In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 25

Chapter 25: Getting Married One Month Later

"If you move again, I'll finish you right here," Emanuele warned, his voice dripping with menace.

Isabella immediately froze, her heart pounding with fear. She couldn't believe how physically aroused this man had become, and it terrified her. She dreaded that Emanuele might force himself on her again, using her as a tool to satisfy his desires, just like before.

But amidst this fear, a disturbing desire emerged within her. It was a desire she found repulsive, something completely unlike herself. Isabella couldn't comprehend these conflicting emotions.

Emanuele, on the other hand, struggled to maintain control. At first, he hadn't regarded Isabella as a woman, but now, her body and scent were driving him wild with longing. He could feel her warm body pressed against his, her softness, and the intoxicating fragrance of her perfume. All of it was tearing at his restraint, urging him to strip her bare and claim her right then and there.

Isabella dared not move and could only lie helplessly in his arms. She responded to his earlier question with a trembling voice, "Yes."

Emanuele's hand moved from her face to her hair, expertly undoing the bun she had tied up for work. Her long, chestnut curls cascaded down, shimmering beautifully under the dim light.

His index finger traced patterns through her hair, making Isabella feel as though she were an object of amusement. She was utterly defenseless in his grasp.

"Then he drove you back here. What did you talk about downstairs?" Emanuele inquired.

Isabella couldn't believe that he knew about this as well. Did he have people monitoring her every move?

"He asked why I had moved here. I told him about what happened last night, and he offered to drive me in the future," Isabella replied truthfully.

"He offered to drive you?" Emanuele's brow furrowed, and he felt an unfamiliar pang of jealousy. He didn't like the idea of someone else ensuring Isabella's safety, as it made him feel inadequate in protecting his own.

"Isabella, you're a clever girl. You should know how to decline Clark's offer," Emanuele said as his hand traveled down her back.

Isabella felt like a helpless pet under his touch. She longed to get away from this man who treated her like a plaything.

"I understand," she replied meekly, still maintaining her obedient facade.

Because Isabella had been so compliant, Emanuele felt a sense of satisfaction. "Starting tomorrow, I'll have Tony and the others drive you to the hospital. The cars have been modified with bulletproof glass and top-notch safety features to withstand even the impact of a truck. Safety is guaranteed from every angle."