WHISPERS OF BETRAYAL : THE COLD CEO

The Release of Anger

Leonardo was furious. He picked up his phone and called Lyra. "Come to my office now," he said, then hung up. He needed to release the anger building inside him before he exploded. Within the next thirty minutes, he saw Isabella trying to stop someone from coming in. He told her to let it go.

Lyra entered and locked the door behind her. He didn't let her sit before instructing her onto her knees, then gave himself over to her mouth, thrusting until he finished. She swallowed everything, seemingly unbothered.

He pulled her up, bent her over his desk, and took her hard and fast, thrusting without slowing while she moaned beneath him. He didn't care — he needed to burn off the anger inside him, and he kept going until he finally pulled back with a growl, finishing outside her.

She collapsed into the chair, breathless and smiling.

He straightened his clothes, paid her, and told her to leave. She did so immediately, smiling down at the payment notification on her phone. As usual, that was all any of them cared about.

Shortly after, Luca knocked and Leonardo said, "Come in." Luca wore a knowing smirk. "How hard did you go on that poor girl? Her legs are shaking."

"I don't care," Leonardo said coldly. "I've already paid her for her service."

Luca smiled, then turned serious. "How are we going to deal with your father's will? Don't tell me you're going to let your hatred for women cost you everything you've worked for."

Leonardo shot him a glare and said nothing.

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Barely thirty minutes earlier, Isabella and Leonardo had returned from the meeting when a man approached her desk, saying he wanted to see his nephew, the CEO. She asked if he had an appointment, but he ignored her and kept walking. She quickly called Leonardo, who told her to let him through, so she didn't bother stopping him. He looked terrifying.

After some time, the man walked out with a smile on his face, as if he'd just won the lottery. Isabella focused back on her work, sorting documents. Then a girl in barely-there clothing walked in, looking at her with open disgust before heading straight for Leonardo's office. Isabella tried to stop her, but by the time they reached the door, Leonardo told her to leave, and she did.

Wondering what the girl was doing in his office dressed like that, she sat back down at her desk. Then Luca arrived. She greeted him with a smile, and he asked how her first day was going. She told him it was fine. They'd barely finished catching up when the girl walked back out, looking disheveled, her legs barely holding her up while she smiled down at her phone.

Luca smirked and headed in to see the boss. Isabella minded her own business — it wasn't her concern whether he slept with a s*x worker or not.

She got so absorbed in her work that she lost track of time. It was already six p.m. As she was tidying her desk to head home, she saw Leonardo emerge from his office with Luca behind him. He didn't spare her a glance, but Luca did, asking, "Why haven't you gone home yet?"

She told him she'd already finished her work and was heading out. "Okay," he said, then asked about her grandmother. She told him she was doing fine.

He offered to have them drop her off, but she declined, telling him she'd already ordered a ride. He said okay, and they left.

She went outside, got into her ride, and headed home. Her grandmother was watching a movie when she arrived. She greeted her with a kiss on the cheek, went up to her room, freshened up, had a bite to eat downstairs, and went to bed.

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Fiamma was looking stunning in a beautiful, captivating pink gown, her makeup artist just finished with her look, ready for her next photoshoot — modeling a cream for a beauty brand. Once she wrapped, she called Isabella to see if she was free for lunch. Isabella said yes, that she was about to head out for hers. Fiamma suggested Laxus Restaurant, and Isabella agreed.

Fiamma arrived a little later to find Isabella already there, eating fries and a burger. They hugged, and Fiamma ordered something different — she was on a diet and couldn't touch what Isabella was having.

As they caught up, Fiamma asked how Isabella was coping with her brother. Isabella smiled. "Your brother is a living robot. He never smiles, always strict, firing people for the slightest mistake. I've worked with your brother for three months. The only reason I'm still there is the pay." They laughed about it together.

Then Fiamma asked about Luca. "How is he?"

"He's fine," Isabella said.

"Why don't you confess your feelings for him? You've been in love with him since childhood."

"I have. He said he only sees me as a sister, nothing more."

"Then why don't you just forget about him and move on?"

"I can't. All the guys I've met are only after my money or my body. They don't love me. But with Luca, it's different."

"I understand. Just be careful so you don't get hurt."

"Well, enough about that. My birthday's this weekend. I want you to come."

"Of course I'm coming, dear."

"What about that robotic brother of yours? Is he not coming?"

"He said he's busy. But I talked to Luca, asked him to convince him. He said he'd try his best."

"What about Luca? Is he coming?"

"I don't know. I asked him, and he hung up."

After lunch with Fiamma, Isabella checked her wristwatch and kissed her cheek goodbye, telling her she needed to get back before her "robotic brother" fired her. They both laughed, and she left.

Back at the office, Leonardo wasn't around yet, and she breathed a sigh of relief before getting back to work. Shortly after, he walked in. She greeted him; he nodded and asked her to send in the senior analysts, Mr. Marcus and Vivian.

She did so immediately, and they walked into his office. Five minutes later, Marcus and Vivian went in, visibly shaking with fear. Within fifteen minutes, Isabella saw them both come out crying.

Worried, she asked Vivian what had happened.

Vivian told her they'd both been fired — for having an affair.

Isabella was shocked.