I slowly walk to my aunt cautious of the men with guns. She holds me. "It is okay dear, don't worry"
But I am very worried right now."Who is he?" I ask not taking my eyes off him. He's staring at me too, so we maintain eye contact. I ignore my heart beating so fast.Not now you. Don't fall for a stalker. He's hot. But a stalker."I'm here for what's mine" He answers my question, eyes still on me."What's yours?"I ask because I am confused"No one here belongs to you... Not my daughter. Not my neice" Aunt Sofia spat."Bold of you to assume I want your daughter. What would I possibly want with that spoilt brat?" He raises a brow directing his question at Aunt. I stifle a laugh, covering it with a cough. Alessia glares at me. Not the right time to laugh."You don't seem to be aware of this. But my Bella.. ""She's not yours" Aunt Sofia cut him off, but he ignores her."My Bella was used as collateral for the death of one of our people when she was eight "What?"I don't believe you" Aunt Sofia whispers"I don't care about what you believe" he shrugs"One of Don Luciano's men killed my brother, to prevent war between the two Mafia, it was a life for a life " He continues keeping his eyes on meWait, Mafia?"What Mafia? What is he talking about? What mafia????" somebody please answer me!No one answered me. Well, no one from my family answered me. He did."Your Mafia. The Russo Mafia. The Mafia you inherited from your father, I'm guessing Sofia here didn't tell you" I turned to Aunt Sofia"I was only trying to protect you" She whispers"Of course, you were" he drops a file on the table"Contract papers. "I rushed to pick up the file, reading it.It said'Isabella Russo and all she owns would belong to the Perez from the moment she turns 18'That was all it said. Or all I chose to read, I ignored a particular phrase there.My parent's signatures were beneath."So they sold me?" I whisper.Why would they sell their daughter off?I am confused right now."They didn't sell you, they just exchanged your life for the life of hundreds" Stalker corrects.I can bet Alessia is happy right now."Oh and Sofia. By all she owns. It includes the Russo Mafia and the billions in her name"It was like he dropped a bombshell. No one said anything. Uncle, Aunt even Alessia was speechless. Until she broke the silence"No, why do I have to suffer for a contract her dumb parents signed" Alessia screechedA gunshot rang and there was a bullet hole in the wall behind her.She stood still, clearly shaken."I won't have you disrespect two of the greatest people I know," Stalkers said, his voice cold.I don't even know where the gunshot came from.But hold up. Hold up"What Mafia? What billions in my name?""Oh, Sofia you have a lot to explain. But I don't have all the time in the world, Get her" Stalker stands up walking towards the doorGet who? Before I can think someone lifts me slinging me over his shoulders so my butt is in the air."Let me go" I scream pounding his back with my fist."Isa!!" Uncle yells. He rushes towards me but he's stopped by two people. I notice Aunt Sofia didn't move to save me. She just stood there watching with a blank expression. She turns away, walking up the staircase.But why? Why isn't she trying to stop them?I am carried out of the house, they throw me into the back seat hitting my head against the car seat."It won't kill you to be more careful" I sit up, straightening my clothes.Stalker sits beside me, not even sparing me a glance. He closes his eyes as we drive away"I'm tired of calling you stalker in my head. What's your name?" I blink my eyes at him. Silence.He didn't even move a muscle.I poke his cheek continuously."For someone that just found out she got sold as a child, you seem okay" he says without opening his eyes."Oh, I'm freaking out. But I'm still in the denial stage. So it is okay" I shrug.He opens his eyes and looks at me. Before closing them again."You didn't read a clause" he says after a few minutes of silence"What?""Isabella Russo and all she owns would belong to the Perez from the moment she turns eighteen, either as a wife or as a slave"My heartbeat increases. I ignored that part."I thought it was just a glitch or something" I breathed."Either you get married to me. Or be a slave for the Russos. And trust me when I say you don't want that"How do I trust someone that has been stalking me for years? How do I trust someone that just stole me away from my family?"Why should I trust you?" I ask curiously."You shouldn't. I can kill you right now if I want, I can make your life hell" his words makes me shudder."I'd leave you to decide. All you have to do is agree. You have thirty minutes" He goes silent after that.The car comes to a stop. The door is opened and I'm roughly pulled out by one of the men."Stop pulling me that way" Struggling against the tight grip on my arm, I try to free myself. I bite down on the hand holding