Six-teen year old Isabella Rossi was taken from her family at age four. She was put into the system and adopted by an Abusive Father.
What will she do when he suddenly dies and she goes to live With her real family?
There MIGHT be smut
Started- 4/21...
"she was like the moon- part of her was always hidden away." Isabella pov
As Ales leads me to leave my room, I realize I had forgotten to put on my engagement ring,"wait," I said, rushing to my closet to get my ring off of my vanity, and slide it on my finger.
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I walk back out and Ales looks at me confused until I hold up my hand to show him. he just nods, grabbing my hand and leads me downstairs.
we walked in silence, and realized everyone else already left, so we go outside to his black rolls royce.
Apparently Elena doesn't like going to these things so she chose to stay home, along with Alysa who Ales didn't want to go.
Ales has been spending almost all of his time with Alysa- which is understandable since he's her father now, but he hasn't been spending as much time with us as he used to.
one day, Alysa had spilled something and a maid had slipped, breaking her nose, and she blamed me! and everyone believed her. I'm thinking she was just scared though.
I broke out of my thoughts when we arrive,"When we get in there, I need you to find Apollo and stay with him, don't talk to anyone you don't know," Ales says before we get out of the car, walking to the doors of the huge mansion, where there's some guards who ask us for our names and when he tells them their eyes widen and quickly move to open the door, letting us in, then we go out separate ways.
after a couple minutes of looking for him, I bump into someone,"I'm so so-" I say, but get cut off,"It's fine, doll," the guy I bumped into says,"dance with me."
he looks around 19, 6 foot tall and has a british accent,"no sorry I-" I start to say, but get cut off,"It wasn't a question," the man says, grabbing both my wrists and dragging me to dance with him.
"let go of me!" I exclaim, struggling to get out of his hold,"stop struggling," he grits, and forcefully starts to kiss my neck.
I push him away after somehow finally getting out of his hold, he stumbles back, looking at me shocked, before getting ahold of my wrists again.
I pull my wrists out of his hold again, lunging on him causing us both to fall on the ground me on top, so I start punching him,"never touch me again!" I yell, getting up and kicking him in the balls.
I smooth out my dress, then look at my knuckles.
shit. that's gonna bruise.
I look up to see people looking at the scene and whispering, when all of a sudden, a man who looks to be in his fifties comes up and points a gun at my head,"who the fuck are you?! beating up the british mafia heir."
"I'm Isabella Avery Rossi, sir," I say calmly, and his eyes widen, lowering the gun,"you're a Rossi?" the man says, shocked.
"definitely not, It's not like my last name is Rossi," I sass, rolling my eyes, and I spot Apollo behind the man,"Avery," Apollo says, rushing over to me, kissing my forehead.
"what happened?" he furrowed his eyebrows,"that boy tried getting me to dance with him and when I say no he grabbed my wrists and started kissing my neck, so I did that, and then that man, asked why I beat the boy up and pointed a gun at me, asked who I was, and lowered the gun after he heard my last name," I ramble all in one breath.
"why were you alone?" he asked concerned, and before I could answer, mom shows up, grabs our hand and drags us somewhere.
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hey loves! sorry if this chapter is short, I would've wrote more but I'm tired sooo.
