I put on a tight, short dress that fits me perfectly. I decided to leave my cleavage open, and there's plenty to see because I'm blessed with my curves and attributes. I have the body that any girl would want, and I'm grateful for that.
I put on my high heels, grabbed my purse, and left my room. Today is my day.
I made an agreement with my friends that we would go to the club to relax a bit and go back to the old days when we used to go out all the time. I miss all of that. This marriage and all this new stuff is not for me. I'm too young.
"Miss Altimari, where are you going? I was told you're not allowed to go out." I didn't even get to the door when I was stopped.
I didn't expect this, but okay. It doesn't mean anything to me anyway. I'm going out anyway.
"Hmm interesting, I don't know about that so it doesn't apply to me." I replied and grabbed the door handle but he stopped me.
"Miss, you can't go out." The guard repeated.
"You already told me that, but I don't care. You have a minute to get out of my way or there'll be chaos." I warned him. I have no choice but to fight, especially when I'm dressed like this. I'm going out!
I put my hands on his shoulders and relaxed a bit. I hit him in the crotch with all my strength and pushed him away.
"I told you to get out of my way, why is it so hard to obey." I left the house and headed for the garage.
How stupid I am, I could have gone through the house to the garage. What's happening to me.
I haven't been well since I was in this prison. These two days have been like I've been in solitary confinement for years.
My parents never stopped me from doing anything, so who is he?
I got into one of his cars, a Mercedes wagon, and I left the garage. I headed for the main exit of the mansion, but the security guards formed a huge chain with their bodies to stop me. What the fuck is this. Is this some cartoon?
I opened my window when I got close to them. I couldn't run them over.
"Move away now. I'll run you over without a second thought." Everyone just stared at me without saying a word back.
What did I do to God? Did I need this in my life?
Damien isn't a king so everything has to be this secure.
"Isabella, please get out of the car." When I heard a voice next to my ear, I was scared because I wasn't expecting anyone.
"Who the hell are you?" I answered him.
There's a man standing in front of me, I have to admit he's attractive, handsome. He has beautiful eyes and he looks quite familiar, like I know him from somewhere but I can't place him anywhere.
"Dmitri, a friend of Damien's. Get out of the car, beautiful. I'll take you where you're going." What's he thinking? I can drive the car myself. Did he send him?
"That's what Damien told you to drive me. Tell him I won't..." he stopped me in the middle of my speech.
"Please. Let's avoid unnecessary problems." Dmitri said, completely calmly.
I got out of the car and started towards the passenger seat but he stopped me.
"Let's go in my car. Come on." He said. I turned and continued walking towards his car.
I sat in the passenger seat of his car and put on my seat belt.
Dmitri started the car and we left the mansion after all the guards moved out of the way.
