"Her name is Isabella Millers. She lives in the poor neighborhood of Brownsville and works at a cafe called Green not far from where she lives. Isabella is an orphan. She has a friend named Darrel Jones who works at a workshop and a close colleague named Ashley Moore." Pablo explained in detail about the girl Marco desired. He revealed Bella's activity photos on the table.
Marco sat in his oversized chair, pulling the corner of his lips. He carefully looked at Bella's photos. She was a young girl who was natural but alluring. Completely different from the glamorous New York women who often approached him. When the girl suddenly appeared and crashed into his car, Marco couldn't help but notice her. Her simple appearance, sweet face, her straightforward way of speaking, and everything about Isabella caught his attention. If Marco was interested in something, he had to have it.
"Give her a number of gifts," he commanded his driver, who was also his henchman.
"Under the name of Mr. Vilante?" Pablo asked to confirm, and Marco nodded. "What kind of gifts do you want to give her?"
"Just buy things that are generally liked by women. Make sure the quality is the best."
"Make sure the girl accepts them," Marco continued. Pablo immediately carried out his boss' order, although it made him think hard to find things that women liked. He had never been in a serious relationship with any woman and did not understand the intricacies of a woman.
In the afternoon at Green cafe, Bella was getting ready to go home and her shift would be replaced by another colleague for the night shift. While changing out of her work clothes into her own, her colleague and close friend at the cafe - Ashley - approached her hastily.
"Bella, someone is looking for you."
"Who?"
"I don't know. A man in a black suit. Quite handsome." Bella frowned. A good-looking man in a black suit. Who could it be? She felt like she had never known any man other than Darrell. Curious, Bella grabbed her shoulder bag and walked out of the dressing room. She had already said goodbye to the cafe manager.
Bella searched for the man in the black suit in the cafe but couldn't find him. It turned out the man was standing outside the cafe. "Oh, it's you?" Bella approached Pablo, who was standing with his back to her, facing the street.
"Can you come with me for a moment?" Pablo asked without greeting Bella first. His face was cold, just like his boss yesterday, Bella thought.
"Wait, where are we going?" Bella looked at Pablo suspiciously. This person was quite suspicious. He came and immediately invited her to go with him.
"To that place." Pablo pointed to a luxurious black sedan that she had crashed into with her bike yesterday. The car was now pristine without any traces of her bike's impact. It was amazing.
"Wait, do you want me to get in the car with you?" Bella asked. However, Pablo didn't answer and just walked towards the parked sedan on the side of the road. Bella sighed in annoyance. Out of curiosity, Bella reluctantly followed Pablo's steps.
Pablo opened the back door of the car and took out several tote bags with famous fashion brands written on them, which made Bella's eyes widen. Pablo took three tote bags and handed them to her. He also handed her a greeting card.
"What is this?" Bella asked, confused. She read the greeting card and found a name that was unfamiliar to her. Marco Vilante. "Why are you giving me all these expensive things? And who is Marco Vilante?" she blurted out. Just imagine, she held tote bags containing the latest famous brand shoes, a red dress from the most desired brand by all women on earth, and a bag from a famous brand in Paris. Bella almost screamed with joy if she didn't want to appear foolish and unsophisticated. However, all of this was worth being suspicious of. Who is this Marco Vilante and why is he giving her all these dream items?
"Please accept all the gifts from Mr. Vilante." After saying that, Pablo opened the car door and prepared to get inside.
"Wait. You haven't answered my question. Who is Marco Vilante?"
"Accept the gifts and don't ask too many questions," Pablo snapped. Of course, Bella couldn't just accept all of this without any explanation. She wasn't a foolish girl. Despite being extremely happy with all the dream items, she needed to know who the gift giver was and what their intentions were. No one in the world would give expensive items to someone else without any ulterior motive. Maybe she was being bought by someone involved in human trafficking. Oh, it was so terrifying.
"No, no, I don't want to accept all of this without any explanation." Bella prevented Pablo from getting into the car.
"You're a very fussy girl, aren't you... Just accept all these gifts and don't ask too many questions."
"Hey, you annoying man!" Bella exclaimed in frustration. "I don't want to accept all of these things." She handed the tote bags back to Pablo.
