Chapter 1 01

ISABELLA I tried Robert’s phone for the hundredth time as I sipped the wine I was holding. He and I had agreed to meet at the hotel to celebrate my birthday and although I knew he probably kind of worked late, it was too late. He was supposed to be here by now and I wondered what the delay was. I got to my feet, grabbing my purse and began heading in the direction of the door. I was going to go and check up on him at the office; there was no way he had forgotten my birthday so he probably had something important holding him back. I hailed a cab and settled in the back seat, giggling as I palmed the box in my pocket. I don’t know what I was doing by getting him a ring but it was time for he and I to look to the future and I could feel it. I have always loved Robert and it would be a great idea to propose to him instead of waiting for whenever he wanted to do it. I smiled again as I flipped the box open, the diamond twinkling in the soft glow of the car. He was definitely going to be shocked and I could not wait to see the look on his face when I drop to my knees and ask him to be my husband. It had always been our dream to get married and I did not think there was any other person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. “We are here” The driver interrupted my train of thought. I climbed down, thanking him profusely before I walked into the building, waving to the receptionist who was quite startled to see me. I knew Robert’s office was on the last floor so I had to use the elevator. I giggled again as the elevator closed behind me, my heart racing rapidly as I wondered how surprised he would be to see me and the ring. The elevator dinged and the door opened; I could see that the light in his office was out… not exactly out but quite dim and so I approached cautiously, touching the door knob. Pants filled my ears as I pushed open the door, my purse falling out of my hand and a loud gasp escaping my lips. Robert was stark naked and so was Camilla, my best friend. They scrambled for clothes while I stared, willing myself to wake up from this terrible dream. There was no way… it wasn’t possible. “Bella… I can explain” Robert muttered, reaching for his shirt while his dick hung uselessly around. Camilla on the other hand was stretched on his table, twirling her hair as she smirked in my direction. “What the fuck is this?” I breathed, feeling my lungs threatening to burst. “Bella, I swear this is not what you think. Camilla and I…”“Oh please, do not be a fucking pussy, Robert.” Camilla interrupted, throwing her legs down and rising naked. “It is exactly what you think it is, best friend and do not think for one moment that this is betrayal. Robert has always been mine and you have just been too blind to see it” She laughed even as Robert tried to stop her from talking. I could not move… I wanted to flee the horrible scene but it was as though my legs had taken control at the moment and wanted me to remain on the spot. To continue to view the betrayal that was my boyfriend and best friend. “What… when?” I sputtered, the tears blurring my vision. “When?” Camilla taunted. “I have always been fucking him, Isabella and honestly it was only a matter of time before you discovered the truth. You think I would have given you a job in my father’s company if it hadn’t been for Robert?” A cry tore from my throat as I turned around and fled, slapping the buttons of the elevator even as I heard Robert call out to me and Camilla tell him to leave me be and come to her. I could not wait to get out of the office… out of the buzz threatening to deafen me at the moment. The receptionist glanced at me as I careened past, her eyes no doubt holding pity. I was the only one who had been blind to this? When I crashed outside, the cold air hitting me… reminding me that I had almost proposed to this man… this fucking cheat. I put one hand into my pocket, pulling out the ring and opening it up again. Well, there was no need for it now, I thought to myself. Isabella Johnson, you are a fucking fool I hailed a cab, reaching for my purse then realizing I had dropped it on the floor in his office. “Dammit; sorry, you… I don’t have any money” I told the man, smiling in embarrassment. He took one sorry look at me before driving away. I began walking, the cold air biting into the dress I was wearing, touching skin. I had not even bothered to wear a fucking coat over myself. I was shivering by the time I stumbled into a bar, heading to the island for a drink. I had no money but at that time, I did not think I was thinking about that. “What can I get you?” The bartender asked. “Do you have something that can kill me?” I muttered cynically. “Excuse me?”“What does the lady want?” A voice behind me asked seconded by a cold hand touching my naked shoulder. I recoiled just as the man’s face came into view. He was obviously drunk and looking for something else with the way he was staring lewdly at me. He staggered closely, one hand reaching to caress my face. “Get away from me” I snapped at him “Now, now… there is no reason to be shy, lady. I can get you whatever you want and then maybe you can give me whatever I want. What do you say, sweetheart?” He asked, smiling to revealed brown teeth. “Get away from me” I repeated, turning away from the man. “Fucking bitch…” The man raged, roughly pulling me to himself. I shrieked, struggling and almost immediately the man screamed in terror. “You heard the lady… go now or the next thing I will break will be your fucking head” A soothing voice commanded. I turned to my rescuer, my mouth dropping open as the breath whooshed out of my lungs. He was stunning… standing there like the angel of death with black leather pants and one of the bluest eyes I had ever seen. He smiled as I continued staring at him and then put out a hand to me. “Hello, I am Damien Moretti” He grinned then, my heart sinking into my stomach.

