In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Possessed by a Demon

Seeing Isabella's defiant yet speechless expression, Chloe felt even happier. That damned wench, what chance did she have against Chloe?

Chloe extended her hand and cupped Isabella's face. This allowed Chloe to feel in control and inflict a degree of pain on Isabella. She used a bit of force to pat Isabella's cheek while maintaining a facade of gentle smiles, leading Isabella's bodyguards to believe they were seeing a harmonious sisterly bond.

Isabella wanted to resist Chloe's actions, but at this moment, her body had stiffened, and she couldn't move. Breathing became increasingly difficult, and Isabella cursed herself. She was too weak; she couldn't even confront Chloe.

Chloe leaned in closer to Isabella and whispered in a low voice, "You're a worthless slut, used up by men, and you dare to insult me? How can you even think of challenging me? Do you remember how I used to bully you when we were kids? I don't mind letting you relive those old experiences."

Chloe hurled these insults at Isabella, all of which occurred in front of Isabella's two bodyguards. However, the bodyguards were positioned some distance away and, due to Chloe's apparently affectionate manner towards Isabella, they couldn't tell she was actually insulting her.

As Chloe talked, memories of her traumatic past began to paralyze Isabella. She couldn't respond or defend herself. Her body began to tremble violently. She cursed herself for her enduring cowardice and her inability to face Chloe head-on.

Suddenly, a vision of Emanuele appeared in Isabella's mind. He was a massive, fierce man filled with a wild aura. People were afraid of crossing him, and nobody felt safe around him. Yet, she had been relatively at ease by his side. If she could even handle Emanuele, the demon, why should she be afraid of Chloe, who only had a reputation for bullying her?

With this thought, Isabella somehow found the strength to push Chloe away. At first, Chloe had been gleefully mocking her clumsiness, her fear, her cowardice. But she had not anticipated being physically pushed. Consequently, Chloe lost her balance and fell backward with a shriek, landing on the ground in a rather disheveled state.

"Isabella, why would you push me? I was only suggesting that you be kinder to Emanuele. Or do you have some grievances against him? Is that why you didn't listen to me?" Chloe lamented.

Isabella had to hand it to Chloe for her quick thinking. In an instant, she had come up with a convenient excuse, painting herself as the injured party, in an attempt to make her bodyguards believe her words.

Chloe remained seated on the ground, looking at Tony and Harry. "Gentlemen, could you please help me get up?"

Tony and Harry exchanged a glance and exchanged a knowing look, but neither made a move. They were Isabella's bodyguards and had spent enough time with her to understand her character. They weren't quick to believe Chloe's words.

Seeing that her act was not working and noticing the gathering crowd, Chloe had no choice but to stand up on her own. She then turned to Isabella and said, "Isabella, you've changed so much. You used to be obedient, loving, and close to me. It saddens me. Can our sisterly relationship never go back to how it was?"

Isabella suddenly felt that if Chloe pursued an acting career, she could easily win an Academy Award.

"Chloe, I've changed, haven't you?" Isabella looked at Chloe, who had been humiliated in front of others to maintain her ladylike image. She suddenly realized that Chloe wasn't as fearsome as she had once thought, not invincible. All she needed was a little more courage, wasn't that right?

Chloe fixed a hateful gaze on Isabella. She walked up to her and whispered in a venomous tone, "You think Emanuele can protect you forever? Isabella, your time's coming."