"You have to accept them."
"I don't want to. First, tell me who Marco Vilante is! Is he your boss?" Bella was already suspicious that the man named Marco Vilante was the handsome man in black sunglasses who gave her three hundred dollars for her bike repair. However, she needed to make sure.
"I already told you not to ask too many questions!" Bella growled in annoyance. She opened the back door of the car and placed the tote bags in her hands on the seat. Even though most of her didn't want to refuse the dream items, her self-esteem was much higher.
"Don't act high and mighty, Miss." Pablo became angry seeing Bella's actions. He took the tote bags back and put them in her hands again. "Accept them, or you're doomed."
"What? Are you threatening me?" Bella was shocked to hear Pablo's words. Since when did giving something to someone have to be accompanied by such a threat? These people were really strange. This man and his boss did not seem like people with normal lives. They were probably some kind of mafia or something.
"Accept them or you're doomed," Pablo repeated his words. This time, he revealed something tucked in his waist by lifting his jacket. Bella's eyes widened. She couldn't believe what she saw. A gun rested at his waist. My goodness, her suspicion was correct. This man was dangerous, and it could be presumed that Marco Vilante was even more dangerous.
"So?" Pablo curled his lips. It seemed that showing the gun to the girl worked. Bella fell silent and seemed to be thinking about something.
"Fine, I will accept all these gifts. Tell Marco Vilante or whoever he is, that I say thank you."
"Hmm." Pablo curled his lips. He looked satisfied. The mission was successful. He entered the car and drove away, leaving Bella standing on the side of the road with tote bags in her hands.
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Bella was in her cramped room, staring at the dresses, shoes, and bags that she had laid out on her bed. These three items were indeed real, right in front of her eyes. Until now, she could only see them in the media or behind the display cases of their outlets in downtown Brooklyn. She decided to admire all the expensive items up close before she could think of the motives behind the man named Marco Vilante giving them to her for free.She tried on the red dress. It fit her perfectly, embracing her slim body. Bella twirled in front of the mirror with a broad smile on her face. Expensive items were truly different. They felt so comfortable on her body. The fabric was soft, and Bella felt incredibly elegant. Then she tried on the high-heeled black shoes and the cream-colored handbag. Like a model, Bella walked towards and away from the mirror, strutting as if she was on a catwalk.After enjoying the expensive gifts, Bella put the items back into their respective packaging. She was not
"If it's necessary to threaten you, I will do it," Pablo responded to Bella's statement. The girl hissed in annoyance. She was waiting for him to show her the gun. However, this time Bella was prepared not to be surprised. "Listen, Mr. I-Forgot-Your-Name, I don't want to receive any more gifts from your boss. I also don't want to have anything to do with you guys. So, please don't bother me." Bella quickly closed the door. Her heart was pounding fast. She was afraid that he would break in. But after waiting for a while, nothing happened. Bella breathed a sigh of relief.Damn it. Why did Bella feel scared just because she didn't want to accept gifts? She really didn't want to get involved with Marco Vilante or any other dangerous people, if they were indeed what she suspected. Her thoughts were interrupted by her phone ringing on the bed. Bella quickly checked the flat object and saw Darrel's name on the screen. "Yes?" she answered. "What? Darrel is in the hospital? He was attacked?
