My Tormentor

Hiding Something

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Few week passed away like this. Nicholas troubling to her and she troubling back to him. This bickering of Nicholas with her was being noticed by everyone in the mansion.

And on the other hand, Isabella was daily saving meat pieces from her plate for her little kitten Jingle bell and Nicholas noticed this act of her from many days. She was saving meat pieces with vegetables but at first he didn't mind this but when he noticed her continuous act he turned suspicious and decided to find the reason later.

Isabella very perfectly kept her little munchkin hidden under her bed but one day Violet found her meowing and caught her under the bed. She scolded Isabella for hiding it in the mansion because they are just mere servants here and they can't do anything without the owner's permission who was the one and only Nicholas Pierce. But Isabella somehow convinced Violet to let her keep Jinge bell with her. Hearing her pleading and requesting so much Violet agreed with her.

Today Isabella was very busy because that oldie told her to rearrange his closet. She always keeps his closet maiantained but again he asked her to arrange her intentionally to trouble her. Isabella did her morning routine and practically ran to his room to do her work given by him. She don't want to give him any chance to point her or mock her.

She reached to his room and entered inside making him turn around in the balcony he was sipping his black coffee while standing in the balcony. He was at mansion today because he don't have any important work at the warehouse and his office work was being maintained by his assistant he only visit there when needed most.

He was going to work in his office in the mansion today. When he saw her standing at the door huffing because of running he smirked.

"Don't you know how to knock?" he asked her mockingly.

"Don't you know how to knock?" she mimicked him under her breath rolling her eyes at him.

His eyes darkened watching her rolling her eyes at him. He suddenly felt disrespected by her this gesture. He put the cup of coffee on the table beside the couch in the balcony and strode towards her. She watched him striding towards her and her eyes widened immediately regretting her actions. She will be surely dead meat now she thought in her mind.

He stopped closer to her and held her arm in a tight grip. "I dare you to do that again." he spat at her coldly.

"Why would I?" she asked him back with an attitude making him trigger more than already he is.

'The audacity this girl has.' he thought in his mind. "Don't fuck with me, Bella." he said gritting his teeth.

"I don't do that type of things." she says moving her gaze away from his eyes feeling embarrassed of his foul language.

He watched her amusingly at her come back. This girl is something he had to accept that whether he want it it not. "Then what type of things you do?" he asked her raising his brow at her now feeling curious of her reply.

"I know how to love but people like you don't want that. They only like to do dirty things." she spat at him suddenly remembering what Chris did and told to her.

He watched her keenly taking in her expressions and he saw anger, pain and hurt in her eyes. But why his mere question brought so many emotions in her eyes. Why the fuck ah even said that lines to him it's not like that was for him then for whom she even said that. Did she loved someone? But why did this concerned to him? Why did he felt anger and jealousy in him? It's not like he wants love from him.

He gazed at her. "Whom did you loved?" finally his tongue and jealous side asked that question from her. For his sane side it was a completely stupid and irrational question and topic for him. But his beast and irrational side suddenly felt jealousy and possessiveness in his veins.

"No one." she completely denied looking in his glaring at him.

"I asked you something Bella." he again said hissing at her while yanking her on his chest.

"Leave me, I have to do my work." Isabella said shuffling in his hold.

He felt anger surge in him. Why is he even feeling these type of things over a mere little girl. Who bought her for his pleasure but many many weeks passed and he didn't even tried to take it from her. Why is even showing mercy to her. He should drag her to his playroom and chain her to the bed and fuck her raw without any mercy.

He wanted to see her crying and begging to stop him and leave her but he would surely have thrusted his manhood deepen inside her ruining her and tormenting her innocence. But here he is bickering with her on small things and finding different ways to pick up fights with her.

Here he is getting jealous from the man whom she loved or still loves. He is getting possessive over her. The power man, boss of the Italian mafia in whom's feet women swoon themselves and beg to be in his bed. For whom women die for and can kill for, who can get anything in just one click of his fingers is trying to get attention of a mere little girl.

Who was anything but mature. Who don't know what is wrong and what is right. Who doesn't even know what he wants from her even if she knows she is not interested in him. Who don't do physical contacts with him. And that's what makes her more appealing for him. The more she stays away from him, the more he wants her near him. The more she run away from him the more he tries drag her closer to him. Is he the same man who is wanted by women? And here he is running behind a mere girl.

If he wants he can easily snatch the thing she wanted her from the start and for which he bought her here. No one can stop him but he was not doing anything but bickering and picking fights with her. He almost stopped to go out of the mansion just to be around her. He thoughts he is doing all this just to trouble her but what he is doing is for something else which his mind will not let accept to his heart.

"Fuck the work and answer me what I have asked you." He said gritting his teeth this time feeling impatient and angry. He is not standing the fact that she loves someone.

"What do you want to know?" Isabella frowned watching him so much impatient and asking the same question again and again.

He closed his eyes in rage and pinned her to the wall behind her making her gasp. "Whom do you love, Bella?" he again asked her staring in her eyes.

"I will not tell you." Isabella said challenging him she doesn't understood why do he even wants to know.

"You will regret it Bella when I will find him myself." he said threatening her seriously.

"But why do you even want to know?" Isabella asked him confused.

"Because you----" he tried to retort back to her but then he remembered how irrational he is behaving. He is not the one to loose control on his emotions so easily. But here he was ready to tell this little guy standing in front of him gazing at him with her curious hazel eyes that what was going on in his mind. He can't let this girl affect him.

He clenched his jaw aggressively and yanked her away from him backing away standing in front of her. Isabella stumbled a little but maintained herself by holding the his arm. He saw her holding his arm and again he felt that odd feeling he never felt before like a spark.

He snatched his arm away from her and strode out of the room not wanting to stay even the single minute in her presence now. This girl is making him insane and he will not let that happen.

'What does he even thinks of himself? Scary old man.' Isabella thought in her mind angrily and went to his closet.

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