In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 114

Chapter 114: Collided

In her mind, Chloe's voice resurfaced.

"A fat bitch like you doesn't deserve a man's affection."

"Do you really think men like you, you filthy whore? They just want to sleep with you."

"You're nothing but a lowly bitch, only fit to clean toilets and live in the gutter."

In the past, every time Isabella recalled Chloe's hurtful words, it would shatter her, plunging her into darkness, overwhelmed by sadness and fear. But now, when she thought about what Chloe had said, her emotions seemed calm. Those words no longer had the power to hurt her.

Instead, when she thought about everything she had experienced with Emanuele just moments ago, about how he had looked at her with excitement, about how he had repeatedly collided with her body, Isabella felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.

Thank God she had met Emanuele. She never would have imagined that the man she initially thought of as a demon would make her feel like he was her entire world, like a god.

The next morning, when Isabella woke up, Emanuele was no longer by her side; he had become busy once more. But there was good news: Emanuele was no longer restricting her from going out.

"As long as you stay within the city, you can go wherever you want," Tony told Isabella.

Isabella was overjoyed and immediately called Evelyn to go shopping. Now that she was married to the head of the mafia, she couldn't see her best friend as often as she used to. She could only make plans to go shopping together.

"Sure, Isabella, I've missed you. Pippo had some family matters to attend to, so it's just me at home lately. I've been feeling so lonely," Evelyn complained as soon as she got on the phone.

"He went back home?" Isabella was a bit surprised. "I didn't hear about that."

"Yeah, he took a week off; he won't be back so soon."

"Alright, we'll meet up later," Isabella said, hanging up. She went to her closet, put on a light blue blouse with light gray jeans, and kept her outfit simple.

She met up with Evelyn at a nearby mall, and they went shopping together.

"Isabella, now that you're the wife of the mafia boss, do you have more money than you can spend?"

Isabella showed her the black card she held in her hand. "Emanuele said I shouldn't spend more than a hundred thousand a month."

"Oh my God!" Evelyn exclaimed. "A hundred thousand? I can't spend that much in a year, let alone a month. How do you plan to spend it?"

"Well, let's start by buying you a couple of dresses. Do you like any jewelry? I can get that for you too," Isabella assessed Evelyn and then smiled.

Evelyn hadn't changed her appearance or style since before, so her friend was still the same. The only thing different was her relationship with Pippo, but it wasn't that significant. Isabella, on the other hand, stared at herself in the mirror. Her face was the same, but she had lost her youthful innocence and gained a sense of maturity and solemnity. She didn't look like a girl her age anymore.

She had been through a lot to become the person she was now. She had lost many things, but she had also gained a few. At least, it allowed her to overcome her psychological trauma.

Evelyn, hearing that Isabella was going to buy her clothes and jewelry, instantly perked up. She took Isabella to an upscale boutique that she had never dared to enter before and purchased two dresses and a pearl necklace.

"Isabella, thank you. You have money now, but you haven't forgotten your friends. I'm really touched! I hope your relationship with Emanuele keeps getting better," Evelyn said.

Isabella was left both amused and touched by Evelyn's words.

"Alright, alright, I'm a bit tired after shopping all day. I feel like getting a massage. What do you think?" Isabella asked.

It had been a while since she had a massage, and lately, she had been feeling quite exhausted and needed some relaxation.

Tony heard that Isabella wanted a massage and immediately said, "Mrs. Lombardi, you can't just go for a massage anywhere."