[18+] smut warning
Isabella Suárez
When her father passes A 21 year old mafia princess, still new to this lifestyle, is set to marry her worst enemy with whom she has some dangerous history with, In order for there to be peace upon families.
Marcel...
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Stepping out of the room I began to look for some car keys if I had any chance of getting out of here a car would be a good way to escape and I managed to throw on the bloody nightgown as I didn't really have any panties to cover my bottom half up anymore
I scouted around the mansion where I was kept and stumbled across some keys, I knew there were still people in this house so I tried to make as less noise as possible even though i've already created a huge mess
I grabbed the keys and headed out the door into the driveway then I saw him
"Holy fucking shit," Marcello gasped and dropped the gun he was holding in his hand, I lunged towards him not caring about my bloody arm, hugging him tightly and he held me like he was never going to let go
"I'm so fucking sorry Isabella, I'm so sorry," He murmured into my shoulder, I pulled away from the hug and I let out a few broken sobs, Marcello wiped tears from my cheek with his thumb and kissed my forehead "I should've been there" He whispered
"You're here now" I mumbled
"Is he dead? Did you kill him?" He asked softly
"He's dead just please take me home," I plead and he picked me up bridal style and placed me in his car
"How did you find me?" I sniffled and he looked at me whilst starting the car
"You weren't home and I figured something happened to you, I knew it was my fathers doing so I went to the only place he could be hiding out, which was my grandfather's old house and there you were"
He let out a heavy sigh and gripped my chin "I'm so sorry" He moved his hand futher up to my face and placed a palm on my cheek then placed his other palm on my other cheek grabbing my face
"Did he rape you?" His eyes became glossy and I grabbed his hand that was on my cheek and held it on my lap
"No Marcello he didn't, He just stabbed me and Scarlett also stabbed-" He quickly cut me off
"Woah hold on, Scarlett stabbed you? I knew that fucking bitch was trouble" He stated taking his hand off my cheek "We need to get you to a hospital those wounds look awful"
"No, I'm not going to a hospital I'm going home" I stated,
"You're going to a hospital, I can't let those wounds get infected baby" He uttered focusing on the road ahead
"Marcello i'm not going to a hospital, I've been stabbed and I'm half naked, you're taking me home now." I demanded
"Okay okay i'll take you home, but we need to take care of your wounds"
