Isabella Wood, the seemingly average 21-year-old daughter of one of the world's wealthiest men, defies expectations by embracing a normal life. Despite her affluent background, Isabella remains sweet, bubbly, and innocent. However, her life takes an...
My email was gone just like that. I was frozen in shock as Damien set my laptop back down. "Why did you do that?!" I scream in astonishment. He just ignores me as he walks out of the kitchen. Rage bubbles inside of me as I trail right behind him into the living room. "Damien!" I yell as his back faces me. He stops right in his tracks. He turns to me and the look on his face sends a shiver down my back.
His eyes where locked right on me as the vein in his neck pops out. His once soft baby blues where like steel. What's wrong... "if you ever get a email from him again come to me." He says coldly without breaking eye contact with me. I was at a loss for words. Why was he so mad? "Why?" I say matching his hard gaze with my own.
"He's not a good person Bella!" His yell ricocheted off of the walls of the apartment. Fear sets in my stomach as Damien stalks towards me. Each step he took closer to me I took one back. That was until my back hit the wall. I wanted to run away from the burly man in front of me yet I was being pulled back by the voice in my head. Somethings not right...he needs help.
Finally he reaches me standing only a couple inches away from me. "Are you scared of me Bella..." he trails off as his gaze drops to the ground. I couldn't think...he had never approached me like this before. "Damien..." I didn't know what to say. I could clearly tell something was off. I didn't want to make him more upset but lying to him would just hurt him even more. "Yes" I say as each of my nerves light on fire.
"Well then you should be terrified of him" he says looking back up at me. I didn't know what to say? What does he mean? I read through Dimitri Giodarno's background all by myself. He didn't seem like a dangerous individual from what his criminal record says. The only thing that was on there was he had a DUI that he had settled in court. Nothing screamed danger about him.
"Damien I did a background check on him and nothing came up except for a DUI" I said giving him a confused look. "Are you serious. You believe what's on his record is true? He is powerful in the industry he works in just like me! I'll admit I've had things taken off my record! Don't you think he could do the same?!" His tone is harsh as he runs his hands through his hair. Confusion fills me at his statement "what have you taken off your record?" I say as calmly as possible. He doesn't answer me, something in him clicks . He didn't mean to say what he just said did he?
"I'm going to bed" is all I get as he turns for the stairs "No Damien! Answer me!" I yell finally having had enough with him always blocking me out. "I'm not going to sit in this apartment with someone who never wants to talk about anything personal! Don't you think I need to know more about the person I'm going to have to live with the rest of my life!" I couldn't hold back the rage and emotions any more. I'd been wanting to know this since that day I entered his house on that gloomy afternoon when we had returned from my dads office.
"All you need to know is the work I do and the life I live is dangerous sweetheart. So keep your 'I'm an angel' self out of it." He says turning towards me. The effect that kiss had on me disappeared. I wanted to slap him? "Your such a dick!" I say before even thinking.
The room is so quiet that you could probably hear the road rage happening down on the busy streets of New York. A cool chill traveled down my spine as the vein in his neck bulged even more. The man looks like he is about have a stroke. I fucked up...I fucked up big time.
If looks could kill I'd be six feet under right now. I could almost see deaths door. My hands shook as my anger was washed over with anxiety. How could I be so stupid, No why am I blaming myself he deserved it. Right? Realization hit me in that moment. He was trying to protect me. Even though he may come off as a dick all he has ever done is try to protect me. But what is he protecting me from?
"Damien" I say warily as I looked anywhere but those stone cold eyes. "I'm a dick? All I'm trying to do is protect you! All I have ever done is try to protect you!" He yells as all self control leaves his body. "Do you not remember the bullet I took protecting you! For Christ sake Bella! Why are you so Niave? Did your father never tell the work he does! Oh, wait you were probably sheltered your whole life. You know what, twelve your old me would die to have the childhood you had! I watched my parent die right in front of me!" He screams as tears fall down his face.
My heart ached at the sight in front of me. Confusion and shock filled me as he poured out all his emotions. "What are you talking about?" I say as my voice trembles at seeing the strong man in front of me crumble. "I can't.." He says as his voice breaks. I walk towards him. I grab his face and wipe his tear stained cheeks. He pulls me into his strong arms as I wrap my arms around his neck.
Tears start to fall from my eyes as I hold his shaking body. Something about men crying always made me cry. My heart broke for him, he lost his parents at such a young age. "I'm so sorry Damien." I say as I run my hand up and down his back. all I get in reply is a soft mumble. I break from the hug and drag him to the couch. I sit and pull him down with me as I move into his side. He wraps his arm around me as I rest my head on his shoulder. I grab his free hand and rub my thumb over his. I look up to see him with his eyes closed as he composed himself.
Before I could stop myself I leaned up and kissed his jaw. He is eye's opened as he looked down at me and gave me his signature smirk. "I'm sorry for the way I acted. I shouldn't have freaked out like that." He says pulling me closer. "Don't apologize. Well talk later about all of this later but for now let's just relax" I say I grab the fluffy throw blanket and laying it on top of us. He just mumbles as he digs his nose into my hair and kisses my forehead. "Thank you Bella" he whispers out as my eyes get heavy and warm darkness overcomes my whole being. Before I can welcome it Damien whispers something "If only you know the storm that awaits us, mi dispiace Bella"
I'm sorry Bella.
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This is the first chapter that has made me cry while writing! I hope you guys enjoy and a ready for the storm!-Bella ❤️
