Affaire Du Cœur

Isobella

BEFORE

Loud explosions and screams of pain surrounded me, I wanted to get the fuck away from here. Camo greens were being stained in red, a blooded boot was on the ground, and innocent bystanders were all getting accounted for once this hell hole was obliterated. Another explosion and I'm thrown on my back and my ears have started ringing, my vision was getting blurry, was it from the dirt or were my eyes bleeding? If so, then it definitely suited the occasion. Facing the dark gloomy sky, I contemplated my life choices when I felt a sudden hot, searing pain on my right shoulder. I'm getting shot at and 1: I'm visible and open for the kill, 2: If I survive my father and brothers were going to kill me for my line of job, and 3: I'm going to die wearing green, I hated green. As I was listing ways of how i was going to die in my head, I could faintly hear my name being called.

"Bella, get the fuck up!" I hear as I'm being shook. I must be in shock or must have fully accepted my faith because my eyes burned from not blinking and apparently, I've been holding my breath, hence why I feel like my chest was burning. I feel a light tap on my cheek and I inwardly wince, everything hurt. "I'm not letting you die out here." I hear as I'm being pulled up by my IOTV and being hauled on someone's shoulder. The movement made me groan, every step the person took made it feel like the bullet was getting buried deeper and deeper into my flesh that it was making my vision and hearing clearer, how about that.

"Rossi, you better stay awake, or your father will rain fire on these assholes themselves. And as government property, Uncle Sam will not have you associated to that kind of atrocity." I snickered and finally had the strength to respond "Genocide, hostile takeovers, and unwarranted-" Rico cuts me off by plopping himself right next to me and giving me one of his smiles, his smile that I love the most, that smile felt like home, or wherever that fuck that is...

NOW

I'm awake before my alarm, I lay in bed and just continuously stare at the ceiling, everything was peaceful and quite until I could hear Rico's orgy happening from the other side of the house. Sighing, I get up and head for my closet to change into some sweatpants and a hoodie, might as well start the day with a run and not an orgasm. Priorities.

I'm sweating and out of breath as I make my way to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. "Excuse me." I turn around as I uncap the bottle, I raise my brows at the barely clothed female Infront of me. bringing the bottles to my lips, I assess her from her blonde her and all the way to her big toe ring, fucking weird. "Who are you?" She asks in a tone that I didn't like. "Who are you?" I asked with a smirk. "I asked you first–" she folds her arms "Rico doesn't do well with strangers roaming around his house". I rolled my eyes and looked at what I was wearing, did I look that bad? "He sure did roam around you pretty good until the wee hours of the morning, didn't he?" 

As she was about to say something stupid, Rico walks around the corner. He sneers at blondie then smiles at me, what a dickhead. "Good morning, boss." he greets me with a kiss on the forehead. "Boss?" Blondie squeals. "Yes, Jennifer. Did you not see the big emblem that was plastered on the gates?". "But... but... she's a girl?" I heaved a sigh, here we go again. "I would watch what you say, Gemma. Don't be a sexist bitch now."

"I want NDAs signed and everyone gone in 2 minutes, Rico. Play time is over." Rico smirks and gives me a salute "Yes Ma'am!".