Chapter 2 02

DAMIEN This was the last place I would have thought to see Isabella and I wondered what the fuck she was doing here and dressed like that. I had only meant to follow her and discover where she was staying but when the man had began making passes at her, I had been forced to intervene. She was as beautiful as I had always envisioned she would be, with such stunning and always startled eyes which led me to wonder what she was doing here. I did not think she recognized me and although I had not been expecting her to, I was a little bit disappointed that she was staring at me like I was some stranger. She had to see some level of recognition, doesn’t she? I thought to myself as we sat by the bar and she took glass after glass of scotch. I did not make any move to stop her from drinking; it was quite obvious that there was something wrong with her and she was drinking to forget. Now wasn’t the time to remind her of who I was. I was going to have to do that later when she was sober. “Thank you” She finally slurred, moments later. “I don’t know what I would have done if you had not helped me I nodded at her, my eyes remaining on her while she downed another glass. “You seemed to be handling yourself quite okay if you ask me” I told her while she laughed at this “What is the matter with you?” I finally asked “With me?” She echoed in confusion. “There is nothing wrong with…”“You have been drinking for a long while and although I do not plan to stop you, I want to understand what is making you drink this much” I explained, interrupting her. She laughed, like I had said something she found very amusing before she sobered up, her eyes blurring as she gazed in my direction. “I was dumped…no… I was cheated on by my fiance with my best friend. Now how sick is that?” She asked although I did not think she was expecting any form of response. “You would think that these sort of things happen in movies and in books but never in real life because you expect them to be loyal but what do I get?” She reached into her dress pocket, flipping out a box and then opening it up so I could see the ring. “I had all the plans to propose to him today…grand plans that I had thought he would be happy about” She continued, smiling to herself and then replacing the box from where she had gotten it. “Then you caught him cheating” I declared, finally understanding where she was coming from. “Then I did” She concurred in a small voice. “It had been happening for quite a while, apparently.” she murmured, laughing again “He is a fool to cheat on you and it is not your fault that he is” I reassured her. She said nothing while I wondered who the fuck her fiance was and what kind of asshole he is to have done this to her. I felt a pang of jealousy at the fact that I had been hung up over her, unable to move on while she had been planning to get married to someone else. “Today is my birthday” She said quietly, staring into the glass in front of her. I knew it was her birthday. I had selected today to come back into town and begin my search for her. “Happy Birthday, Isabella” I told her She glanced at me, a frown appearing at the center of her forehead. It remained there for a while until a song came up and it cleared. “Do you want to dance, Damien?” She inquired, rising on shaky feet while I tried to catch her. “I am not much of a dancer; you can go ahead” I told her “Nobody is, scaredy cat… but the key is to follow the rhythm. Come, let me show you” she smiled. I followed, allowing her pull me to the dance floor and I watched as she began moving against me as the song protested. I followed her lead, my arms coming around her as we twirled and she began laughing. It was one of the most beautiful sounds I have ever heard and I could not stop myself from laughing along with her. The song slowed, pulling us into a deep embrace. She clung to me and I held her like she was the most fragile thing in the world because at that moment, she was. When the song stopped, she stared up at me with soulful eyes and I could tell she was no longer as drunk as she had been when we talked earlier. “Do you want to get out of here?” She asked, her eyes suggesting something I have always wanted “Where to?”“I booked a hotel” She began and then blushed, her cheeks coloring up as she realized her words. “It was supposed to be for my birthday celebration but I am not celebrating anything anymore” She muttered, her voice soft. “I would love to, Isabella” I told her. We reached the bar and I paid for the drinks, hailing a cab outside and settling into the back. Her phone began ringing then, trilling incessantly as she pointedly ignored it. “Are you not going to get that?” I asked her “It is the ex and we are officially over so no I am not going to get it and allow him ruin an otherwise beautiful night” She responded, keeping her face straight ahead. I reached for her hand and squeezed it slightly to show her I was here and there was nothing to worry about. Even though she did not recognize me, I was going to protect her and nobody would ever have the opportunity to hurt her for as long as I lived. She was mine and she was going to realize that soon.

