dark sapphire

✴Isabella Marciano POV✴

"Did you sleep with that boy?" were the first words from John that greeted me when I entered our suite. He was sitting on the kitchen stool with his face solely focused on his MacBook.

Flopping down on the couch, I turned the television on and watched random cartoons.

"Isabella" I stiffened at his use of that name. "I asked you a question." John's voice was always calm yet after living with him for so long, I knew that he had something he wanted to say but I stayed silent. "Don't ignore me bambina." (child)

I rolled my eyes. How dare he call me a child. "What if I did?"

John towered over me and his well built body was enough to cover my sight of the 32 inches T.V. "Have you forgotten what I told you about that boy? He will only break your heart."

"Jesus, John" I stood up from the couch and matched his stance. He was still a lot taller than me but height has never been a hindrance for me. I stood a good 5'9 and John was 6'9. "I'm 26 for crying out loud. And weren't you just teasing me about him a few weeks ago? I thought you liked him."

His face remained blank yet the flicker of worry in his eyes as clear as the day. He sighed "aren't you supposed to be the one manipulating him? It seems to me that you can't handle that boy."

"Will you stop calling us children?" I said sternly "I handle things just fine."

He looked at me up and down before shaking his head. I get where he is coming from. After spending the night in Kon's beach house, I came home at 9 in the morning wearing one of his shirts so yeah, I'm at the losing end of this conversation. "Stop seeing him, Isabella. We'll think of another way to reach Damien." Damien is Kon's dad.

"What?!" I exclaimed in disbelief "unbelievable. I'm close to meeting that man."

"No... it's too dangerous for you"

"And who are you to decide that? Last time I checked, I'm still your boss and you are not my father" and I just said that. I wanted to take my words back but it's too late. John looked at me with hurt in his pale teal eyes. "John... I..."

He shakes his head "there's a job for you, I'll just get the details." He turns around with a slump shoulders.

Fúck! I bit my lips and stormed to my room. Sometimes, I really don't like me and my mouth. Maybe Kon is the only one who likes my mouth.

I never meant what I said. John was nothing but kind and good to me. He is all I have and I hate myself for saying those words. If only he knew how Kon wasn't able to have sex with me because I'm a limp. No matter how much I like a guy, I still can't get Enzo out of my mind. That bastard ruined me.

After taking a shower, I changed into my all black training shorts and sports bra, topping it up with a hoodie and trainers. John was still in the kitchen when I walked out.

I took my water canister from the fridge, "I'll be at the gym" I said casually and John just gave me a nod. I sighed, yeah he was hurt.

There was a gym in the hotel where we are staying but I like the view from the one close to the beach. It was a ten-minute walk from the hotel and I decided to walk the distance. The gym was packed and almost all the patrons were men with too much muscular body for my taste.

Taking my hoodie off, I plugged in my earphones and played an Eminem song on my iPod, and tied my red hair in a bun. No one ever uses the dummy in this gym to my surprise and I have it all to myself. After taking off my shoes and wrapped a bandage on my hands, I started with my light routine of kicks and punches. I was evading hand to hand combat when I started my new career. Using guns and knives was more convenient than getting my hands dirty but when my gun failed in one mission two years ago, I was caught off guard and forced to fight a black guy triple my size.

Since then, I started learning the basics of kickboxing and Muay Thai. It was hard to learn this stuff all on your own but I had to. I can't risk asking anyone to train with because they might be connected to the mafia family I am hiding from. Better safe than sorry.

"Your aim is a little stiff" someone spoke from behind me. Even against the loud music I was listening to I can still hear my surroundings. I didn't look back and continued to act oblivious.

Just walk away... I pray that he just walks away and leaves me alone.

I sighed when I felt his warm hands attempting to touch my bare sweaty shoulder. When his calloused skin touched mine, I held his hand firm and positioned my right foot to hold my weight, bend over, and pulled his hand at the same time, pulling his weight behind me forward. His body slammed on the mattress with a stunned face.

His jet black hair was tied in a messy bun and his body was damn drool-worthy. Well sculpted six-packs rest above his sexy V line. His eyes were dark sapphires that glimmered with mischievousness. He smiled at me showing his pearl white teeth before swinging his feet forward in an attempt to snake them in mine but I read his movement. His feet with my heel, making his face contort.

I turned my back on him and headed for my canister resting on the bench. I can feel everyone's eyes on me but I acted unaware as I drank my water.

"Hey" the man spoke again. "Are you really this rude?" I continue to ignore him, unwrapping my hands from the bandage. "skýla." (Bītch)

My eyes twitched, my jaw clenched. How dare he call me that when he's the one being an ass-fúcking-hole? When I turned around, he was already on his way out of the gym.

Deep breaths, Red.

Deep breath.

Just let it go.

His hand grip the door handle and my canister landed on the back of his head. He cursed once again before locking eyes with me. I showed him my middle finger but he just smiled at me and took my canister with him.

I was hoping he'd come back so that I could teach him his lesson but to my surprise, he just walked away.

What a weirdo.

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