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His Beautiful Chaos

***Don Nicholas isn’t the type of person who takes no for an answer. He commands with an iron fist and all his orders are met.*** Isabella's aim in life is to get a job, provide for her younger ones and pay off the asshole debtor, Miguel. A simple life, it’s would have been for her. Her failure to find a job forces her to give into Miguel’s demands- Work as a spy for one of the underworld godfathers. Disguising herself as a caretaker, Isabella must work for Don Nicholas, who has a fearsome reputation in the underworld yet disguised himself as a billionaire CEO. His money, power, beauty and arrogance is well known in the City. However, Isabella hates every thing the name DON NICHOLAS GENOVESE stands for, after witnessing her parents getting butchered by the Capone of the Italian mob. When she starts working with him, things began to changed so fast that she became the first woman to please Don Nicholas. He wants something more but Isabella isn’t ready to give anything to her parents' killer. All she seeks is vengeance! Note: If you don't like bloody and sex scenes, stay far away. I won't accomdate insults even after this information. Thank you.

Ella_Dominic23 · Urban
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32 Chs

A Mistake.

After the deal was done, she realized who she had slapped. Slowly, Isabella brought down her hand and stared at the bare floor. The sudden sadness that clouded her mind made her wondered if she took the right path.

The man she just hit, was the owner of the Villa she was at. Not only that, there was no evidence that he had raped even if she wanted to sue.

The media will troll her for disgracing and accusing their CEO. She did not want to imagine what her family will go through because of it.

If there was anyone who could help her get vengeance, it would Miguel's boss. But will he help? They did not send her down here to fight with Nicholas. The instructions were clear. Be friendly and spy. 'Oh, What have you done, Bella?" she asked herself.

"You?" Nicholas started. In his hand was her blue purse. He threw it to the floor and took steps back. "What is your problem? Is it wrong for me to be nice?"