Chapter 24: THE PAST

ISABELLA’S P.O.V. Lorenzo didn’t touch me on our wedding night. After ripping my dress apart, he took one look at me in my white lingerie and cursed under his breath. He told me to go to sleep and stormed out of the room. I was stunned and a little insulted if I was being honest. I spent the entire night thinking of a way to get him back because no man in his right mind would walk out on lingerie. It didn’t fully settle in my mind that I was married until the next morning. I had fallen asleep sometime in the early hours of the morning and I didn’t even realize that a part of me was expecting to wake up in the comfort of my home. My year had truly started and I was the wife of a mobster. It sounded amusing to think about but it was my life. I got freshened up and settled on cotton shorts and a simple tank with no bra. Maids and guards watched me as I made my way around the house. A few of them whispered and others openly stared. It was weird and uncomfortable but I was used to being