Bella stretched her aching muscles after a long day of serving customers who came and went without stopping at the cafe where she works. The cafe was quite busy that day because it was the weekend. Her intention was to visit Darrel in the hospital afterwards and get some information from her friend about the attack he had experienced. After saying goodbye to her colleagues and manager, Bella left the cafe with a cheerful face. However, just a few meters away, a familiar black sedan stopped right next to her. She could already guess who the driver of the sedan was. Bella immediately put on an unfriendly expression when she saw Pablo approaching her."What do you want now?" she asked sarcastically."Mr. Vilante invites you for dinner. Please come with me," he said."Dinner? Go with you? Are you trying to trick me? You must have planned to kidnap me and sell me on the black market, right?" Bella ranted."Can you stop being so annoying and make my job easier?" Pablo opened the back door
Bella was perfectly still in her place, the image that Marco had brought her literally paralyzed her. His lips seemed locked, unable to utter a word from there. No small talk, not long after Bella sat in a chair with her body stretched out. Some in white aprons as well as a chef's distinctive cap and cap enter the room carrying a load of delicious-looking dishes, the dishes that were previously arranged on the trolley and then one by one are transferred to the table. The table beside him sat their great master and his special guest, the cooks did their duty with silence. Dare not make a sound even in the slightest. When they finished moving all the meal, they simply lowered themselves before leaving the two still in their seats. "Please enjoy, miss miller!" Marco says, enjoying the meal that is available in front of him, in contrast with the very Bella who is squinting at his eyes. Looking intently at the dishes, as if making sure there was nothing suspicious about any of the dishe
"What the hell do you want?" the bells reflex hearing what Marco is saying can't be denied if he feels so angry at that arrogant man in front of him. And they never knew each other before, but how could that Marco guy do that to him? Contrary to Bella's intense emotion, Marco stood up at the door and shoved his hands into the pockets of the black casual pants he was wearing. His handsome face was too cold with sharp eyes on Bella, as well as one of the corners of her lips attracted to the smiling."Take care of him, don't let him leave until I say so!" "Remember, miss miller, one step out of my door. "Then a bullet will Pierce your friend's body!" continues Marco to Bella after he gave his instructions to his handmaiden, done again threatening Bella. Marco strode off to walk away from the room that Bella was in with his attendant, paying no attention to Bella's Shouting out for clarity. Asking for an explanation as to why Bella was kept in her quarters, and for her, Marco was only
"Oh, no! I have to go to work!" Bella exclaimed after coming out of the bathroom and then looking at the clock on the wall that says half past seven in the morning, half an hour later she would be late! Bella's gegas is running, heading to the wardrobe that's in the corner of her room. But her pace came to an abrupt end when she wasn't in her apartment, when it seemed to come back to the fact that she was still in Marco's house. "Miss miller, come with me. I've packed your clothes!" Alexa, Bella had to walk alexa into the closet. Bella's eyes suddenly leapt to the silhouette of a woman's clothing and styles, so she was convinced that the single item on the hanger would have cost a lot. Still busy with the sight so pleasing to the women when alarmed by the presence of alexa, she brought a dress of navy short sleeves that still looked new."Please miss, you can wear this. Madam don't worry because it's safe, all the clothes here are fresh. "Alexa blurted out the dress in her hand to
Pablo had lost his mind as he listened to the Bella cry, and in his heart he recognized his master's line of sight was so beautiful. Especially when she was appropriately dressed, low-maintenance makeup, anda moderate hairdo. He was also very fit, not too thin, but not too contained. Realizing that he had been too brazen to praise his master's woman, pablo immediately bowed his head. Afraid when the master finds out what he's doing. "Don't be so confident miss, even alexa is so much prettier than you!" pablo retorted while alexa now looked nervous, in contrast to the very decih Bella who heard pablo's excuses."If I wasn't, your arrogant boss would never have kept me in this place!" Bella retorted, hearing him pull his corner of her lips up and form a cynical smile. Her lips speak eloquently to Bella not speak ill of her master, or she will suffer the consequences alone. "Well, you better get going. Surely Lord is waiting for you, don't let her down!" leraj alexa, when he normaliz
Her stubbornness eventually led pablo to surrender, leaving the house that Bella was living in and returning to Lord vilante. Intending to report what Bella had said to him, Lord vilante's response was surely furious. She doesn't believe a little girl like Bella has the courage to defy her commands, but on one side she also feels fascinated by Isabella's character. Marco vilante feels he's not wrong to target Bella as his would-be girl, that girl is a woman of courage as well as firmness in her heart. Remind Marco vilante that if he isn't a kind man, then he thinks about realizing what Bella said about pablo."Give my little girl a lesson pablo, make her regret disobeying me. A regret that would stop him from ever resisting and replying to my orders!" Marco said with a cold look and a sharp look on his part. "Well, Sir, I'll do what you want me to do." said pablo, he sure as hell knows what to do to make Bella regret her stubborn decision. By his hand, pablo wanted to tear Bella t