♥ Special chapter♥

Salvatore Vecchio

When Oliver brought her to me, I never thought he would actually manage to kidnap her, but he did an excellent job. Sending that private jet was a smart move; it brought them in quickly and without any problems. I still can't believe that Alessio has this woman as his own. Ever since I saw her picture, she hasn't left my mind. I can't believe he was lucky enough to find such a jewel.

But I'm going to destroy it. I'll make her hate him. I'll poison her every thought and make her believe that he's not coming after her. Furthermore, I'm a master at manipulating my victims, and Isabella will be no different. Oliver told me that he managed to kidnap her because they had an argument, and Alessio left the mansion, leaving her vulnerable. It was the perfect scenario to put the plan into action.

Oliver's plan was brilliant in its simplicity: hack into her friend's cell phone and send her a message, saying he needed to talk about something very serious. And she fell for it like a sucker.

Now, here I am, with Isabella under my control. I take a morbid pleasure in imagining Alessio's despair. He always thought he was invincible, but now he has a weakness, and I'm about to exploit it to the full.

I look at her, still asleep in bed. Her beauty is even more striking up close. Her delicate features, her soft hair… No wonder, Alessio fell in love with her. But he doesn't deserve her. And I'll prove it.

She finally wakes up, her eyes opening slowly, confused and frightened. I see her struggle to remember what happened and the fear that settles in her eyes when she realizes where she is.

'' Hello.

'' Who are you? '' She asked, trying to keep her voice steady, but it came out shaky.

I cracked a predatory smile at his fear.

'' Don't worry, Isabella. You're in good hands.

I get up from the armchair and walk over to her, observing every detail of her expression. I see her surprise when she realizes the resemblance between me and Alessio. Our dark eyes, our figure… The only difference is my blonde hair. Irritation grows inside me as I realize she's comparing me to him.

''You're even more beautiful in person. '' I say, the tone of my voice full of desire and anger. ''Now I understand why Alessio chose you.

She tries to pull away, the fear on her face.

"Who are you?" she asks, her voice trembling.

I give her a mischievous smile.

'' I'm Alessio's younger brother. Nice to meet you, Isabella. My name is Salvatore Vecchio.

'' Why are you doing this? '' Her voice trembles, and I see tears forming in her eyes.

I watch her reaction and laugh-a cruel laugh that echoes through the room.

''Because you're Alessio's weak point. Having you under my thumb makes you even more vulnerable.

I can't bear to see her expression, and I laugh again. It's so good to play with her.

'' Do you think Alessio will come find you? According to my source of information, you two had a big fight, didn't you?

I slowly approach her, each step firm and calculated. I squeezed her chin, forcing her to face me. The dread in her eyes is delicious.

'' Do you really think Alessio is coming to save you? From the way he's proud, I'm sure he'll thank me for getting rid of his little weakness. A mobster like him shouldn't have any weaknesses, and you, Isabella, have become the biggest weakness Alessio could have.

I look at her with a sadistic glint in my eyes.

''I feel sorry for you, my beauty,'' I say, stroking her cheek. ''Did you really believe he loved you? He was trained to be a cruel leader, someone completely insane, someone who will never love anyone. He's a monster, you must know that.

I see the tears welling up in his eyes as I caress his face. My touch is light but full of intent.

'' He just wanted to use you. Do you know why? Because you're beautiful. Just looking at you makes me want to devour you. That's what caught his attention. But do you think he'll stick with you when he finds someone more beautiful? Don't kid yourself, Isabella. He's a mobster, and mobsters lie, they're taught to do it, and you've fallen for it.

Before she can react, I lean down and kiss her forehead. The shock in her eyes is delicious.

'' You will be mine. Alessio must be with someone else right now. You've been asleep for two days now, you must have been very tired from the shock, but during the two days you've been asleep, I haven't had any news of him looking for you. That's a shame.

I laugh, the sound echoing in the room like a sentence. I leave the room, closing the door and locking it with a satisfied smile on my face. Furthermore, I walk down the dark corridor, my thoughts echoing with the same cruelty I've just shown.

I managed to get inside her mind, planting the seed of doubt. I've made her believe that Alessio isn't coming, but the truth is that he's desperate for her. According to my information, he hasn't been sleeping well or eating anything. He's completely obsessed with finding her.

I go downstairs and into the control room, where the monitors show the security cameras scattered around the property. We're in a remote location, cut off from the rest of the world. There's no cell phone signal here, no tracking possible. Alessio can search as much as he likes, he'll never find us. And I don't need security guards, I trust he'll never find this place. I sent Oliver to enjoy his vacation, I want to be alone with my little goddess.

I sit in the armchair, watching the images of Isabella on the monitor. She's crying, her body shaking with fear and despair. Every tear that falls is a victory for me. Alessio is losing his mind, and she is beginning to believe that he has abandoned her.

My smile widens as I think about how Alessio must be feeling. Frustrated, powerless, consumed by anger and fear. He always thought he was untouchable, but now his weakness is exposed. Isabella is his vulnerability, and I'm exploiting every second of that weakness.

I look at the monitor again, seeing Isabella curled up on the bed. Her pain and despair are a symphony to my ears. I've manipulated her perfectly, and now it's only a matter of time before Alessio succumbs to the pressure.

I get up and leave the control room, my heart beating in a rhythm of excitement. The plan is working better than I could have imagined. Alessio is crazy after her, but he'll never find her. We are in a place where he would never think of looking, isolated and untouchable.

I walk down the corridor, satisfaction growing inside me. Every step I take is a reminder that I'm in control, that I'm winning. The game is just beginning, and I'm eager to see how far Alessio can go in his desperate search.

I go into my office and sit down at the table, taking a glass of wine and savoring the bitter taste. Victory has never been so sweet. With a satisfied smile, I raise my glass in a silent toast to myself. I've done it. Alessio is on the verge of collapse, and Isabella is at the mercy of my hands.

The game is just beginning, and I'm determined to be the winner.