Chapter 3 03

ISABELLA What was I doing taking a stranger back to the hotel? I thought to myself as we continued in silence. We stopped at the hotel and I waited for him to pay the cab fare so we could take the elevator together. I could already feel the jitters rocking my body as we stepped into the suite I had booked for Robert and I. The man stood behind me, his hands in his pocket and I was sure he was watching me… waiting for me to say something. I turned around and we locked gazes, my throat closing up even as I tried to speak. He stood there; a magnificent man, dwarfing the whole room and when he took one step towards me, I could hardly breathe. “I will let you go if you have decided this is not what you want” he finally said in a reassuring voice. He had no intentions of forcing himself on me and that was what he was trying to tell me. That I could still back out of whatever this was without feeling bad but I did not want to back out. I wanted him and I knew that I was going to lose my nerve if I did not do this. Fuck Robert… I am going to have sex with this gorgeous man “This is exactly what I want but it would be nice if I could get a drink” I announced, reaching for the dress I had on and flicking the zipper so it pooled around my legs. I stepped out of the dress and reached for the wine I had been drinking before I had gone to search for Robert. “How do you want your drink?” I inquired, turning to him. “Very strong” He supplied, reaching for the leather jacket he had on and pulling it over broad shoulders I moved with purpose, pouring him a drink and also one for myself and watching as he downed it, his eyes glazing over as he coughed “Too strong?” I teased This elicited a laughter from him as he glanced up at me, the laughter dying on his lips. We were now locked in an intense stare while I waited for him to say something “Come here” He commanded. I dropped the glass on the table and walked up to him. He waited until I was close before a strong arm snaked out, pulling me into a close embrace and dropping his lips to mine. He took what he wanted, tasted me, providing me with a comprehensive explanation of what exactly he was going to be doing to me. I was breathless by the time he released me and so was he as he continued staring at me in wonder. I was still pressed against him, my eyes filled with the longing that was mirrored in his. My nipples had already hardened to stone as we remained in each other’s arms and I could feel the moisture pull in my panties. “Get on the bed, mia cara and spread wide for me” He commanded, watching as my pupils dilated in surrender. The man knew how to give orders and it would seem that I was one to obey them. I pushed away and walked to the bed while he followed closely behind me, my ass jiggling in invitation. I laid down on the bed, spreading my legs wide apart so he was given the view that he wanted. “So beautiful, so wet” He murmured, dropping to his knees in front of me and burying his head in between my thighs. I felt a shiver rake my body and then a soft moan as he pressed two fingers to my panties, rubbing it against my swollen pussy. “Oh” I breathed, one hand reaching to touch his head. He raised his head, grinning at me before he pushed my panties aside and his tongue touched my clit. “Oh God…” I gasped as his fingers connected with my pussy, rubbing against it and then inserting one finger in. I was a quivering mess of feelings and hormones as his mouth explored, leaving me weak in every spot he kissed and every area his skillful tongue ran over. He was as though he was marking me, making me his and making sure I knew that I was being branded for life. His… forever, the annoying voice in my head purred No; this is just a one time thing… I don’t know him and I never would. He will be forgotten after this, I countered but even as I said this to reassure myself. His mouth was hot and greedy as he explored and as his fingers pushed inside me, I felt the lash of pain jolt me and then pleasure so intense that I saw the moon and the stars align. My eyes rolled back in my head as the first waves of orgasm washed over me. “Bellissima” I heard him groan right before he kissed the inside of my thighs right before his fingers scooped up my juices. He rose slowly to his feet, his eyes on mine the whole time as I struggled to keep them open as he had commanded. I watched as he brought his fingers to his mouth, licking them with such relish that the breath was robbed from my lungs, again. If the man had commanded that I begin walking on my head, I would have heeded immediately and without question. He leaned towards me, taking my lips with hungry passion, plunging his tongue into my mouth to wage war with mine. He was greedy … dark and hot and I could remember thinking he was such a kind man when I had seen him at the bar, I was wrong. He was anything but kind… he was a hurricane and he was hard and I had just unleashed him. He erection poked me in the belly as he continued kissing me and I rubbed leisurely against it, my heart singing when I heard the groan rumble in his chest. He was yet to get out of his clothes and I was already laying bared before him. He finally released my lips, gazing into my eyes with something akin to wonder. “You taste so good” he said. I blushed bright red as I stuttered, trying to find the right words to say but I need not have bothered because he was up now and flicking the zip of the pants he was wearing. I watched with eyes trailing the bulge in his pants; he was huge from what I could see and licked my lips, waiting. He slid the pants down strong muscled legs and stepped out of them with his cock now pointing in my direction. I can see the pre-cum on its tip and rose before I could gauge the what I was doing, flicking my tongue against it, a purr escaping my throat. “Naughty girl” I heard him groan, right before he flipped me over so I was kneeling with my ass arced in the air and my pussy once again bared to him. “You are allowed to scream, Mia Cara… as much as you want” He whispered in that smooth and overly confident voice right before he drove the length of himself in me.

