𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐒

𝐓 𝐖 𝐄 𝐋 𝐕 𝐄

"𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐈𝐊,"I say, my voice low and steady, "is a threat we cannot ignore. His actions have caused pain and suffering to those under our protection, and it's time we put an end to it." I add.

They know as well as I do the importance of this mission, the need to bring Dominik to justice before he can cause any more harm. This isn't only about what happened with Isabella and him yesterday, It's about the fact that he's apart of the Russian mafia. The fuckers who keep getting in my way.

"Find him," I command, my voice echoing with authority. "Track him down, no matter where he hides. And when you do, bring him back dead or alive I don't care."

They all nod and exit the office.

I run my hands through my hair before standing up from my chair. I wonder what Isabella's doing. After that night she didn't say a word to anyone. She's been silent ever since and she won't even bother to come down to eat and it was slowly pissing me off. I knew that the topic about her mother was the biggest weakness that she had.

It was wrong for me to tell her to stop acting like a child.

I had my maids cook her food and bring it up to her room, but they'd come back down with the plate claiming that she didn't want it.

My feet bring me upstairs where her room is located. I stood in front of her door contemplating on whether I should check on her. Why the fuck do I care about this girl so much? I bring my knuckles down to her door, knocking lightly.

"Isabella?" I call out tentatively, my voice barely above a whisper.

But there's no response, no indication that she's heard me at all. I try the handle and I find it locked.

"Isabella, open the door," I say, my tone firm and commanding.

Still, there's no response, no movement from within. With a growing sense of frustration, I step back, my patience wearing thin. "Fine," I growl, my voice tinged with anger. "If you won't open the door, I'll break it down myself."

And with that, I raise my foot and kick at the door with all the force I can muster, the sound of splintering wood echoing through the hallway. For a moment, there's silence, broken only by the pounding of my heart in my ears. And then, slowly, the door creaks open, revealing Isabella standing on the other side, her eyes wide with shock.

"The fuck is your problem?" She says, continuing to comb her wet hair out. She must've just gotten out of the shower because she was wearing my big white shirt, her nipples piercing through the shirt, with a pair of my clean boxers on, revealing her soft tanned legs. I lean on the doorframe shamelessly checking her out.

"You look good in my clothes " I smirk. She rolls her eyes and walk into the bathroom, and it took everything in me to night bend her over and fuck the attitude out of her. I pushed myself off of the doorframe and followed her into the bathroom.

"Never heard of privacy?" She questions me with a raised eyebrow.

"You're in my house. My bathroom." I say giving her a smug look.

"What's your point?" She looked at me with a hint of annoyance.

"You have no privacy in my house." I say getting off the door, walking towards her slowly.

"So let me leave your house." She replies with her hand on her hip.

I come closer to her, and placed my hands her waist, "You know that isn't possible, bellissima." I whisper. "And if you try to escape I won't hesitate to lock you up in this room." I say giving her a small smile.

"I'll kill you first." She says, testing my patience.

"Yeah?" I smirk, dragging my hands up her curvy body. Fuck, I'm hard. "You start training today." I add.

"I didn't come here to train. I don't need training. I'm better than half of your fucking guards here." She state. I shrug and shake my head. "Actually I didn't come here at all, you kidnapped me. Which is quite disrespectful." she adds.

I chuckled at her reply and lick my lips.

"You're better than half of my men but you almost let a Russian choke you to death." I say with a raised eyebrow. She scoffs and pushes me off of her.

"I was distracted." She says brushing past me, her ass touching me in the motion. I throw my head back and groan in frustration. She knows what she's doing.

"I need to know what skills you have and what you need to learn. Plus you're not getting out of here anytime soon so I suggest you get a hobby here." I say leaning on the sink.

"What makes you think I'm not getting out of here no time soon?" She says, bending over to dig in her closet. I stand up from the sink and walk up behind her, grabbing her by the waist. I wanted her to feel the hardness of my dick against her ass.

Two can play the game, principessa.

She stands up immediately and hums to herself.

"Trust me bambina, I have eyes everywhere, try me." I say, dangerously close to her neck. She huffs and puffs. "I love making you mad. It's cute." I add on.

"And you're not." She plasters a fake smile on her face. "Who the fuck do you think you are? You think you can talk to me however you want and try to get in my pants after?

"That's not what you said when I used to be deep inside you." I mention. She glares at me.

"Not happening again" She pushes me off of her again, "So stop trying to pull your little stunts, Lorenzo, I don't like you."

"Feelings mutual," I say. "And what stunts?" I ask, putting on a innocent look.

"I need new clothes." She says, ignoring my question.

"The clothes you got on right now looks just fine to me, no?" I say giving her a slight smile. She crosses her arms and rolls her eyes.

"Keep rolling your eyes and I'll give you a reason to roll 'em." I say seriously, "And fucking eat or i'll come up to your room and feed you myself, Isabella." I hear her mumble something under her breath. I walk out of the room and close her door behind me.

I make my way back to my office The encounter with her has left me rattled, and I have a huge fucking boner.

One moment I feel like killing her, the next I feel like fucking her.

With a heavy sigh, I sink into the leather chair behind my desk, the cool surface a welcome relief against my skin. I need to distract myself, to focus on something other than Isabella.