Mr. Billionaire's Missing Wife

Chapter 1

FIVE YEARS LEAP.

ISABELLA’S POV.

“You said you love me, didn’t you? You promised to always love me, but then you go behind me and f**k around with Darcie. Darcie is my best friend for goodness sake.” I say with tears rolling down my face as I talk to Ted.

“I swear to heavens that I love you. Darcie wanted me and I just could not ignore because she was crying… she was sad.” He tries to justify himself.

“Then you never loved me. I mean nothing to you.” I say, sobs breaking every word as I speak and all he goes down on his knee. He holds my hand which I jerk away from his hold.

“I care about you. Darcie was a mistake.” He explains.

“Amanda, Chloe, Grace and that Korean girl, what is her name again? Tae ha, were all mistakes? We are over! You are the biggest error of my life!” I shout between sobs as I lay emphasis on each word.”

“I love you…”

“No, you don’t!” I reply sternly and turn on my heels as I wipe away my tears with the back of my hand.

“Cut, Cut… Bravo. That was so real.” The movie director says as my manager hands me an handkerchief and a bottle of water.

“Thanks the team.” I say and gulp down some water from the bottle.

“You always do a good job.” The movie director complements me and I give him a small smile.

“Thanks.” I reply and drape the long handkerchief across my neck as I walk towards my studio in the agency to change into another comfortable dress so I can go home.

As soon as I am dressed, my manager knocks and come in without waiting for my reply causing me to roll my eyes as he walks in.

“What is it now, Landon? Has Matt broken up with you?” I ask and he frowns and place his hand on chest faking hurt.

“No, Matt and I can never break up. He loves me and I love him too. Your act out there was superb, you keep getting better as you act. By the way, Mr. Nicholas wants you his office.” He says and I face palm myself at the thought of Nicholas calling for me.

“What do you think he is going to talk about this time? I have featured in two movies as the main role this year and two of them have been a hit. Another is coming out in December the one we just rounded up now…” I want to rant on, but stop when I see him smiling sheepishly at his phone.

“You were saying something, sorry. I didn’t hear a thing I was replying Matt.” He replies and I roll my eyes.

‘”Never mind. Only remind me later on how you became my manager.” I say and down to do adjust my stiletto before walking out.

The other cast members are still acting, making the environment to look all acty? If there is any word like that. Anyway, only God knows why Nicholas is calling me when I have a cake to bake at home.

I knock on his office door as soon as I step out if the elevator and rest my back on the opposite wall to relief my feet from this killer stilettos.

“Come in.” I hear his bossy voice say and I tug on my hat before opening the door and taking my sit in front of his desk.

“You wanted to see me.” I say and he nods and hand over a script to me.

“I know you are currently working on a movie and I am also aware that you have rounded up season one today. That means you no excuse to not take this new movie request coming from the owner of the best movie company in Italy.” He says and I open the script and scan through fast.

“The movie is titled my real name?” I ask and he nods.

“Yes, Isabella.” He replies and I just nod.

“Okay, thank you Mr. Nicholas. I will read through the script tonight and feed you back on whether I will be able to take up the role or not.” I say and he shakes his head.

“You should take the role. The male main lead is the an Italian man just like you are an Italian woman and he is also a billionaire.” He tries to convince me and I nod.

“I will take the role and I will still read through. I am leaving now it is our closing hour.” I say.

“Isabella, you should wait and not leave yet. The male main role is arriving from Italy and he will be here in thirty minutes.” He says and I close my eyes to control all the frustration I am feeling right now.

“Is there any reason why I we can’t meet tomorrow? I have been working all day and I have an appointment with someone.” I argue and he heaves a sigh.

“ No peculiar reason, but it will be better if the main leads of the upcoming blow of next year meet now, so we can sign the movie contract.” He replies and I nod as I move to sit down on the sofa in his office, staring at the clock.

I promise, a second won’t be added to the thirty minutes. If he after thirty minutes, he isn’t here then I will leave.

I stay steady and just stroll through all my social media platforms and website to pass time. I am happy to see that my fans increase every day from all over the world and pictures are being set as their profile pictures and phone wallpapers.

I raise my head to look at the minutes hand which is now almost on nine and count sixty seconds completely before standing up.

“MR. Nicholas, I have waited thirty minutes and he hasn’t gotten here yet. I will meet him tomorrow. I really have to go now.” I say and he gives me a go ahead knock.

“All the best Isabella.” He says as I move to open the door, but the door opens right on cue as if it is a remote controlled door and a man steps in, you will easily know he is a man because his cologne fills the air conditioned office and I tug on my sun glasses as I make a way for him to pass so I can leave without looking at his face.

“Mi dispiace sono in ritardo.” He says and I glance at my watch as he walks in so I can leave.

“Isabella, don’t leave. He is here.” Nicholas says and I turn back.

“I am Isabella, please to meet you.” I say and put out my hand for a handshake which he budges to.

“I am Leonardo Rucci.” He says and I give him a polite smile and I remove my hat and glasses as I try to remember seeing his pic in a magazine.

“I hope we enjoy working together. See you around Mr. Rucci. Mr. Nicholas, we will sign the contract tomorrow. I have to leave now.” I say and turn on my heels, but that is when my clumsiness kicks in and my legs twists making me lose my balance.

“s**t! I am going to fall.” I murmur and he wraps his hand around my waist, preventing me from falling.

“Brie.” He whispers and I scrunch my brows in confusion as I stand upright and adjust my shirt.

“Thank you and see you around.” I say and step out.

Brie?