*Domenico Perez's POV*We had searched the whole village, searched every corner, every building and yet we couldn't find her. Angelina and Martins had watched us leave the inn, and the stare they gave us while we were leaving made it seem as if they knew were she was."They would know" Andrie said and I looked at him.We were currently parked at the back of the inn. "What?" I ask him. "The father and daughter would know where she is" Andrei says and I know that. "Would they be able to speak though? Tell us where they kept her? Do we have to torture them to get them to tell us? Andrei, each passing second that Bella stays with Andrew has my mind racing on what he is doing to her and all he can do to her. He would break her to the point of no repair. And I don't want that to happen." I say breaking down and he just listens, he doesn't have to say anything or do anything. He just listened.We has searched everywhere we could think of and I was getting frustrated and really angry. Wher

*Isabella Russo's POV*My entire body went rigid with fear when I saw the bomb tied around my waist. It was ticking fast and had two minutes left before it went off."I don't want to die Nico." I cried holding him tightly. The bomb started to count after nico had shot his father dead. That is to say that he was the trigger."Don't worry, I will not let anything happen to you," Nico comforted as he looked at the bomb thinking of how to diffuse it."I'm so sorry, this is all my fault. If I had grown stronger or listened back then, none of this would have happened. I'm so pathetic for causing you all this trouble. Maybe if I hadn't left your office then I wouldn't have been taken." I muttered forgetting the pain I felt on my cheeks. "Don't say that, I'm the one who should have protected you. I let my guard down after I had promised to never let anything hurt you. You don't know how worried I was when I couldn't find you. And seeing you brusied and bloodied, makes me want to beat myself.

Isabella Russo's POVThe funeral took place at the Perez's burial ground. As usual, everyone wore black and stood in line waiting for me to place the last flower on his coffin and say my final wordsNot that I was ready to say my final words to him, I wasn't ready to let him go.I was not allowed to cry because it would be a sign of a bad omen. In the mafia, Don's were to be respected till the very end. Crying would only mean that he was weak and didn't live a good life. I held my tears back and stood in front of Nico's coffin. Inside, his face was covered I couldn't even see his face for the last time. This was the part where I hated the mafia tradition. I couldn't see his face as I said my goodbye. And Andrei safi wasn't even allowed to say my farewell here to me. The mafia rules are against such. I really felt pathetic doing this, my tears were pending and the mourning crowd was waiting for my words."You have to speak Bella, the time is ticking," Andrei stepped to my side prompti

*Isabella Russo's POV*Prom day went by fast, which I obviously missed and finally it was graduation day, the day everyone has been waiting for to come. Everyone except me of course, I just wanted to be over and done with all these. I sat on my own waiting for Andrea to arrive. She was the only one I could lean on today.I was wearing my graduation gown over a plain shirt and baggy jeans.Andrea talked about it all she could, but I didn't care that it was "D graduation", I want it done.l s I could start a new beginning.I didn't bother telling Andrei it was today because he would be busy and things like this didn't interest him, I don't want to bother him. But it didn't matter along as I was finally leaving this place. "Why are you looking so lost? You should be happy that finally we are leaving this school" Andrea said, sitting beside me and snapping me out of my daze. She held m e tightly, gluing her sweaty body to mine and I wondered what she did to be that sweaty."You do know tha

*Warning. This chapter contains a little bit of smut.**Isabella Russo's POV*I was walking down to class when someone yelled my name from behind."Hey Bella! Wait." Pretending like I didn't hear the person, I increased my pace, hoping to avoid whoever didn't want to leave me alone."Bella. Stop" He placed his hands on my shoulder and unfortunately I couldn't fake being deaf or unable to feel his hands on me so I stopped and turned."Hey Charlie. What's up" I say with fake euthusiasm. Charlie is one of my classmates, who apparently likes me since first year. But I've been avoiding him my whole time since then because why not?Everyone expected us to date because apparently the 'queen' and 'king' has to be together. But no thanks. Don't even know why they tagged me as that."What do you want Charlie?" I ask again when I notice he has been staring at me without saying anything. My cheek hurting because of the fake smile I had on for too long. He shakes his head snapping out of whatever