Chapter 4 04

DAMIEN She smelled heavenly, her scent something that I desperately wanted to be enveloped in. Her fingers came around to touch the base of my skull as she kissed me with my arms wrapped strongly around her waist. I groaned as she rubbed against me like a cat, her thigh connecting with my hard on; she must have noticed my reaction to that movement because she did it again while I growled low in my throat. “Fuck yes” she cried. Her back arched in surrender and I took, pushing her slowly until she sank into the bed and I was hovering above her. I wanted her to feel it and to know that it was I that gave her such pleasure and so even when all i wanted to do was drill her until she could not tell one from the other A scream erupted from her throat and her legs quivered as I fucked her, driving my cock in and out... fast and slow until I could feel the pressure mount in my abdomen. “Cazzo” I groaned as I began playing with her clit while I fucked her. She was crying and begging for more until she squeezed so hard against my cock... her eyes rolling back inside her head and her legs giving way. My orgasm followed right after, blinding lights exploding in my head as I poured my seed right inside her. … One thought as I stared at the sleeping form of Isabella was how beautiful she looked. She was more like a angel to me and I had not been able to grab a wink of sleep as I watched her. Coming back had been the right thing to do and now… after everything that had happened, I wanted something more. As though she could read my thoughts, she stirred slowly, her eyes fluttering open as they pinned on me. “Good morning” She murmured softly. “Morning, sleeping beauty” I responded, placing a kiss on her forehead. She stretched, baring beautiful breasts to my view. “I have a proposal for you, Isabella” I blurted. It was now or never. “A proposal?” She echoed. “Marry me” I declared. A gasp fell from her lips as she stared at me in surprise. “You are joking right? This is some sort of joke?”“It is no joke; let us get married. I promise to take care of you and…”“Please stop talking” She interrupted “Don’t you want revenge on your ex? This is a way you can get that without having to worry about what people will say when they see that you are both not together.” I explained “I don’t think… I don’t want”“Yes, you do and you should be responsible for what happened between us. You seduced me in the bar and brought me here just so you can feel better about your boyfriend cheating on you She looked stunned as I said this and I was sorry to have made her feel bad that we had sex but there was no way I was going to allow her walk away from me again. I wanted her and although she could not remember who I was, she was mine. “You can’t make all this my fault. We had consensual…”“There is nothing consensual about seduction, Isabella and that is why I am giving you this choice. Let us act married… it does not have to be real. Just enough for you to get revenge on your asshole of a boyfriend and satisfy your parents”“How do you know about my parents?” she asked. Fuck! My mind screamed. That had been a slip; I did not think she had made any mention of how her parents are going to feel about the breakup. “You mentioned they would not be happy especially your mother and you wish you can keep it away from them” I braved a response, hoping she did not see through the lie. “Just how much did I tell you?” She cried, climbing out of the bed and reaching for her dress which had been discarded at the foot of the bed. I rose with her, stopping her flight. “Think about it, Isabella… really think about what I am asking of you. You have to admit that it is a very good plan” I told her “There is nothing good about it and I should not have… I am sorry if I seduced you but I cannot…”“Sorry does not cut it… you have to take responsibility and this is what I want” I told her. She stopped wearing her dress, glancing towards me with hatred in her eyes. If looks could kill then I would have been a dead man at that moment in time. “I will drop my card and you should reach out to me whenever you want us to meet your mom and have the contract finalized but in the meantime, I suggest we meet up for a drink one of these days and not in a bar this time” I murmured, watching her blush beautifully. She said nothing and I took it as my cue to leave. I grabbed my jacket, sending her a wave before slipping out of the hotel and into the car I had asked to be packed by the corner of the street for me. I did not need her to know who I was or how rich I was until she had signed the contract and we were officially married. “What have you been up to?” My friend, Jackson asked as soon as I entered the house. “Getting to know someone” I said vaguely “Who is the unlucky girl?” He sighed, rolling his eyes. I laughed at this.

