Rodrigo's POV
When I saw Marcello walking behind Isabella, a smile formed on my lips as I stared at her just thinking about what she said to me in the dressing room. With the manner Marcello walked very close to her, I had a feeling she attempted to run away and he caught her. He had a gun held very close to her but no one knew about that. With a smile plastered on her face, anyone would assume that she was happily walking down the aisle to meet her Prince Charming.
This wedding was every socialite's dream but Isabella was not one of those women, she wanted nothing more than to escape from this world that I was dragging her into. But I will never let her go, she was my woman and I want to spend the rest of this year with her by my side. The first time I discovered that Issac had a daughter, I never wanted to meet her till I saw her portrait in his living room, Right there I decided that she was going to be the collateral if Isaac found it impossible to meet up with the deal that he signed.
When Isaac met me, I knew he would turn out to be just like the others who I loaned money to buy we're unable to pay back. The only thing was that I found no interest in them as I did with Isaac. It must be because of Isabella, otherwise I would have had Marcello take care of it by his daughter working in my clubs or being used as a slave by my men. I needed a lot of women around to pleasure them and Marcello has been doing a good job until recently when Jennifer was hired. Now I couldn't tell what exactly he was doing to those women, he seems to be lenient and that's not how we operate. There was no room for love, it made one weak and the Mafia of Valentino Family are not weak.
As the word love crossed my mind, my gaze fell on Isabella, She locked eyes with me and I smirked, she was beautiful. Maybe more beautiful than anyone but that was all she was ever going to be. I had no interest in falling for her considering what that word did to me. I dropped my gaze on her and locked eyes with my grandmother, Alicia, She must be proud of me for taking this step and would want for Isabella and I to come over for dinner after our honeymoon. If it wasn't for Alicia, I wouldn't be planning a trip with Issabella across the city as if we were hopelessly in love with each other. I know for a certainty that she wants nothing to do with me and doesn't want to be here more than anyone else.
"Your overpriced smile is starting to be noticeable" I whispered to her ear as she closed in on me
"You should be grateful that I gave you my best considering the stunt you pulled"
"My bad" I know she was insnuating about the fact that Marcello shot a gun very close to her while one of my men was holding her father Isaac on gun point. There was no way she was getting away from me, I already knew about her plan before she even voiced it out.
"You had a gun to his head"
"You are lucky is not loaded otherwise I would have blown his brains out, We had a deal" I whispered into her ear while keeping up with the act, a perfect smile cast on my face as my eyes locks together with some of my guests. Everyone was gathered to watch the most dangerous Mafia getting married, they must assume it was a perfect marriage and Isabella was the perfect bride who captured my heart. The truth is no one can capture my heart, no one anyone after her. No one has done it in many years and Isabella was not going to be different. She was just a girl, pretty, yes. That's all she ever going to be.
"I never had any deal with you, I was threatened into staying here"
"Which would you want? Would you rather work as a whore, I won't mind watching those men screw your brains out" I stated as I gently held her jaw.
"Let's just get married" She withdrew her face away from me and looked forward.
"That's it, be a good kitten and we won't have a problem, Who knows, I might even grant a wish for you"
"I want nothing from you"
Anger seeped through me as the words left her mouth and so I was forced to grab her arm tightly which thankfully goes unnoticed by my guest.
"I wasn't asking you what you wanted"
She winced but didn't bother to fight me so I tightened my grip around her arm aware that I was going to leave a scar on her arm but I didn't care at that moment. I was notorious for being ruthless but this woman brought out the worst in me so I couldn't just be nice to her, I was either cruel or harsh to her.
"I'm sorry" She whispered. A spur of wet heat was already forming in her eyes pushing me to quickly loosen my grip around her. I wouldn't want our wedding to into an emotional banquet where her emotions streamed like a river.
"Let's just get this over and done with"
Isabella didn't bother to say another word to me nor glance my way throughout the wedding, her face was stoic as her eyes held no life when she looked at me yet when she stared at our Guest and my family, the overpriced smile glues to her face. She was good at acting and I couldn't be proud of her as we sailed off to our honeymoon but there was nothing honey about this little vacation we were about to have as Isabella had chosen to remain silent and hadn't bothered to say a word.
"This is going to be our bedroom for tonight" I stated as we stepped into our room. My Grandmother, Alicia was the one who made the arrangements and decorated the room with candles and flowers that made me remember her.
"Our room?" She blinked as she took off her heels. "There is no our room, I married you isn't it? Now watch as I make sure that you regret every decision you made tonight" she stated attempting to walk away when I pulled out the gun and fired it at the door which left her in utter shock as she stared at me, trembling.
