pulling me closer with h