Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Dark Obsession: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 16

"Come here." Antonio murmured, gesturing for her to sit on his thigh. Isabella's whole body screamed at her to refuse, but she remembered the rules. She didn't want to anger him. When she hesitated, he arched a brow at her. "I said come here, Isabella. Don't make me come get you."Sighing angrily, she got up and walked towards him. She paused, standing before him, unsure of what to do.Suddenly he grabbed her waist and pulled her onto his laps. His masculine smell hit her immediately. She breathed in, drawing in his scent. Why did he smell so delicious? She kept her gaze pinned on his adam apple, watching as it bobbed when he swallowed. She didn't like this, sitting so close to him. Yet her body betrayed her. Antonio on the other hand pulled her closer, keeping one arm around her. He crushed the cigarette on the silver ash tray beside him and turned to her. "Are you nervous?" He murmured softly. "No." She replied. She wasn't nervous. She was trying to stop herself from swooning

The moment Isabella stepped into the mall, Antonio's warning of punishing her faded, and she gawked in awe at the area where numerous luxurious clothes were sold. She moved around happily, with Mario and one of the shop representatives slowly following behind. This was something she never had a chance to do, growing up. Her aunty never took her out for shopping, and definitely not to an expensive shop. She had already finished choosing the clothes she wanted when she spotted Mario far away, talking into a cellphone. He had his back to her, and the shop representative was nowhere to be found. She stole a look at the door of the mall, a million thoughts going through her mind. She could use this opportunity to escape again. She would find a place to hide until night fell, then leave when it was morning. If she moved now, Mario wouldn't even notice her. She started to move towards the door when another thought occurred to her. If she did manage to escape, where would she go? Back to

Isabella found herself huddled beside the couch, peeking out from the corner. She was in an unfamiliar environment, a place she had never seen. She felt young, probably about four years old. There was a woman crouched beside her too, trembling with fear. Isabella raised her head and stared into obsidian eyes which looked identical to hers. "Don't be scared, Isa. Everything will be fine." The woman whispered, tears running down her face. Her mother?She looked away from her and peeked out of the corner of the couch. She saw a man on his knees, sweating profusely, pleading with his hands tied behind his back.Some of his words reached her ears... "Please Master Salvatore, spare my family. I will do whatever you ask. Just let my wife and daughter go..."The man was her father. When Isabella peeked further, she saw a group of men sitting in the living room. One was smoking, his legs crossed at the ankles. He was dressed immaculately, brown tuxedo and shiny shoes. A cigarette dangled