me.Hissing in pain, the man raises his hand striking me across the face. My face turns to the side, eyes on the floor. I look up to see my stalker checking his watch."stupid" the man holding me cusses.I blink back the tears threatening to fall.Don't be weak. One of the men grab my arm once again, roughly pulling me up the staircase into the big mansionOnce we get in he pushes me forward and I fall to the ground, bruising my knees. I look up to meet a pair of leather shoes.So novel typical.I look up to meet a pair of grey eyes. Looks exactly like Stalkers."Isabella Russo, how lovely to meet you" I can sense the sarcasm in his words. I can also feel the killer vibes radiating off this man. Too many people, I'd just call him villain."Uh… who are you?" Dumb dumb dumb. Not the right question to ask the villain.Stalker starts laughing but covers it with a cough.At least someone found it funny.I see the rage in villain's eyes. But he smiles instead."I was one of your father's closest friends"Warning bells rang in my head. Villain seems evil.Daddy never kept any evil friends. Plus he is old. But then again I don't think I knew him well enough."You see, your father's close man killed my son. And according to the rules, an important life for another. And I wanted you"Sicko.Villain bends holding my jaw with his hands."Now you belong to us. I'd let my men take good care of you" his eye glints evilly.The guy from earlier steps forward looking at me with lust.I'm about to make what could be the worst decision of my life.I close my eyes saying the words that will change my life."I agree"A gunshot is heard and he falls to the floor deadStalker puts his gun back into his holster walking to me."No one should think of touching her again. She belongs to me now"My heart races when he grabs my waist pulling me to him.He looks at me."I'm Domenico. And you're mine""Nico" I whisper. His eyes widen, before going back to its blankness. Happened so fast that I doubt it even happened "What are you doing?" The old man who I am guessing to be his father yells. "What the contract says" he shrugs not caring in the slightest."You!" His father says, His face red with anger. Oh, Daddy seems angry. "Don't forget I am the capo now. Know your place" I sense the threat in Nico's words. That means the mafia is his? Like really his?.He hands some papers to me. Marriage certificates. "Sign" He pushes a pen into my fingers, letting me go. Do I have to? Can I escape? I look at his father who is currently glaring at us and that answers my question. I have no escape.With shaky hands I sign it, his words ringing in my ears. You are mine "Isabella Perez now belongs to me. I expect you to show her respect as you would to me. That includes you father" Nick warns them all.His father grits his teeth, banging his walking stick against the floor. "You take th
Taking a shower, I dress up. I peep out of my room. No one. Tiptoeing out, I quietly go down the way I came back. The smell of waffles hits me and my stomach grumbles. I'm hungry. I follow the smell getting to the kitchen. I see someone sitting on the kitchen island and I pause. Maybe if I slowly walk back I'd go back unnoticed I back away slowly almost getting away, then he looks up. His face scrunches in confusion before realization settles in. He smiles at me beckoning me to come closer. Damn. He's good-looking. "Come" he says. What's it with these people and one word? I shake my head taking a step back. "Are you hungry?" He askI shake my head one more time. My stomach grumbles loudly. Betrayer. He laughs. I like that sound. "Here" I look at the plate of waffles he's giving me "Just take it. I don't bite" I quietly walk to him taking the plate off his hands. Might be poisoned. I stare at the plate suspiciously "It's not poisoned" "Thank you" I say quietly. I tur
"Mind explaining what is happening here?" He is standing at the doorway, glaring at us with cold eyes. More like glaring at them. The temperature in the room drops by a few degrees due to his icy stare.When no one said anything, I tried to explain"You see.." I start but he cut me short before i said much."I wasn't talking to you. You both. Explain" He ordered them."Little Madam wanted to play games" Matteo answers, head low.Little madam? They called me by my name few moments ago. Why so formal now?"Is there a reason why you're acting so casual with her?" He asks again. Ohh he's jealous. I try to explain to him once more"You see…" he shoots me a look that shuts me up. I shiver cause of how cold his eyes were. Scary."I asked a question" "No boss" Matteo and Antonio answers."Leave" He orders and they both scurry out fast.No, don't leave me. Maybe if I run with them…I was about following them but he's eyes pinned me to the spot."Where. Are you going?" He asks me the temperatu
