In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Agreed to Move

Isabella sighed as she realized it was time to pay the rent. In the past, her mother had taken care of the rent, sending her the money each month to cover it. But now, with Emanuele in control of everything, the thought of asking him for rent money was a disaster in itself.

Isabella decided to pay the rent with her credit card for now and planned to find a part-time job on weekends to make extra money. She was confident that once she became a full-time employee at the hospital, her salary would increase.

She didn't believe for a second that she couldn't make it on her own.

Today, she had been involved in a critical patient's rescue at the hospital, which kept her working until nine in the evening.

Isabella made her way home with her tired body.

To be honest, although these days were exhausting, she found herself content as long as Emanuele wasn't interfering. She enjoyed the simple busyness that made her feel grounded.

But now, she wasn't alone. Two bodyguards were constantly trailing her. While she had found them annoying before, today, after the near-accident with the car, she realized how their presence had potentially saved her life. She had started to appreciate their company again.

Isabella reached her apartment's door and pulled out her keys to unlock it. However, as she glanced at the rug on the floor, she suddenly became alert.

Isabella looked at Harry and Tony. They were professional bodyguards and immediately picked up on her change in demeanor.

Both of them discreetly drew their pistols, slightly crouching as they approached the door. They gestured for Isabella to step back and urged her to call Emanuele.

Call that devil? Isabella didn't want to, but she knew this wasn't the time to act on emotion. The rug on her doorstep was skewed, and the potted plant by the wall had been moved. She had been living here for a while, and this was the first time something like this had happened. It seemed likely that someone had tampered with her apartment.

Isabella reluctantly made the call to Emanuele.

He answered quickly. Isabella spoke softly, "Emanuele, there's someone in my apartment."

"Wait there; I'm coming over. Tell Harry and Tony not to make any sudden moves," Emanuele replied, showing his ruthless and calculated nature. He knew exactly how to handle a situation like this.

Isabella promptly typed Emanuele's instructions on her phone and showed them to Tony and Harry. They both signaled their understanding with an OK sign.

They didn't know how many people were inside, armed with mysterious weapons. With only two professional bodyguards, they would be at a disadvantage. Their best course of action was to wait at the door for Emanuele and his team.

Isabella's muscles tensed with anxiety. She had never been this vigilant before. But recent events had made her paranoid. What if someone believed she was the mafia princess and had infiltrated her apartment for revenge?

Finally, Isabella gritted her teeth and called Emanuele. There was no room for irrational emotions. Her rug was displaced, and it was the first time she had encountered such a situation. She was sure more than one person was involved.

As Isabella nervously made the call, her heart raced. She couldn't return to her old, ordinary life anymore.

Emanuele received Isabella's call and rushed over immediately with a small team. Some climbed along the windows, as her apartment was on the sixth floor, while others charged in through the front door.

Before taking action, Emanuele told Isabella, "Go wait in the car."

He handed her the car keys.