Mafia king and demon, Noah Gabriel is everyone's fear, and the very mention of his name makes one shudder.
Everyone adores Isabella Rose Robinson, who is known as an angel, and she has her unique style of speaking.
After they meet, Noah forces her...
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Noah's POV:
I spot Kai across the room, and the sight of him sends a surge of anger through me. My fists clench involuntarily as I stride toward him, the men forming a tight circle around us. "What are you doing here, Kai?" My voice is cold, cutting through the noise.
Kai smirks, unbothered by the hostility in my tone. "Noah, your little girl looks—"
Before he can finish, I grab him by the collar, my grip tightening with every breath he takes. "You're dead."
He doesn't flinch, that irritating smirk still on his face. "Do it, but remember, your precious girl will be gone the moment you try."
I glance at Rose, who's laughing with Rowan across the room. She looks stunning, unaware of the danger lurking nearby. I release Kai's collar, the rage simmering beneath the surface. His time will come, but not now.
"Kai, my son, how are you?" My father's voice grates on my nerves as he approaches.
I turn to them both, my expression darkening. "If anything happens to Isabella, I'll kill you both and fuck the consequences." I walk away before they can respond, heading straight to Rose, who's perched on a stool by the bar.
Her face lights up when she sees me. "Rowan and I made up," she says, her hand finding its way to my shoulder. I smirk at her, the warmth of her touch battling the coldness in my chest.
"Are you okay?" she asks softly, her eyes searching mine. The simple question catches me off guard, stirring something inside me I can't quite name. It's annoying, but it also feels... good.
I nod, but she's not satisfied. "Can you smile?" she asks, almost shyly.
"Why?" I narrow my eyes, puzzled by the request.
She crosses her fingers like she's making a wish. "Because your dimples are cute."
Cute. The word stabs at my ego. I'm not supposed to be cute. But the way she says it makes me want to smile, just to see her reaction.
Rowan appears beside her, interrupting our moment. "Am I in the way?"
I roll my eyes, and Rose chuckles. "I'll be right back," she says, sliding off the stool. "Need to fix my hair."
As she walks away, my eyes linger on her. Damn, she looks good—too good.
The boys gather around me as Lucas speaks up. "Kai's planning something. We need to stay sharp."
"Why do you think that?" Liam questions.
"His eyes keep darting around, making contact with others. They're working for him, no doubt."
"Stop picking fights with Rose," I snap at Lucas, who looks bewildered.
"Who's Rose?"
Fuck. I didn't even realize I used her middle name.
