She Is My Poison

dinner (3)

Isabella's POV:

I walked out of his office and started walking back upstairs. Why did he insist on me eating at the dinner table after all I am the enemy here. I'd very much rather eat alone. As soon I get to the room I flop onto the bed. I sigh. A deep sigh.

What have I gotten myself into. I failed a fucking mission. I failed my biggest mission. I failed myself. I failed my brother. Mostly I failed my father. I can give a shit less about failing him but I know what he is capable of I'd rather not risk failing him.

After a while of sulking in my thoughts there was a knock on the door. A maid came in with clothes they were leggings and a shirt. Not bad but still where the fuck is my jacket. It was the last thing my mother gave me. All of the sudden a man appeared. One of the ones who tortured me.

He threw something at me. It was my jacket. He left and slammed my door shut. "Rude" I whispered to myself.

I change into these clothes. And throw my leather jacket on. The maid also gave me white tennis shoes so I put them on. I walked out the door and walked down to the dinning room. I remembered where it was. From when I was escorted to the room upstairs I captured as much of the house as I could.

I walk into the dinning room to see the don already sitting there reading a newspaper with his jaw clenched. He looked up and commanded "sit"

I sat down. The maids came out and set our food on the table. We starting eating in silence. Breaking it he said " what were your father's plans with the box"

I looked up did I not just answer his question already when he bust in the room upstairs. "Didn't I tell you the answer to that already"

"No you said you didn't know how he knew about it"

I scuff "The same thing idiota" He slammed his hand on the table. He sneered. He looked at me with nothing but hatred in his eyes. "I will not take disrespect calling me an idiota is disrespect so don't try it again"

I lost my appetite so I start playing around with my food "why are you keeping me my father doesn't give a shit about me" he started laughing "you think Im gonna fall for that, you do your father's dirty work, your his blood, the only female rossi, shit if he doesn't care about you he sure as hell needs you."

I scuff talking under my breath I said "he has my brother for that." He looked up from his plate and asked me "what did you say"

"my father still won't care he has his heir to train and bend to his will." he squints his eyes trying to find truth in my words. "how much" he looks at me confused by what i asked. "how much is my ransom" he realizes what i'm talking abt and laughs. "either 15 million or until he steps on me terf."

He has plans to kill my father. I try hard not to laugh. "Business isn't that great that much of daddy's precious money won't be wasted on me and he's a fucking coward he will step no where near your famiglia let alone you."

His jaw visibly clenches. "Well maybe we lure him out in public and make a statement." I give it great thought eventually once he gets what he wants he's gonna kill me. If my father sees me in public with Angelo he will think I betrayed him or if he figures I failed the mission I will be dead. "so i will be dead either way"

He doesn't say nothing he just continues eating. When we finish I look up to see what to do next. Then a very malicious smile comes across his face. "i'll have your clothes ready by friday. I'm hosting a charity event and dear old daddy is invited." I stare at him blankly what is his plan.

Maybe father dead wouldn't be so bad but that will make Issac don he is too young. No he can't kill father just not yet. Fuck. I would help him but I can't do my brother like that. With me gone for months father will eventually train Isaac so I just have to stall enough for Issac to be trained properly.