Matteo standing behind me is trying not to laugh out loud. Everyone staring at us at the door makes me feel awkward. I really don't like people staring at me this wag "Your seat is beside Boss" Matteo whispers and I search for Nico. I see him at one end of the table and his dad at the other end.I see that man from the kitchen, who I kindly named waffle boy, sitting by Nico's right and a red head sitting by his left side and I'm certain that's my place. With my chin up, I gracefully walk, well as graceful as one wearing a Donald duck tee shirt and matching shorts with no slippers on could. I ignore the judgemental stares and whispers keeping my head up. Everyone wore fancy dinner clothes, to them I don't fit in the circle. Andrea would be so proud of me for not running off. I walk till I get to Nico stopping next to the redhead, I glance at Nico and he has his eyes fixed on me already, like he is waiting for what I'd do. Waiting to see my reaction. He had the nerves to let some ot
I turn around restlessly on my bed, thinking about what Nico said last night.'I will never belong to you'.For some reasons his words are still stuck in my head and I am unable to get rid of them. And for some other weird reasons his words really hurt me and I think back to our conversation last night Flashback"Why?" I ask, trying to hide the hurt in my voice.Why did he say that? To hurt me?"Simply because. You and I belong to two different worlds. You are desperately clinging to those fairy tale delusions of a happy ending. There is no such thing as a happy ending. Especially not with me."End of flashback.I am confused on what to do and I scream into my pillow in frustration. Blowing a stray piece of hair off my face, I decide to call Andrea. She picks on the third ring."Look who decided to call" She says sarcastically. She would probably give me an attitude, and I know I deserve it. Because what kind of girl goes M.I.A on her best friend?But I can't really explain it all fo
I sit back down, glaring at my plates like that would help solve anything. Nico gets up and leaves, telling redhead to 'make sure I eat'. I force myself to take a few bites from my toast, playing around with the oatmeal in my bowl.Waffleboy sits across me, flashing me a smile.He had this bed hair that I'm certain he did on purpose because it looked good on him. He was wearing a black suit with a white shirt, the first three buttons were left open revealing the cross chain on his neck. "Hey kitten" I glance up at him before going back to playing with my food.From the corner of my eye I see redhead pushing her chest out and giving him a sultry look trying to get his attention but he doesn't pay attention to her. He's looking at me, staring at me. I don't like people staring, makes me feel awkward. I keep my eyes on my plate avoiding his dark gaze.He takes a cherry from the bowl throwing it into my bowl. This little....Taking a deep breath, i control the urge to stab him. There's
Why? Why does it have to be me? Why not someone else? Why me??We both stared at each other, the silence so loud you could hear a pin drop, my heart beating fast was heard. Or was that his?How can something so pretty be so cruel? "Why?" I ask blinking back the tears about to fallWhy is he treating me this way? What did I do?"What was my fault in all these?"I ask again. I want an answer."You existed" he pushed away from me. Not sparing me another glance he walked out of the room banging the door shut.That's it? He treats me this way because I'm alive?I slide down the wall sitting on the floor, the tears drooping freely.I tried to forget the accident. I tried to move on and be happy. I tried to think I was going to be okay. But right now, I wish I died too along with them.Someone knocked at my door before it opened. Did Nico come to say something? Can't be Nico he won't knock.Andrei walked Into the room, holding a plate of waffles. I hastily clean my eyes with my hand."Kitten?
The entire car ride was quiet. None of us saying anything. I reach for the radio the same moment he did and our fingers brushes. "Sorry" I mumble, retracting my hand. My cheek heats up and I turn away before he can see it What is wrong with me?? Why am I acting like a child?"You okay?" He asks and I nod.He puts the music on and some random song starts playing.'I know I'm not yours and I belong to anotherAnd it doesn't help that we want each otherBut baby I'm begging just for tonightDon't let me go baby, hold me tight'Okay. Okay. Okay.This is weird. Am I the only one that thinks so?Or am I reading too much into it?I steal a glance at him and he's eyes are on the road. I take this opportunity to study him.He has thick, dark hair with few strand standing due to the amount of times he ran his hands through it. His eyebrows are bushy, and his eyes are dark and intense. He is muscular with broad shoulders. His body is obviously covered in tattoos, but I only see the ones on his