Chapter 8

Isabella's POV

My 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