Bought by the Mafia King

chapter 4

Only if words could define her but that would be an insult to her beauty. She was perfect. Her shining blonde hair, blue eyes, sharp chin and that small nose made her look like the angel from the heavens. Oh, No. Zayden Moretti didn't believe in Angels, heaven or hell.

But seeing her, he could turn into a believer. The girl had everything Zayden liked, curves, beautiful curves in all the right places. His hands twitched to touch that soft glossy skin.

His throat swelled in need. It's not like he had not seen a beautiful woman, he had but on her, Zayden felt a claim. His claim.

Maybe marriage will not be a bad option. Maybe, maybe not...

Zayden tilted his head, his current mistress was clinging to his hand. He went closer to her ear and whispered: "you see that girl, Selena?"

Selena followed Zayden's gaze and nodded. "Yes, sir."

"Good, her name is Isabel, go and start a conversation with her, respectfully. Compliment her about her beauty or whatever you girls do and then call me to join you. Understood?" He asked.

Selena nodded. "Yes sir."

Zayden liked her till now, Selena was the kind of woman Zayden liked. She did what she was asked to do. No questions asked. He hoped that his seductress would be like her.

Who likes to use fewer words. Unnecessary chattering was not something Zayden tolerates. He took a sip of his champagne and watched his mistress starting the conversation with the woman who made him desperate for her body.

"You look beautiful, Isabel, just like a princess. The dress suits you..."

The woman who, Isabel, didn't even know complimented her. Isabel raised her perfectly shaped eyebrow and gazed at the woman who was standing in front of her with a sparkling champagne glass in her hand.

One of those. Everyone wanted to be in the picture with me. These social climbers!

Isabel nodded at her. "Thank you, Miss..." she asked her name and the woman smiled. "Selena Stone."

Isabel smiled politely at the woman when she saw an old woman passing by her. She nodded at her, once the woman walked away to wherever she was going and then paid her full attention to the woman standing in front of her.

"I don't have to look like a princess, Miss Stone because I am a princess and I suggest you try some other way to gain the attention of the celebrities here..." she pointed out and the girl's face flushed in embarrassment.

"Excuse me," she whispered and took her to leave from there.

Isabel turned back to her friends who were both giggling, Champagne glasses shaking in their hands.

"That was so bitchy of you, Isabel," Sally let out, trying to control herself from laughing out loud. Isabel rolled her eyes.

"These social climbers are everywhere, I mean go get a life girl," Isabel mumbled, taking a sip of her non-alcoholic champagne while eyeing her friend's alcoholic drink enviously.

"Don't even think about it, I won't handle your drunk ass, again, Isabel. Last time, I tried to hit on a bloody highway patrol officer and still ended up getting a ticket," Tessa warned Isabel who sighed and gulped her sparkling, over sweet Champagne in one go. Embarrassed to the core.

You heard it right. Isabel Romano was embarrassed for what she did when she was intoxicated two months ago. She banged the patrol officer's car. On her friend's birthday. After drinking ten glasses of vodka. And her friend tried to hit on the officer. Still ended up getting the ticket.

What a birthday it was!

"Don't remind me of the day and let's do some shopping. I mean look at all these designs. The exhibition has beautiful options for us. Let's robe it," Sally tried to change the topic and bring it to the present moment.

"Not at all, I can design better than these. But still, it's The Mellow..." Isabel put out a little over confidently. And why not, she was Isabel Romano, daughter of a billionaire. Her dad could buy everything she wanted in a snap of his finger.

So she was not wrong when she said that she was a born princess.

Both Tessa and Sally nodded. "We know that darling," They air-kissed Isabel.

"Okay now girls, straightened up. Matthew is about to come and you my dear Isabel, need to talk to him, we need him for our brand," Tessa ordered.

Isabel cleared her throat, put on a polite smile once again and waited for THE Mellow'S head designer to take the grand entry.

People clapped, Isabel and her friends being one of them, everyone congratulated him for yet another success as he received the designer of the month award.

Tessa pushed isabel slightly, taking the hint she moved further in the designer's direction and introduced herself.

