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Once Marco has left after an hour or so Isabellas stomach started growling in hunger. Now she was less sad and more mad.
So she decided to make a task list in her head
1. Take a revenge on the monster McCoy and trouble him so much that either lets her go or kills her.
2. Talk to monster McCoy to ask someone get her stuff from her hostel because she desperately need a new pair of clothes.
3. Get the fudging food because she was starving.
In her head the third one sounded the most urgent. So she walked out towards the kitchen where again she found Lindsay pissed of this time but still cooking.
"Someone seems in a bad mood" Isabella commented.
"Don't ask" Lindsay replied annoyed chopping of the carrots with even more force that it scared Isabella that she was either going to end up with four fingers or the chopping board what was going to be cut into half.
And not wanting to be the object below her knife Isabella turned around to
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"I am leaving""What do you mean by you are leaving? Didn't you say that Mr McCoy doesn't like food made by anyone else except for you?" Isabella asked."Oh God no! Me and Marco are childhood friends. I am not his chef. I thought you were one of his one night stands or maybe something like that so I just wanted to get on your nerves" Lindsay chuckled."I am confused" Isabella declared."I don't stay here, I live in Italy where Marco lived as a child. I was in a pretty bad place before his father rescued me and welcomed me in the family after while they shifted here to America but I still prefer to live in Italy" she explained."So you are leaving for Italy today?" Isabella asked."Tomorrow morning actually" Lindsay corrected."so when are you going to come back" Isabella asked dishearted."I usually come back in six months or sometimes a year to visit the family" Lindsay explained."I know this will sound weird since I h
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"You Are a terrible actor" He suddenly spoke and Isabella couldn't breathe anymore.She still pretended to be asleep hoping that he would leave. From what experience that she had, She wasn't a terrific actor but she wasn't bad either. There were so many instances when these acting skills of course had gotten her out of the trouble she dragged her ass into. So it was shocking for her how he could figure out that she was acting to be asleep.But then again this was Marco McCoy they were talking about, The guy was freaking weird and a mafia leader which meant that nothing about him was predictable."Do I need to give you an Oscar regarding your terrible acting For you to wake up or you can wake up yourself" He asked this time amusement shining in his voice.Isabella gave out a groaning voice before she got up. This was weird. Even if she was sitting on the bed he was way too taller than her. She could use that an excuse to not look at his face but when he cl
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But when she finally reached into the hallway. The fear that she felt made her throw the glass of water into the air and scream in the loudest possible voice."Ahhhhhh"She started moving backwards a little when all the water came crashing down right on her head."What the hell" he growled And for the first time in her life she was glad to see her kidnapper."Marco" she breathed in And before she knew it, she was hugging him.She could feel him freeze for a moment before he wrapped his warm arms around her and even though by now the warning bells had started ringing in her ears reminding her who is she was hugging she didn't wanted to get out of the warm embrace.Suddenly his palm Started rubbing her back as he mumbled in her ears."Breath darling!" His voice thick with accent.And that's what made her gasp in reality and leave his embrace in one go.Marco's face looked a little annoyed but she couldn't be sure due to th
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"Because it's my decision to make....."Marco didn't knew what to say so he said what first came into his mind."Because it's me who will decide if you live or die, If you breathe the forth coming years or Or lie in the grave at this very moment. It does not matter what you think or what you want because it is me who will decide so if I want you to be alive it means that you will be alive irrespective of how much you want to die.You are my little toy and I will decide to scrap you in the bin or take you to bed with me" Marco concluded.His words were still ringing inside her ears even after two hours of that incident. Sleep was far away from her and and there was something very different about how he got mad when she talked about dying. Almost as if he couldn't bring himself upon to even think of the possibility of her dying but then also remained of the fact that he had himself concluded that her life was in his hand like she was some toy belonging to h
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"Looking for something" Came Marco's voice that made her freeze at her place.His hand came on the either side of the counter caging her between himself and the counter and she could feel the heat from his close proximity.It felt like his perfume was wrapping around her like a cocoon wraps around a caterpillar.This essence of his smile was dangerous for her sanity and she found herself blushing remember what happened yesterday.Get hold of yourself Bella. Her mind scolded."Do you mind backing away a little?" She asked her back still towards him while leaning more into the counter."Yes actually I do" Came his husky voice and she could feel his breath on her neck which meant that he was surely bending towards her because he was pretty much more taller than her."Get away! you are into my personal bubble" She groaned unable to breathe anymore and things straight when he was so close to her."Your personal bubble" his voice cam
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"hell" he cursed loudly before storming towards the fridge.Isabella was now sure that this man surely suffered from bipolar disorder. A moment ago he was looking at her like he was just going to kiss her like the previous night and indeed she wanted him to and then another moment he cursed and moved away from her like she was some sort of disease that was going to cause him death.Isabella was now afraid of all these things that she felt because her emotions were no longer in our control and unwillingly she was falling for her kidnapper, which was not a good side-effect either. She desperately needed to stay away from this man before she loses her sanity. If she ever gets out of this place the first thing that she's going to do is get a psychiatrist and tell him that she is suffering from Stockholm syndrome."I was just looking for the ingredients for the pancake to make some breakfast" She commented when she realised that she could finally breathe and her brai
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Isabella and Marco finished their breakfast in peace and for once she thought that she could get used to this and so was the thoughts running inside Marco's head.When Marco was done with his breakfast which was pretty fast as Isabella was still just halfway through hers he picked up his plate and dropped them into the sink and quietly walked out of the kitchen like she was not even present there and somewhere or the other it did hurt Isabella.She tried to consoled herself by telling herself that she was just annoyed because she was now kidnapped and she had nothing to do anymore and this person her kidnapper was not telling her anything.By the time Isabella completely finished her breakfast. Marco was now passing through the hallway dressed in a navy blue coloured suit talking on his phone making his way out of the penthouse towards the lift."Hey!" She shouted, That made Marco halt in his steps as he excused himself from his phone and turned to look a
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The first thing she did was started searching Marco's room.Leverage is a good thing when you're trying to manipulate someone. anything that could get her out of here, some information or an extra phone or anything.It came as a shock to her when she realised that Marco's room wasn't Locked. But then she realised what lindsay had told her, Nobody was ever allowed in this part of the house which is why she was so shocked that Isabella was appointed here which meant that if nobody was coming here, there was no need to lock the place.Marco's room was just the way she last remember it the walls were painted grey with a double size bed in the centre and the sofa in the corner with the table. The room was speak and span without a bit of dust and there was absolutely nothing on table which meant it left only two places for searching, the bedside drawer and Wardrobe.She tried to open the wardrobe but it was locked. She pulled out a pin out of her hair like the
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