|Isabella|

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ISABELLA

 

I listened to Luca talk about himself, his eyes shining with confidence and I could see clearly the similarities between him and his father.

 

He behaved like a gentleman or liked to think of himself as such but underneath all of that exterior, he was a crude man very much like Agosti. The only notable difference is that unlike him, Agosti did not pretend and if you wanted to be involved with him then he would make sure you are very familiar with the kind of person he is

 

 

"What was your life like in the UK" Luca asked, interrupting my thoughts.

 

After his question about whether I had fucked his father or not, I had totally zoned out. Only nodding and smiling when necessary without fully assimilating anything he was saying.

If this was the man that my parents were so keen on me marrying then I could see how it was going to be a huge problem for me.

He was an asshole and I don't think anyone has ever let him know that.

 

 

"My life was great" I muttered.

 

 

He frowned visibly at my response; I was sure he wanted more than a great but there was nothing else I could say.

 

I did not want to bare myself open to this man.

 

 

"Great?" He prompted.

 

 

"Yes, I especially just studied and what not. It wasn't a very interesting life" I finished lamely.

 

 

"I see" He murmured as if he was thinking about what I had just said. "Then you do not have anything to worry about, Isabella"

 

 

"What do you mean?" I asked

 

 

"Your life with me will be far from your boring experience in the UK. Once we get married, you can do whatever you want, shop wherever you want and spend to your heart's content" He smiled triumphantly, like he had offered me the world and I was supposed to be on my knees, kissing his feet and thanking him.

 

 

"I suppose that comes with some sort of condition?" I asked

 

 

His eyes lit up in pleasure that I was able to pick on that and then he leaned in

 

 

"The only thing I ask of you, Isabella is that you are loyal to me. Once I put a ring on your finger, I own you... your body and soon your heart is mine and I want you to be a dutiful woman to me"

 

 

"You should get a maid then" I laughed

 

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