He smiled at her, "Ah! Ms Romano, hope you liked the designs." Matthew asked, a smile not leaving his face.

Isabel nodded. "They are amazing, Mr crest but have you decided anything about the offer I made to you?"

Matthew sighed. "I have already told you about my offer, Miss Romano. I won't join you."

Isabel didn't like the way he replied but she kept quiet. "You are Dominic Romano's daughter, the world is under your feet. You don't need anyone if you want to open your brand but my suggestion would still be the same. You need to study jewellery designing first. Rest is up to you, best of luck for your future," saying that he took his leave.

Isabel kept staring at him. Her pride was hurt, how could he deny her like that.

"What did he say?" Tessa asked, coming near to her. "That he won't join our brand. He advised me to study jewellery designing first. Can you imagine that?" She snapped, snatching the glass of hard liquor from Tessa and gulping it in one go.

"Isabel, you can't handle hard liquor."

Isabel was not listening, "you just see, he had to see my designs, I am sure he would accept my offer after it."

Susan shook her head. "He declined twice, Isabel."

Sally joined them both. "Oh no! Don't tell me he declined."

They both glared at her with murdering eyes. "He did!" Both said at the same time making Sally snatch two glasses of Cocktail from the passing server.

Isabel snatched one from her. "I need it today. To hell with consequences." She muttered and started walking up to her and found Dushia in-between. "Bud?"

"Dushia, introduce me to her." He ordered his friend who looked at Isabel and was stunned.

"Dominic, she is.."

"I know who she is and I want you to introduce me to her, now."

Dushia didn't like Zayden's tone but he could see there was something on his mind so he ignored it. "Come."

"Miss Romano, you look beautiful..." Isabel heard the words again and she was irked.

Why can't they just stay away from me?

"Buzz off!" She muttered without even glancing at the owner of that voice and walked away from there, leaving Zayden and Dushia standing there.

"Guess the woman was not in the mood of compliments..."

But Zayden was not listening to his friend. His eyes darkened in fury. The vixen had just insulted him.

He was furious. Zayden fisted his hand and walked behind her, he came to meet her and he will meet her. End of discussion!

Isabel was in the back of the gallery, there was a small garden. She kept staring at the liquid in the crystal glass. Her friends would be searching for her but she didn't care, not at this moment at least.

She wanted to call her dad and ask him to make Matthew accept her offer but no, she would not do it but she would call him and ask him to arrange for a meeting with Matthew. "Arrogant owl!" She sniffed.

"Bad day?" She heard a voice and got irritated again. Another one of her admirers. She knew she was beautiful and she didn't need anyone to tell her that. She was tired of these flatters.

Isabel turned. Her vision was swirling around but she still managed to be sober at least in her voice. "Get away from me, don't you get tired. Go get a life!"

Zayden was stunned. "I came to start a conversation..." he still tried to be polite.

"Oh f**k off dude, I am not interested in your ugly face so get the f**k away from me." She snapped in anger.

And Zayden had had enough. Done being gentle with this vixen. He grabbed her hand tightly, "Shut up!" His eyes turned dark.

Isabel was in a rage. "Ha! How dare you touch me, you bull?" She shouted and threw the remaining drink on his face. Zayden instinctively closed his eyes and his grip on Isabel loosened a bit. But he didn't leave her hand. The girl needed to be taught a lesson for insulting Zayden Moretti.

"Get your dirty hands off me, arrogant owl," She snarled, attacking his face with her sharp nails.

"F**k" he cursed as her nail poked in his right eye. Zayden's grip on her hand loosened a little and she pushed him away from her, Zayden lost his balance and landed straight into the water fountain, and Isabel laughed seeing him like that. The sound of her laughter piercing through Zayden's ears as if someone had poured hot lava into them.

"Aww! Poor Dirty pig!" She mocked before running away from there, leaving an angry Zayden behind.

Zayden's nose flared in anger. He wiped his face with his hand. His one hand was still on his right eye. "You will be punished for this, Isabel. Severely punished."

He decided then and there that the vixen was going to be his wife even if he had to paint the whole Canada red with blood.

I will make you mine. Mine to punish and mine to pleasure, Wife! Till death do us apart!

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