Chapter 5 05

ISABELLA I just knew it had been a fucking mistake to seduce and sleep with a total stranger, I groaned as I slipped into my home. The night had been perfect and my hangover very severe or maybe the reason why I was having this terrible headache was because of what the man had said to me. He wanted marriage? No… he had insisted on the both of getting married. What kind of person decided to marry a girl he had a one night stand with and because she seduced him. I collapsed on the bed, reaching for my phone again. Robert had called me a lot of times and had sent messages. I opened one of them, scoffing at the length of the message My love, Please pick up so I can explain. It is not what you think and I know you never want to speak to me again but I love you and I want to make this right. Please pick up or call me, then we can talk. She means nothing to me and I swear she seduced me. You mean the world to me, pumpkin… I promise that if you give me another chance then this would never happen again. Happy birthday love of my life. The second message was more angry at me than sorry and I wondered how I had not discovered just the kind of person I had been in a relationship with. I did not bother to open the rest of his messages before I deleted them, sighing as the headache increased. “Asshole” I snapped, flinging my phone to the side as I thought about the stranger. He is not a stranger if you both have had sex and he had explored your body so thoroughly, my mind reminded me. He was right though about how crazy it was going to be explaining things to my mother. I knew that no matter what I said she would insist that I go back to Robert. She wanted him as a son in- law and she was grateful to him for everything he had done to assist our family but that did not give him the right to cheat on me and with my best friend. I did not want to think about this but if I wanted revenge then I had to go along with Damien. I wasn’t going to allow Camilla win and although I was heartbroken, I was going to have to suck it up and show them that I wasn’t someone to be trifled with too. I nodded at this, reaching for his card. The name read, Damien Moretti and nothing more. Who was he? Why did his name sound very familiar? Like I had heard it somehow and knew it. There was no way that was possible of course but I still had the niggling sensation at the back of my mind that he was someone I was familiar with. I saved the number to my phone. I was going to call him and schedule a meeting then he and I would talk about my revenge but in the meantime, I needed to fucking sleep. I closed my eyes, the grinning face of Damien enveloping my sub consciousness. The way he had called my name and the way he had touched me. I could still feel the flick on his tongue on my clit and the roughness of his palms as he squeezed my breasts. Get a fucking grip, Isabella. I chided myself It wasn’t enough that you had seduced the man and now you are thinking about sex with him. I drifted off into a restless sleep and was only woken up by the thrilling of my alarm. There was no way that I was going to skip work all because Robert thought it was sensible and right to cheat on me on my birthday with my boss and bestfriend. I was going to go to work and wear a smile on my face, they could suck it for all I care. The moment my red bottoms came out of the elevator, all of my confidence vanished. Camila was standing with her hands intertwined in front of her office, her face all scrunched up as she looked intently at me. "My office, now!" She bellowed at me and I found myself running into her office despite what had happened. The door hadn't latched yet when a heavy thud sounded from where Camila had moved to. I turned around and found that she had dropped a pile of files on her desk. "What the fuck are those Isabella?" She questioned and I stared from the files to her. I was equally confused. "I don't understand Camila" I replied and she placed one hand on her hip while the other one outstretched towards the files. "It's madame Camila, you should know your place and why are you standing all the way over there? Stand in front of me when I'm speaking to you" she harshly said. I was too stunned to look for a reply, my legs moved on their own accord as though I enjoyed being spoken this way, I was the one that had been slapped across the cheek but guess who was still being treated like trash? "Yes, ma'am" I replied and stood in front of her, my fingers latched into one another. "So, you proposely left those files unchecked even when I deliberately told you to make sure all of the files were well taken of and each director was scheduled for a meeting today" she queried and I still looked on in confusion. My brain racked across all of the information it had gathered since our last encounter and I swore to God that she had said nothing of that sort. "I'm sorry if I misheard your instructions, let me just take a look and — "You're fired. Clear your desk"