Isabella's POVMy heartbeat pulsates as anxiety dwelled in my heart, Never did I assume that he would do such a thing. But who was I kidding? This was not Maxwell who was standing here or one of those noblemen, I was standing with the deadliest Mafia leader who was capable of anything. "What did you just say?""I have no interest in sleeping in the same room with you Don" As the latter left my mouth, his eyes darkened as he pointed his gun at me once again which made my heart jump. "What are you doing? That's a gun Rodrigo"He smirked lowering his gun down. "It's good you know when to correct yourself, Isabella, Now we are married and you will have to obey every one of my orders"The tears that I was fighting so hard not to fall on my cheeks poured down as I couldn't take it anymore. That was the ugly reality that has engulfed my soul and there was nothing I could do to fight this nightmare. More than anything, I tried to fight this nightmare, to get away from Rodrigo and run into Ma
Isabella's POV"What do you think you are doing?" The man asked staring at me. The look in his eyes was so frightening that I wished I hadn't walked towards that telephone."I…I…" I was lost for words to say. Then again, this was my honeymoon, at least that what's they said which means that I had a right to be there, he was the one who did not have any right to be here especially since I know nothing about him. As if sensing that a lot of things were running through my mind, he pokes his index finger on my forehead pulling me back to reality."Who are you trying to call?""How good is your eyes?" I asked almost immediately which made him scoff glaring at me. Staring at him, I sensed that he was nothing like the other men who worked for Rodrigo, at least he was nothing like Marcello. The man was annoying as ever and I was glad he was not on this trip with us. He had something to take care of so he had to stay back, without having to ask Rodrigo knew it had to do with something illegal
Rodrigo's POVWhen I returned to the room, I wasn't surprised that Isabella was not in the room where I left her. Glancing around the corner and checking the bathroom she was gone. My Adrenaline rushed up as I realized that Juan Carlos lied to me as well. Just as I suspected he was talking with Isabella and probably covering for her, I felt like a fool but wasn't fazed by Carlos's thoughtless act, he was a brazen fellow with a weak heart which is why he gets disappointed and dumped by women a lot.Talking about my mobile phone, I was about to call Juan Carlos when Isabella entered the bedroom."And where have you been?""I went to the bathroom," She said without blinking an eye. This woman was getting on my nerves, if she wasn't pretty I would have cut her open the day that she defiled me. "What bathroom?" I stared at the bathroom in our bedroom dropping my gaze on the wooden door before gawking at her as I took a step closer to her."The other one""What happened to this one?""It w
Issabella's POVRodrigo sat on his favorite seat watching me as I held onto the poll, tears clouded my eyes. I have never been humiliated in my entire life, It wasn't about the fact that he dragged me to his club after I slapped him but he was forcing me to dance for him wearing nothing but those ridiculous clothes those women wore that reveal almost everything. "Rodrigo please" I pleaded with him for the tenth time but his mind was made up as he stared at the clothes he threw at me to change into. "I'm going to rip that cloth off your body if you don't get in the next minute and dance for me""I'm not good at this" I lied, I love dancing a lot, I would dance a lot in my bedroom but I have never danced for any man except Maxwell. I felt disgusted and dirty as the tears that I was fighting so hard not to fall fell on my cheeks but for Rodrigo, that wasn't enough to change his mind, his heart was made of stone. Does he even have one? I doubted it a lot for he knew about my mother's co
Rodrigo's POVHer eyes widened as she stared at the gun but I wasn't about to lower my hand. I wasn't asking her to dance because I wanted to watch her get naked. Though I loved the sight, she had a beautiful body with perfect curves but I was furious that she was comfortable with Juan Carlos and not me. She has danced for other men and yet when I want to watch her dance, she cries like a baby. Just imagining Isabella dancing for other men made my blood boil for some reason I couldn't fathom. She was bringing a different side of me that I thought I had gotten rid of a long time ago."Dance!" I ordered again and she nodded her head holding onto the poll as she rose to her feet. Turning around I was about to walk back to my seat when I heard a thud on the ground. Turning back around, My eyes widened seeing Isabella lying unconscious on the ground."Isabella!" I called out to her. Her body was burning up, her skin pale. Was she sick? A lot of things ran through my mind as I took off my J
Isabella's POVI stiffened as his lips moved slowly on my lips, for a moment I couldn't fathom what was happening. I had to sink it through and when I did pushed him back and he stumbled backward almost falling to the ground. "What do you think you are doing?" I wiped my lips staring at him as if he had lost his mind. At that moment, I didn't realize that he was now my husband for the next year and had everything to do whatever he pleased."What did you just do?" His eyes darkened"You are kissing me and I don't think that's appropriate since I feel nothing for you""What about the other men that you dance for? Do you feel anything for them as well?""What other men are you talking about? I don't dance for other men""Stop lying, I know those moves are not those of an amateur but of a professional""I never said it was the moves of an amateur, I only told you that I have been dancing""For who?" He screamed to my face"For no one alright, I have a cousin who waits in a club and so I
Rodrigo's POVShe was fazed by my action but she needed a quick shower and I was going to help her out. Not that she was stinking or anything, she wasn't. Since she was tired she was going to need help getting into the shower and I Intended to help her out."What are you doing?""Don't you need help hitting the shower?”"No, I don't and why will I want you to do that for me?" She stated, anger seeps through me and so I release her and she lands on the bed wincing. "Why did you do that for?" Her eyes were blazing with anger. "You asked me to drop you""You could have been more gentle" She snapped and I gave her a stern look reminding her that I was still Don Rodrigo and most importantly I owed her now so she had got to watch her mouth. Staring at her, there was something about Isabella that I couldn't quite lay my hands on, she was beautiful and alluring yet those words she said to me seemed to be fabricated. I couldn't believe that she hadn't danced in front of anyone. "Tell me som
Isabella's POVWhen the familiar voice echoed through the house, he smiled and for the first time, I had to admit that his smile was genuine. I haven't seen him smiling that way at anyone. There was something between him and Marcello that I couldn't quite fathom. Was it just the friendship or something else? From the look in his eyes, it was obvious that he loved and admired him more than he admired Juan Carlos. "Marcello!" He took long steps towards him and embraced him. They were like brothers who hadn't seen each other for quite a long time and now they were back together embracing each other with warmth and affection which kind of reminded me of Maxwell and I. My friends back home, everyone I left behind, especially Sawyer, was always there for me and I love her. Most times when she sleeps over at my place, we will stay up all night gossiping and talking about random things. "Did I miss the actual party?" He asked as Rodrigo broke away from him"I think you came at the right tim